Thinking About RentedBoyfriend! Au With The Genshin Men.

Thinking about RentedBoyfriend! Au with the genshin men.

reader is your typical lonely rich person with too much time of their hands. So, with a need for physical contact, they sign up on a rental boyfriend website.

The boys are separated mainly by personality and certain physical traits. They all look really nice you have a hard time choosing your first boyfriend. Although the website had a lot of rough men and bad boys, you wanted to start out simple for your first time. Your cursor hovered over a certain profile, Xiao? He seemed nice enough, plus the photos of him at the gym were enough to convince you he was handsome. When you scrolled down to look at his timetable, it was obvious he wasn’t the most popular guy on the website but he had good reviews so you decided to make an appointment with him before you got into the shower. What you didn’t expect was for him to text you immediately after you got into the shower, only to find his texts 30 minutes later.

“I’ll have you know that there will be absolutely no kissing whether it be in private or public. If you insist on going out for our date then i have to make sure your outfit is up to my approval first. Under no circumstances can you tell anyone that we’ve met before when we are seen in public outside of dates. It also happens that I have a girlfriend, so while i may treat you with formality, you are not allowed to fall in love no matter what we do.”

10 dates and a heartbroken girlfriend later, he retracts his statement as he roughly pounds you into the bed at a love hotel that he begged you to stop by. Hes been so needly lately that you wonder if he has any time to get stuff done when hes not making your eyes roll back.

to be fair, he's a broke college student with no time during the day, no patience for retail customers, and an incredibly pretty face. his guardian/boss/whatever Zhongli is to him in this au probably wouldn't disapprove of his temporary career path, but for the sake of his own pride, he likes to keep it subtle, to make sure he never takes you anywhere anyone would recognize him or let your relationship grow into something else, something less financial than he'd like it to be. he's good at it, too, when his 'dates' aren't intimidated by his... uh, strong personality. and, as long as his professional life never overlaps with his personal life, he's fine with doing whatever his clients ask him to - for a generous hourly rate, of course.

that's what he tells himself as he starts contacting you pre-payment, at least, as he invites himself back to your apartment and fucks you over the sound of his (recently turned ex) boyfriend's calls. he writes it off as an obligation, a small extension of the responsibilities he normally takes on, but he's constantly hitting you up, constantly leaving bitemarks and bruises on your neck, constantly offering to take you places he wouldn't even bring up around you, a couple months ago. it's almost cute - just how clingy he is, how he pouts and furrows his brow whenever you try to say that you just can't spend time with him tonight. he puts on such a good act, like he really thinks the two of you are a couple. like he means any of the sweet things he says to you.

like he really thinks of himself as your boyfriend.

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ᜊ. k. ayato + k. ayaka, r. diluc + a. kaeya! — sibling helping sibling with girls is always a good deal!

𖦹 minors don’t interact.

𖦹 content: sub!fem!reader, unprotected sex, breeding!kink, slight degradation!kink, praise!kink, hints of cucking, tribbing, objetification, possessiveness.

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𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!! pt. 4

honey’s notes: redid the whole notes because this was really old, I had something written but, it wasn’t how I wanted the story to go, and so I have rewritten it, and hopefully this is better!

pairings : Zhongli, Ei, Venti, Albedo, Aether x reader.

reader uses they/them pronouns.

[content warning : arguing, swearing, kidnapping. drugging. muttering and borderline obsession from Albedo/Venti. Mentions of a dark room, can cause anxiety.] I would like it if anyone under 16+ would not interact with this specific chapter.

recommended song: everything I wanted - billie eilish.

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it has been days, since the incident. You refuse to look at your acolytes in the face, their pleads seem to get nothing out of you. Your phone has buzzed non-stop, your “friends” talking about pressing charges, and talking about how crazy, your “cosplay friends” were.

you sat in your kitchen, your coffee now gone cold, you didn’t know how it went wrong so fast. You needed to get rid of them, they didn’t belong here. Why did you even house them? Why couldn’t of you just told them to go back? Force them to work something out? You couldn’t help but space out, the sun’s rays hitting you from your kitchen window.

Zhongli and Venti stood in the entrance of the open kitchen, looking at you worriedly, you’ve been sat there hours ago. Just staring straight ahead into your kitchen window, your hands holding your coffee mug. They all knew you were angry with them. Could you blame them, though? They were reverent acolytes, everything they knew to do was in your name, it always was and always will be, till their dying breath.

Ei stayed away from you, she has cocooned herself is the guest room you’d allowed them to live in, any time you’ve walked past it, you’ve heard nothing but muffled mutters and repeated phrases from her. It creeped you out, as much as you loved Genshin Impact, this isn’t what you wanted.

You never wanted overbearing people in your life, never the overprotective glances, the suffocating clinginess they put on you, the responsibility of taking care of them, feeding them. They don’t have documents in your world, no proof of life. You knew they didn’t care to come back to their world or to stay, but they wouldn’t survive in your world, how could they? They didn’t exist as real people in your world.

You never wanted this, you’ve gotta remember that.

You let out a sigh, Venti and Zhongli perked up, you’ve moved, standing up from your seat and dumping your coffee into the sink, before looking at them. “You need to get out of here, this world, MY world.” You spat.

The two were taken aback, but, why? What did they do? Why did you want to kick them out?

“Why?..” Venti mumbled out, the small pitter patter of his feet approaching you. You put your hand up. “Don’t dare walk closer to me. Ever since you’ve been here, all five of you, you’ve done nothing but ruin my life. It was nice at the start,” you grip the edges of your kitchen island.

“But you’re a nightmare. You guys shouldn’t of come here at all, I thought, it would be nice, but you guys are scary and you’ve creeped me out.” You walked past Zhongli and Venti.

“but, your grace—“

“ENOUGH. I’ve had enough of your “grace” and god bullshit! I’m not a god! Stop putting that on me, don’t you hear me?! You’re not real!” Your hands push zhongli away, his back hit the wall, portraits and paintings fell from off the wall, colliding with your tiled floors.

“Stop this nonsense, okay!? I’m no god, I’m just a simple human being, why are you so dense? Has your belief turned you blind?!” You let your anger out, you were sick of it, the calling of your name as if it was a holy grail, the obsessive belief that anything you’ve touched has been blessed. it’s driving you nuts, you can’t live like this, it’s too much of a punishment, especially when you’ve done nothing wrong.

Zhongli and Venti stayed quiet, by now, the rest of the crew has come down to see the commotion. They stay silent as you held zhongli to the wall, you’re huffing angrily. “don’t you know, i bleed red, my eyes shine dull, they don’t shine stars, my hair doesn’t flow in the wind nor is it unnatural, i can’t command the nature of your world or mine.” Your voice felt like it was pleading, pleading to have them see that you’re normal, someone who’s got a common life, you grow, you work, you earn money.

You can’t grow money, you can’t heal anyone, you’re no miracle. “This, unreachable standard you’ve put on me along the months you’ve been here, it’s killing me. So please, just stop.” You let go of Zhongli as you step back, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. Not a peep from any of your…well. Them. Not a word, from them.

“Okay.” Albedo said. He calmly walked upstairs, hands on some papers he must’ve wrote some research on. Ei no longer cried, her eyes seemed dull, as if, a doll, her puppet. Aether’s eyes went through a myriad of emotions, from hurt, to confusion, to losing hope. He knew he shouldn’t of trusted you, held out hope that maybe, if he could bring you back home, you’d convince his sister to come back to him.

Venti looked at you, before your hands, red and scuffed, he mumbled something you couldn’t hear, before his hands held yours, “if you wish us gone, then, ill make that come true, just, don’t put your anger on us anymore, that was never our intention.” His hands lifted yours to his lips, a kiss on your fingers, feeling like a gentle breeze.

Zhongli walked away, after dusting himself off, not a word to you or anyone else, just left the room. You didn’t hear from any of them, the rest of the day.

you paced quickly in front of the door to Albedo’s and Aether’s shared room, you had wanted to apologize, you felt like you shouldn’t of yelled at them, you were angry, stressed. You knocked on the pale door, “albedo?..aether?”You called out softly.

“I just wanted to apologize, I, didn’t mean to blow up in your face, I was stressed and…” you weren’t sure if you should continue. “I just..I hope you know I didn’t mean it, you guys are just as stressed as me.. I know you’ve got stuff to get to, back home..” you fiddled with your hands, hearing no response you just sighed.

You had the same reaction to the room the archons were in, not an answer. You walked back to your room, feeling defeated. “goodnight guys.” You called out to the corridor, hoping that they were okay.

You got ready for bed, an uneasy feeling in your stomach. You weren’t sure if it was because of the fact that you’ve gotten no response, or that you’re feeling the guilt. You just hoped that you can sleep it off, try to ease yourself. Your hands ran down your face, a big sigh coming out of you.

You switched off your lamp from your bedside table, snuggling into your bed, blanket bunched up on you, being held tightly. You couldn’t sleep, your eyes wouldn’t close. You felt, like being watched. Like you weren’t alone. You scanned the room in the dark, you laid awake in the dark for a good while.

You clutched your blanket closer to yourself, unsure of whether to check out what’s creeping you out or not. after a good twenty minutes of laying in your bed in the dark, you decide to reach for your lamp when a hand clasped you mouth and wrist, a scream came out of you then, looking everywhere for your captor’s face.

“Shh, it’s okay, it’ll be okay. You’ve left us no choice, your grace. You’ve been in this world too long, too brainwashed into a mortal’s life.” The person whispered to you gently, you could feel the fear creeping up in your veins, your hands start to shake, tears starting to form in your eyes.

“I’m sorry, this will hurt a little.” A prick in your arm makes you jump, before squirming, the person holding you seemed strong, not before long, your eyes start to droop, you could feel your strength leaving as you tried to fight till the bitter end, before your eyes closed, you could see the moonlight enter your room, as the room faded out, albedo’s melancholic smile was the last thing you saw.

BLOOMING SEASON (pt. 2), kamisato ayato/reader.

SYNOPSIS... people like Kamisato Ayato who are not like the seasons do not have hearts that can withstand the test of time OR perhaps at the end of the day, you are well-deserved of change (or Sora says so).

⋆ warnings, kamisato ayato & fem-presenting!reader, gentle angst, hehe in-laws, THE CHILD (sora), introduction of reader's family, + comfort for once :) [making a part 3 bc i want a better happy ending tbh]

⋆ notes, thinking about how i was just sobbing my eyes out to 'nobody gets me' by sza for no reason

⋆ tags! @stellakito @iiyumii @neverlandlostchild @hotgirlshit5 @jureminha @yunniemai1 @iamnotobsessed @irisxiel @lumpywolf @mrs-heelshire @kunikuzushisbeloved @pineapplesneedrights @kiyoomiwo @hyunromi @simplyhumanlol @esthelily @chiisananingen

"Y/N-CHAN?" you know that voice too well, all the might in your body you used to hold yourself together wavering at the simple honorific.

your twin brother looks half asleep, deep burgundy hair lopsided and unstyled, black yukata not even properly tied, and eyes hardly able to remain open. even the guards at his chamber doors appeared startled.

you choke out his name, unable to even make it a step before your throat starts burning and closing up. gou wastes no time in rushing forward in that instant, vision alight and a worried emotion in his eyes as he pulls you into him.

for once in your life, you are grateful for him having grown into such a tall, well-built older brother, his arms firm and unyielding in the way they hold you against his chest. if you remember correctly, this was the way it had always been when you as the only daughter of the hayashi clan took the brunt of the elders' prevailing orders, from attending events in place of your late parents to managing foreign affairs for the clan.

or even giving yourself away to kamisato ayato in hopes of civilizing relations between the clans.

arms tightening just a little as you continue your sobbing, his eyes fall to akane who stands a little distance back carrying your resting daughter.

"anata? is everything alright? who's out there at this hour?" emica, gou's bride and perhaps one of your most cherished people, steps out from the bedchamber as well. gou is hesitant to let you go, but he does, allowing you to collect yourself just a little to face your sister-in-law. "y/n-san? you're—oh archons! come here, sweetie!"

you waste no time rushing into her arms, the smell of peach blossoms and the ocean filling your senses as she envelops you. if your loveless marriage had brought you any sort of joy (other than your daughter) it would be that gou was able to marry for love. kaedehara emica, oldest sister to kazuha and named matriarch of her clan in absence of her brother, she was a samurai to be reckoned with. albeit her brazen attitude towards the elders of the hayashi estate, she was kind and always ready to welcome you into her arms.

"gou, honey, bring sora to the twins' room and let her rest in there," emica says, her hand soothing against your back as she allows you to weep on her shoulder. "poor lady akane has had a long night and doesn't need to hold her anymore."

gou nods, "of course, dearest." another attendant appears to guide the three away down another hallway.

it takes a few minutes for you to recover, but emica is patient, never faltering in comforting you. after all, having been engaged only a few weeks before your parents would pass, she too would come to witness the cruelty of the elders and their treatment of the only daughter of such a highly regarded clan. she would scowl at the thought.

emica hums, "y/n-tan, are you hungry?" you meet her eyes, her expression soft and warm. "i bet cook will make his favorite patron some omurice if she were to ask~ hm?"

you laugh a little, throat a little hoarse from crying. you were a little dizzy, so you supposed some food wouldn't hurt. plus, chef was perhaps second to only your mother in terms of authority figures in your childhood. it would be a shame if you didn't stop by to pay respects to him. "i suppose you're right..."

your sister-in-law giggles, slipping an arm around your waist to walk beside you to the kitchen. "of course i'm right, i'm always right."

"I'LL kill that bastard, i swear it to celestia," gou seethes, setting his cup of tea back on the table. "how dare he speak in such a manner? has he forgotten his place?"

you are currently on your third plate of omurice, eyes observant as you watch the couple before you take in the information you have just set before him.

emica laughs softly, "now now, dear i'm sure even y/n would like to push war as one of the very last options of action. i'm sure she's at least thought of something more civil which might resolve the conflict at hand. y/n?"

you clear your throat with a sip of milktea. "divorce. seeing as how the yashiro commission had much to gain from this union, we have nothing to lose except friendly relations." you take another bite and speak once more after swallowing. "besides, had it not been for the hayashi clan, the raiden shogun would not have even considered a pardon for the yashiro commission all those years ago."

gou snorts. "i'm sure there are many things this whole damn city wouldn't have had, if it weren't for the most gracious hayashi clan." he sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose before once more meeting your stare. "your solution would definitely be opposed by the elders, is that something you're willing to take on?"

emica takes your hand squeezing it lightly and offering the warmest smile. she turns to her husband. "even if it isn't, she mustn't forget the simple fact that she won't be alone and never again will be."

the thought has you smiling softly to yourself. in light of all the struggles and conflict within the noble clans of inzauma, you were happy to find a home within the people you cherished.

"AUNTIE! auntie!" two giggling and nearly identical figures come running up to you, hugging at either of your legs. akio is the one who exclaims out, asking "when did you come home?"

kentaro, tugging gently on the skirt of your kimono on your left, though curious, refrains from being as loud as his counterpart. "is everything okay, auntie?"

you kneel down, embracing the two in a tight hug, ruffling their burgundy hair just enough to get them to exclaim out. you supposed they were at the age where they liked to keep up appearances, even if just a little. "now now, didn't your mother teach you it's rude to bombard guests with questions all at once? hm?"

reaching out to poke him lightly on the cheek, kentaro makes a frown, mumbling a small "told you so" to his brother, who in return sticks his tongue out. you let go of them, opting to hold their hands instead.

"auntie and cousin sora are going to be staying here for a while, there's some building going on back at uncle's mansion. is that okay with the twins?" you feel a small pang in your heart at the mention of your husband, whom the twins hardly ever see.

the two nod, akio once again speaking first. "that's okay with kentaro and akio! i hope the building gets done soon!"

kentaro hums in agreement. "as long as auntie is comfortable in our home."

"akio! kentaro! where are my little boys?" emica calls them from the entrance of the courtyard, waving lightly to you. the boys respond accordingly, going to run off to their mother, but not before kissing you on either side of your cheeks and racing off.

standing up once more, you wave back to your sister-in-law before she heads in with the boys, reminding you of why you came out to the courtyard, to begin with. "okaasan?"

sora stands behind you, a couple of sakura blooms in her hands, the beautiful pink petals still crackling a little with electro. you smile warmly, holding your arms out to catch her in your arms and hoist her on her hip.

"having fun?" sora giggles, nodding and showing you the bloom in her hand. her vision glows on her headband, lavender strands of hair threatening to spill out from behind the hairpiece.

"akio and kentaro were showing me around the garden and i thought okaasan might like a sakura bloom!" her smile is proud and chuckle.

"well, it's very beautiful, thank you." the two of you watch as she brings her powers to life, electrifying the petals only to scatter them in the air above. "where did you learn to do that?"

sora giggles. "guuji yae! i finished my lessons at the shrine early and she said to practice this so i could show you." pausing, she continues the next part a little softly. "okaasan's been sad lately and hasn't been playing with sora..."

an ache pulls at your heart. "awh, my sweet, i'm sorry," you apologize, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. "it's true, okaasan's been a little sad lately."

her small hands go to twist lightly at your hair. "does okaasan's heart hurt? sora's heart hurts a little when she's sad too!"

oh, my little sora...

"y-yeah... okaasan's heart hurts a little." you watch her expression carefully, her violet irises continuing to be attentive to your hair.

she taps her chin, as if to think. "hmm, kentaro says to get better from being sad you have to say 'farewell' to the things that make your heart hurt." sora smiles as she lets go of your hair, seemingly satisfied with her styling job. her eyes focus on your own.

"sora loves otosan, but if okaasan is sad, sora thinks it's okay to say bye-bye."

the pink sakura petals have begun to rain down, floating slowly with the absence of wind. sora cuddles softly against your chest, yawning softly. you think back to when ayato had called you naive to hope for love. "sora loves okaasan too."

you stare at the falling petals, the courtyard shifting in hues with the setting sun. it is quiet where you stand holding sora, the trees mute and the clouds watchful as they pass a mother and daughter from overhead.

your chest does not feel heavy when you weep this time, but rather, the ache seems to lessen as you cry softly with sora against you. it smells like spring all around you and you are comfortable in your kimono in the early evening. there are potted glazed lilies that have begun to peek out to watch you, the naku weed glowing softly around the perimeter. perennials all around have also begun to fill the greenery with pretty colors.

just as seasons change, you thought, so should you.

part 1 ! | part 3 ! (still in progress)

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Character: Young Morax | Zhongli.

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Warnings: slight NSFW, female Archon reader, yandere Zhongli in dragon form, unprotected sex, pregnancy, 18+.

The one who chose the way of domination and greatness was deprived of happiness and calmness.

With the smile of forgotten father on his face Morax was creating the new world — as the one who chose the way of power, he was suffering from this cursed might himself. He had never seen you, the Archon of Moon, but he heard enough about you.

Your people loved you deeply: you were protecting their fragile land, your bright stars helped lost sailors to find their way home. You lived as a hermit, enjoyed your peaceful isolation. You didn’t talk to your people, and you didn’t need them — they were seeking protection only, and you caused an eclipse every time intruders tried to find your land of appeasement and beauty. You let them join your neverending night, and they screamed prayers and praises when they saw the crescent shining in your hair. They fell on their knees when falling stars appeared in the sky, as they thought of it as a sign of your favor to them. They didn’t know the cruel reality: the beautiful falling stars with brilliant trails were your tears. Attached to the mother Moon, you spend hours in the Sky praying to her and taking care of her wounds, which were left by the war between Archons — the distant luminary had suffered too, and tears streamed down your face when you felt slow pulsation of living powers under her dusty ground becoming fast and chaotic as her wounds started to hurt from your light touches.

Morax visited your land on a chilly night of a hot summer. He crossed the restless sea to offer you a union — you shuddered when his piercing golden eyes looked at you with interest and desire. He was gorgeous: the sharp ends of his refined horns were glistening in the moonlight, the tough face of a warrior and heavy dragon tail reminded you of his nature — nature of a guard made of stone. His deadly calloused hands were clothed with a silk gloves, but you could feel how cold his skin was.

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"The God of Gods" Scaramouche x f!reader.

Warnings: contains Genshin quest spoilers, Honkai lore mixed with genshin(later on in the story), Scaramouche backstory, Scaramouche is called Kunikuzushi, my AU, not canon, Creator Au, I might get the lore wrong, angst.

You can find the story on my wattpad, the link is on my tumblr post.

English is not my first language, grammar errors.

Do NOT steal or repost while claiming it as YOURS. Reblog is welcomed tho <33

Art credit: @3kasa_vxv

Chapter 1

Second person p.o.v

You were sitting in the Tenshukaku, while a servant served you tea. "Now tell me Beelzebul, about that puppet of yours." The Shogun stared at you for a moment before gazing down at her own cup of tea.

"My lord, he is currently residing in Tatarasuna." She seemed hesitant to give you information about him, fidgeting with her kimono. You bring your cup to your mouth before saying "I see, I guess I should pay him a visit." The Shogun stood up, slamming her palms on the Chabudai.

"My lord this isn't necessary-!" You locked your gaze on hers. The electro archon rarely felt fear in her life but in your presence, even the strongest warrior would start trembling.

"Are you perhaps opposing my decision?" Realising her actions she sat down before regaining her composure. "No, my lord. I just do not wish for you to waste your precious time on him. He is weak and sensitive.. he might do something that will anger yo-"

"Enough Ei. I'll see that for myself but thank you for your concern. Now if you excuse me, I shall take my leave."

"I'll send guards to accompany you. If you allow me."

You got up before facing her "Thank you again but I do not need protection. No fool would dare to anger me even if their strength surpasses those of Archons. Don't forget that I created this world, Beelzebul. See you again one day, God of Eternity," you said before disappearing into thin air leaving a trail of golden stardust behind.

Kunikuzushi p.o.v

My own mother, she abandoned me. She saw no worth in me and I was discarded.

Why is it so noisy..?

Uh? Oh.. I was dreaming.

I rub my eyes, confused. What in Tevyat is happening? I yawn, getting up from the little comfort this bed could ever give me. It creaked, it was an old one that a friend gave out of pity. It was nearly evening but the village seemed louder than usual.

Out of curiosity, I decided to go outside to see what was happening.

The people of the village were kneeling infront of a weirdly dressed woman. Her beauty was incomparable to anything I have ever seen before. It was mostly like..she was shining.

How strange.

Second person p.o.v

You were looking amidst the crowd when you finally spotted a confused looking boy. He stared at the villagers before locking his gaze on yours. He didn't seem scared like the rest, he seemed more curious. He came closer, the people around him gave him side glances. But he didn't seem to notice them at all or was he perhaps used to it?

When he came close enough, he finally asked "Who are you?" Gasps could be heard. The village chief smacked him on the head before grabbing him by his hair, making him bow causing you frown at this action.

"I apologise on his behalf, my Lord!! He is still young, please forgive us for not teaching him proper manners-"

"Get your hands off him." You ordered the old man, gesturing for him to let go of the boy.

How could someone like him touch such a divinity? Insolent.

He gulped, finally releasing him from his grasp.

"Come." You pointed to the puppet. You could feel the nervousness of the villagers but not from him.

Amusing. You thought.

He scooted closer not even looking down once. You liked how bold he was, or was it ignorance? Either way, you liked it.

"You must be Kunikuzushi." You said maintaining eye contact with him.

"And you are?" The village chief was holding back all he had not to scold the young boy infront of him, but this action could cause all of them to die.

"This does not matter for now, but you may call me [name]. Im here from the Shogunate's order." You lied. Officially you lied, you came here from your own accord after all.

He stared at you blankly before opening his mouth but only for nothing to come out.

Oh I guess his relationship with her isn't good.

"Anyway, since I've come all the way here just to visit you. Why don't you show me around? It's been so long since I've been in Inazuma."

He looked relieve that you changed the topic and decided to go along with the conversation.

"How long has it been?" You looked at him before giving it a quick thought.

"Maybe 300 years? Its not that long now that I look at it... For the life of an immortal its a short time I guess. Well back to the visit. Let us go, shall we?"

He nods, showing you the way.

You stroll around the village before he finally breaks off the silence.

"Whats..whats your relationship with the Shogunate?" He finally asks hesitantly, he is sweating.

I didn't know puppets could sweat. How fascinating, and I have to say he resembles Ei like this.

You glance down at him before giving him a small sideway smile.

"I guess, you could say we are acquaintances. To tell you the truth, I did not come here because of her." You pause before turning to him to stroke his cheek.

"I was intrigued by what type of puppet she could have created. And I must say, I'm not disappointed." You could feel his cheek heat at the touch.

He must not be used to getting affection.

"Miss [name]--"

"My lord."

You two were interrupted by the village chief holding a letter in his hand. He was rather getting on your nerve but it seems like he came here for a reason so you let it pass for now.

"What is it?"

"The head of the Yashiro Commission ordered me to give this to you." He said bowing.

"The head of the Yashiro Commission... What is it?"

The Yashiro Commission already know that I am in Inazuma, I guess I shouldn't underestimate their resources.

He gives you the letter. The sight of Kunikuzushi next to you seems to make him tense up.

You eye the letter for a moment, it's a dinner invitation. You sigh, bringing your attention back to Kunikuzushi.

You glance from the letter back to him. An idea forming itself in your head.

Noticing your glances he asks you "What is it?"

"It's a dinner invitation, and I was perhaps thinking that I could bring you with me."

His eyes widden. A dinner? With him? He swears he heard something about Yashiro Commission too. He shakes his head, rejecting the idea "You must be someone important. I don't think it'll be appropriate for me to come."

"Being the Almighty Shogun's creation, I think it would be more than appropriate and..I'm pretty sure they won't mind. After all who are they to deny me of something?" You were smiling. It seemed so soft next to your words that he didn't find it necessary to question anything.