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DS : Chapter 52
🕑 Added 2024-09-25 13:12:37 +0000 UTC[Seiji's POV]
I ain't fumbling this one. No way. Traumas be damned.
Do you remember that guy who rejected Mitsuri? You know, the one with circle spectacles who had the whole internet coming together just to hate on him and call him an idiot?
Yeah, I ain't going to be like that guy. No chance I was going to fumble that badly.
In all seriousness, Mitsuri Kanroji was my waifu even in my past life. So the chance of meeting her was already incredible but having the chance to get married to her? I will just have to crown myself with the title of a fanfiction protagonist because there is no other way I could get this lucky.
Even if I did not end up marrying her, I wanted to see her just once. I was a deep admirer of beauty so I really wanted to see for myself just how beautiful she was and find out if she could compare with girls like the Kocho sisters.
Not only that, I was curious to know how her body would look like since she was known to have supernatural strength since birth.
So all in all, I was excited to meet her.
But...
"They live in Tokyo?" I said while having flashbacks of the last time I was in Tokyo.
I encountered Muzan Kibutsuji the last time I was there and I promised myself to never visit the city again. The experience was unforgettable as it was the closest I had been to death.
"In the Azusa Ward to be specific." my uncle said with a nod.
"Is there any problem?"
"No." I shrugged. The part of me that was a simp for Mitsuri easily won against the part of me that feared Muzan.
"When should we go?" I asked and both my aunt and uncle looked at me weirdly.
"You are awfully excited about this so suddenly. Fine, if you want we can go today itself."
And so, the three of us headed towards the Azusa Ward of Tokyo after we finished our breakfast. Our visit would be a surprise for them since my uncle didn't know I would be so enthusiastic and therefore did not tell them.
It took us the whole morning and the early afternoon to reach the Ward. My uncle and aunt were not young anymore so the journey took some time even though we took carriages in most part of the journey.
Late in the afternoon, we reached the Azusa Ward and came upon the Kanroji's household. The house was decently big with a huge compound surrounding their home. It was obvious that their family was well off.
We entered the compound and looked around at all the flowers and trees. It reminded me of the garden back in the Flower Mansion. There was also a small, artificial stream with a red bridge over it to make the whole place authentic. I immediately recognized that as the place where Mitsuri was rejected many times.
The servants greeted us warmly and immediately went to inform the master. It did not take long for the head of the family - daddy Kanroji - to come out and welcome us.
"What an unexpected surprise! Thank you for accepting my invitation and coming so quickly." Kenji Kanroji said.
"Sorry for intruding out of the blue but my son could not wait to meet your daughter." my uncle replied.
"Is that so, thank you for your kindness Seiji. I've heard great things about you and I appreciate you going along with the arrangement of us old men." Kenji said, with a small bow and I bowed even lower to show respect.
"Come, let me give you a proper welcome my friend." Kenji said and led us to the house.
He and my uncle engaged in small talks as we walked. He also showed us around the compound for a bit before he brought us inside.
"I'm sure you all must be tired from coming all the way here. Allow us to host you for dinner, I will tell the cook to make more portions." Kenji said as we sat down in the living room.
"That'd be wonderful." my uncle laughed kindly.
Soon, other members of the family came to the living room and we introduced ourselves. I learned that Kenji and his wife had six children with Mitsuri being the middle child.
Their older children were already married and were living in the same compound but at different houses. The mother of the household was an elegant older lady with beauty marks under her eyes and oddly enough, she reminded me of my mother.
My uncle and Kenji engaged in a conversation where I also participated as the main topic was about me. My aunt on the other hand was entertained by Kenji's wife Junko as they left to look at the flowers in the garden.
Junko, as the mistress of the household also had to supervise the servants cooking and working. So that left only us three dudes to talk.
"So Seiji, I heard that you are a master of Kendo and you won even at national level Tell me, have you ever considered opening a Dojo?" Kenji asked.
Ahh, my most feared question.
My plan for the future.
There was no plan for me. It was honestly hard to plan for the future when I was not sure I would even survive past 25. It was a weird situation.
If things went according to the canon story, Muzan Kibutsuji would die in the final battle which would take place when I was 19. If we win and I survive, maybe I would consider opening a Dojo.
I could teach not only swordsmanship but also breathing styles to preserve the tradition of demon slayers. I have learned all five major breathing styles so I could definitely do that.
Also, maybe I should preserve the history of demons and demon slayers so that the sacrifices everyone had made would not be forgotten. It would be better than becoming fictional characters in Zenitsu's story.
It didn't even have to be officially recognized, it could just be a myth with enough evidence for people to believe in. That'd be interesting.
Anyway, to the question, I replied with an answer I had made many years ago. I was a kendo master, which was something Japanese people respected greatly due to the Samurai culture which had not completely died out yet.
I was also educated. And coupled with my family's legacy as military officers, I said I planned to do the same. My achievements in kendo tournaments and my family's connection would make it easy for me to thrive there.
It was a great plan, I would surely look like a boy with a good future ahead even though in reality, I was not sure I even had a future.
I planned on surviving and saving everyone but I was also not delusional.
The conversation went on as the two dudes kept glazing at me, but I was becoming quite impatient because I hadn't met the person whom I had come all the way to see.
'Where is she?' I asked in my mind. It had been an hour since we arrived.
"Excuse me, but can you tell me where the toilet is?" I asked out of the blue.
"Uhh, sure. Its that way." Kenji said and point to the left, "Go past the corridor and turn left."
"Thank you." I said and got up before walking away.
I allowed my head to turn and look around the house. My eyes released a glow as I used my X-ray vision to scan the entire house.
I walked through the corridor and then I suddenly stopped when I finally saw the person I was searching for. But I saw her in a state I never expected so I paused in surprise.
"....."
Then I changed my path from the toilet to the room where I found her. In a few seconds, I stood in front of the dark room where she was in.
I slid open the door.
"Wah!~" I heard a yelp of surprise.
I looked at the young woman with black hair and beauty marks under both her eyes. I was not really focused on her appearance, instead, my attention was on her expression and the situation.
"What are you doing?' I asked.
My usual stoic voice might have sounded colder to her because she flinched back like a criminal being caught committing a crime.
"I-I.." she stuttered as she looked at her own hands which were black from dye.
What I saw was not the bubbly perfect waifu that we saw in the anime. It was not the sweet and confident girl that I expected.
It should've been obvious. That girl did not exist yet. That was four years in the future.
What I got was something much more raw and real.
A girl trying to be something she's not because that's the only way she thought she'd fit in.
"Hello. I'm your future husband and I want to know..." I said and walked closer to her.
"What are you doing?"
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Comments
Mr.goldenweek
Ty
Welly973
Marry her
THE ONE ABOVE ALL THE LIVING TRIBUNAL
Marry her!
Mozuto
Did she dye her hair?
White Wolf
I think it should be propective husband because it hasn’t been finalised yet. He’s way too eager 🤩
