Out of Your Tree
A surreptitious sniff told him she was serious. And willing. If a kiss is what she's giving, then Tanjirou wants all she can give. "It'd be an honor," he says reverently, eyes closing as he leans in.
Tanjirou didn't see her smile turn mischievous. There's a brush of something warm and fleeting against his mouth… then he's pushed off the tree. Tanjirou yelps as he falls into the bushes below.
"Shinobu-san!"
"If no new mission comes for you," she's saying, cheeks rosy, and Tanjirou quiets down. "Leave at first light tomorrow. I'll wait for you at the next Wisteria House."
