Mizuki POV
"Sato-san?" I call out as I knock on the door to Sato's study room. "Come in." I hear him as I pushed open the door and saw him sitting down at the table reading a book.
Unconsciously I gripped onto my shirt that I was wearing as I walked over to Sato. My head spun with questions, previously I had calmed myself down with training and had gone over some things that could happen here. But I was still nervous, I didn't know what to expect.
I could feel my hands sweat as I sat down on the other side of the table across of Sato.
"Mizuki." I hear Sato call out my name as he put the book down and looked straight at me. I avoided eye contact as I fiddled with my fingers.
A silence befalls us, as I could feel Sato's stare as he examines me. "Hahh. Mizuki, yesterday. I didn't mean for it to sound as if I'm kicking you out. You've been of great help since Michi brought you in. However, you should also think about yourself." I hear Sato-san say causing me to lift me gaze and now meet his eyes.
"What I had told Michikatsu wasn't something new, we had discussed this years ago. I could see that it was quite shocking for you, but I don't plan on canceling this marriage either. The way I see it, is this is something Michikatsu needs to do as the next head of the family. He is strong and he would be well off with a lady like Kira Ochiro, she comes from a well family and is a good lady for him. Her father and I made an agreement that our children would get married at the agreeable age, which is around this time." Sato continues, as he tells me this I could feel my heart clench and tug. I could feel my heart beating in my chest as if it's shaking in fear, as if I was hearing something I wasn't supposed to be.
A part of me wanted to get up and leave the room, to sort out my thoughts which I haven't yet done. A part of me wanted to cry, and yet a part of me wanted to stay here and finish hearing everything. I wanted to hear.....I want to find out why these feelings and these emotions mean to me. This unforgettable feeling that continues to crawl and make my heart tug like this.
I force my face to hold back on showing any emotions of sadness and uprising feelings. But I really.....
"So as Michikatsu's marriage comes up, I would want you to get married as well." My eyes widen in surprise. "Me? Marriage?" I repeat as I was confused and didn't like the sound of getting married at 16.
I furrow my brows as I remember that back in the modern world, most don't get married until their late 20 or early 30s.
Though in this time period, I knew that you had to mature early, as death and things came earlier, with the lack of resources and knowledge. Like health issues and just the world that I live in right now with demons made the life span shorter. Marriage and contract marriage was the custom and the norm here. But I don't want that...
Seeing my face in distraught, Sato spoke up, "I'm not going to force you to marry anyone of my choice or marry anyone right now. It's not my decision because you're not my daughter after all. But I also have a feeling that you still have things to sort out....." Sato says as he looks into my eyes as if he's reading my expression and all of my emotions. It's as if he knows something I don't....
He continues on "But if you'd like you can stay here until you are ready to leave or get married. I know that you are becoming strong with the sword, as well as you can for a woman. But I feel that it's something you shouldn't advertise to your future husband. He may or may not disagree with it. But your training, if you'd like you may continue. I will not cut you off until you decide to leave, that is your choice."

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Slayer of Time (Demon Slayer X OC)
FanfictionMizuki Amateratsu a modern day girl who's name means Beautiful Moon (Mizuki) and Sun Goddess (Amateratsu) who watched and read Demon Slayer. A girl who travels to an anime but yet travels further back in time of the Demon Slayer World. But never d...