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“That’s nice of you to say, Kaa-chan, but I’m not. If you knew anything about fighting, you’d have seen when we fought—I’m not fast enough to counter him.”
MISAKI GET UR ASS UP AND SHOW HIM HOW ITS MFING DONE
Matsudas to keep the bloodline strong by marrying women from powerful families. If you can fight, doesn’t that just prove that Tou-sama married a powerful woman?”
Love him for this
“Why would it bother me?” Mamoru said. “This is good news. I’m the son of two great fighters, instead of one. This is good. It means that I must be strong. I should be proud.”
IM GONNA CRY
How had a soulless block of ice like Takeru and a selfish thing like her created something so bright?
despite all of it, Mamoru was growing up into a good person.
“I’m not. I’m bouncing off your misplaced force and redirecting it against you. I’m sneaky like that.” “You’re amazing!”
God this must feel incredible
“No,” Misaki said. “Ten years ago, I might have been too fast. Right now, you’re just slow.”
Ten years ago? But hes 14…
I don’t know if I want to fight for an Empire that disrespects its koronu like that.
“Who’s Robin?” Mamoru asked. “He’s…” Warmth. Hope. The sun burning through the fog.
:(
Mamoru wasn’t much like her. Now that Misaki thought about it, he was more like the people she would have killed and died for.
“Of course not,” Misaki said. “Housewives don’t fight.” “I’m sorry,” Mamoru said. “I didn’t realize—That must have been hard for you.”
HES SUCH A GOOD BOY
“Mamoru was exceptional,” Ameno said. “This one may be better.” He shrugged. “Only time will tell.”
he had become a new creature—liquid lightning.
But instead of attacking again, Takeru gave a curt nod and said “Good.” “Good?”
Takeru could feel a dewdrop slide off a blade of grass halfway across the village—and
That’s crazy
She may never have loved Takeru, but he fascinated her, in the way that powerful theonites always fascinated her.
Takeru’s face bore few extraneous lines.
Bro is so boring…imagine being like this… just thinking about it hurts my soul lmao
For all her strange and mannish habits, she was still a woman, and it still wounded her pride to think that her husband did not find her desirable—that
until it occurred to her that if Takeru desired her, he would be moved to touch her more often. And she was content to have him keep those frigid hands to himself.
Maybe he knows that you dont like to be touched by him though. I cant stand up for this man tho, Wang is gonna have to give it her all if she ever wants me to like him
She had never seen him hit Mamoru that hard. Was it possible that there were cracks in the ice?
“Of course it is! Hyori is my friend.” “It’s not your place to criticize the head of this household.”
Fuck offf i could ACTUALLY NEVER
“Miii-sa-kiii!” Takashi sing-songed from the other room. “Where is the saaa-ke?”
Lmao at least someone is fun hahahah
“No need,” Takeru said. “He can have mine.”
Bruv is so LAME
“I hope you never do. You’re too bright to rust.”
Mamoru was studying in the next room with Kwang Chul-hee.
Surprised hes still allowed to see him
“Sure,” Setsuko said, “but it’s a stupid decision, and someone ought to tell him.”
MEEEE
Setsuko shrugged. “He knows I love him.”
Frfr
Takeru couldn’t lead his way out of a paper bag, she very nearly said aloud. You need a spine to lead.
DAYUM
It just makes him bored, cranky, and less fun in bed.” “Setsuko-san!” Hyori clapped both hands over her mouth and blushed so furiously
Hyori is gonna faint hahahah
“Why is Kwang’s boy in our house?” “He has a deal with Mamoru,” Misaki said.
Oh okay i didn't realize he wasnt home
“And you… shouldn’t you get home and prepare dinner for your husband?” “Oh—y-yes, Matsuda-dono.”
Id really like to give him a piece of my mind
“That was rude,” Setsuko muttered.
ON GOD. My girls are finna crash out soon
Hyori gave her a loving look that Misaki neither understood nor deserved. “You’re always so kind to me, Misaki-san.”
This got my eyebrows raising…"Is this sus or is she just doing something nice: a novel by me"
“Good night, pretty girl!” Setsuko said, waving Hyori off.
Broooo theyre so precious i love women
And Robin… well, she tried not to imagine what he might have written. It hurt too much.
:(
But when she searched her bitter little heart for a drop of gratitude, she came up empty.
Yeah queen because thats the bare minimum
The only nagiji on the kayiri were a set of familiar characters—a signature at the bottom of the text. Misaki felt herself draw in a gasp.
Its gotta be robin right
“Those are pretty words,” Misaki said, “but you haven’t seen what’s out there.”
Love her for this
What would you know about Ranganese people? Misaki wanted to snap. You’ve never met one, but she held in her anger. A woman didn’t speak to her husband that way.
SPEAK TO UR HUSBAND THAT WAY OR IM GONNA CRASHOUT
rage of fifteen years filled her chest, lifting her chin and pulling her shoulders back. “I’m taking the boys.” “Excuse me?”
MY QUEEEEEEN HELL FOKKING YEAH
Unintimidated, Misaki held his gaze. It had been too long since she had found the courage to fight for something. If she couldn’t fight for her own children, then who was she? What had she become?
Facts facts facts
But what Tsusanos had learned centuries ago was that a minuscule amount of blood, manipulated with pinpoint accuracy, could be the deadliest weapon of all.
Damn is she gonna clot this mfer
“Oh, and I wouldn’t use my jiya during that time if I were you,” she added. “Not unless you want to risk permanent damage to the muscles in that precious sword arm.” “You will regret—”
OH SHE A BADDIE
Inevitably, he would catch up to them. He would try to force them back. Then, would she hurt him? Would she fight him in earnest?
She had to go for Takeru’s head, she decided. He wasn’t like the enemies she’d dealt with in the past,
Damn what if he decides he wants to go with you? Is he truly the enemy?!
He took a step into the hallway, and everyone stepped back—everyone except Misaki, who had lost the ability to move.
YIKIES
she was certain for the first time that her husband could feel an emotion. He could hate.
And in a moment Misaki’s jiya, Takeru’s, Takashi’s, and Mamoru’s were all swept away by something foreign—something lighter and faster, but every bit as powerful.
Ayo wtf?!
“That’s not a coastal storm, Headmaster.” Kwang Chul-hee spoke the realization Misaki was too frozen to voice. “That’s fonya.”
"oh magic conch will i ever know the meaning of any of these words she keeps tossing in here?" magic conch: "…maybe someday…"
a roar—not quite animal, nor human, nor divine, but some shuddering thing in between.
Broooo this shit is going a direction i was noT expecting
