like my lungs when i'm breathing in

by stormilys

Shinobu-san's anger is a constant, spicy tang beneath her genteel smiles, but an elusive scent of sweetness—of peace, wafts instead when Tanjirou is with her.

34. The Wrong Idea

The Wrong Idea

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Tanjirou blanked out. She thinks I like Kanao? "I-I don't like Kanao-san…!"

"Oh? I thought you were just sucking up to me because you fancy Kanao, Tanjirou-kun," she airily replied. "Is my sister lacking in any way? Ah, do be careful with your answer!"

"You've—"

Her eyes lit up. "No? Aoi, then? Because it can't possibly be one of my three young aides. My goodness!"

Tanjirou resisted the urge to groan when she rattled off more names, male ones this time. "No," he weakly replied. "I… they're a she, but… I don't think she understood me when I told her."