Hi everyone! Airisuki, your new devoted author is here.
This is the story of Zen and my OC. If you having difficulties to imagine her, well... just imagine Sawako from Kimi no Todoke or imagine a Japanese traditional doll but with some messy bangs which fall on her face here and there perfectly. Ah you know what I mean.
Disclaimer: I don't own Nurarihyon no Mago, really.
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It was a quiet night. Too quiet that even the sound of fallen sakura's petals on the pool could be heard. Almost everyone in Nura's mansion had fallen asleep, except an old man and his loyal little fellow.
"Shodaime...!" the little Natto Kozo whined. "It's almost midnight already. Can I sleep now?"
"Ah... just wait a little longer. You said you would keep me in company, right?" the old man, or rather the supreme commander Nurarihyon said.
"But that's what you've been saying before too. Actually, who is this person we've been waiting for, Shodaime?" Natto Kozo finally dared to ask, after holding back his curiosity for quite a while.
"This person is the youngest child of my friend who long ago also join my hyakki yako and indeed has a very shy personality," Nurarihyon replied, but still couldn't satisfy the little fellow's curiosity yet. The old man smiled, "you'll find out. She would arrive very soon".
Natto Kozo decided not to ask further more. At least he got a clue that the guest they had been waiting was a woman. Silence came was once again. Die of boredom, Natto Kozo lied down and spacing off on the ceiling. He could only hear the sound of the old man sipping sake which Wakana served before. Tired and sleepy, the little fellow couldn't hold the temptation to take a nap, or maybe some sleep for his joy. Bah, the guest might not even come, Shodaime wouldn't mad if I take a nap or even fallen asleep through the night, Natto Kozo thought.
Just about a second he closed his eyes, suddenly sound of drizzle filling the air. "Ah, she has arrived," the old man said. Natto Kozo rose up in reflect to his words. The clear sky had turned cloudy as the drizzle soon turned to rain. A heavy mist then came, shrouding the gate. A carriage appeared, passing through the mist and gate until it finally arrived inside the mansion.
The carriage doors slid opened, revealing a young woman dressed in blue kimono and wearing a white hood, hiding her face delicately. Along the young woman presence there was a cat, Nekomata. Then she walked toward Nurarihyon who remained still on his seat and bowed down to him.
"Long time no see, Nurarihyon-sama," the young woman greeted politely.
"Well, well, you've grown up so much... Najika," the old man replied with a warm smile which made the young woman to rise and let down her hood a little to show her face as a respect. "My, you've became a beautiful young woman, just like your mother when she was young".
"I feel so honored to be praised by you, Shodaime," the young woman replied. Natto Kozo who had been silent for a while had fell in awe. He couldn't set off his eyes from her. Najika realized if the little fellow had been staring at her since she arrived. Being a very kind and well mannered woman, she could only let out a small chuckle at the little fellow which made him to blush so hard.
"Ahahahaha! You've been complaining so much before and now when she has arrived you fall silent," Nurarihyon laughed widely.
"Shodaime, I deeply apologize for having you awake in such time," Najika said apologetically. "If only I come in day, I wouldn't trouble you so much like this".
"It's alright. I understand your condition. Besides, I want to hear the words first spoken from you, her daughter, not from my informant. So is it true?" Nurarihyon's eyes stared her firmly.
The young woman stayed quite a while, hesitating to answer. "Yes, it is true, Shodaime. My mother, Ame-Onna has died," her voice tremble a bit, couldn't hide the glimpse of her sorrow.
Nurarihyon let out a sigh. He already knew this happen when a raining storm struck the city, as if it was mourning her death. "First Hihi, and now Ame-Onna... I guess we all are getting too old before we notice..." the old man spoke, gazing afar to the sky.
"I come here in regards of my late mother and both my older brothers to form sakazuki with Sandaime, Nura Rikuo-kun, as our pledge to assist and follow the Nura clan," Najika smiled when she spoke Rikuo's name. Oh how she longed to finally meet him again.
"Ah that's remind me, both of you have been friends since childhood. You must've missed him so much after years had passed. Well it's perfect then. Why don't you stay here for a while and talk to him about this?" Nurarihyon said. He turned to the forgotten little youkai who sat beside him, "Natto Kozo, wake Yuki-Onna and Kejoro. Tell them to prepare her a room".
"Y-yes, Shodaime," the little youkai rose up and ran through the corridor to Yuki-Onna and Kejoro's room.
"You don't have to do that, Shodaime-sama. I would just come the next day to meet Rikuo-sama," the young woman began to panic. She didn't want to give much trouble to the clan who had been protecting her family.
"What're you saying? It's only normal if I want my family to stay a while in my house, right?" the old man said and smiling widely, showing all of his teeth. Najika was lost in words, couldn't say anything in reply. "Come in, it's becoming chilly outside," Nurarihyon said as he stood up and walked inside the house.
Najika's face softening as Shodaime's words resounded in her minds. Family... she smiled at that thought. "Let's go, Nekomata," she told her cat to come along, following Nurarihyon inside.
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This is still the starter for the story. Actually I already finished the next chapters but right now I'm borrowing my friend's laptop so maybe I would submit it tomorrow.
Feel free to review. Critics are okay.
I wrote this for my own satisfaction.