FANFIC BY MAYABLANCHEFLEUR (TWITTER: m_blanchefleur)

ORIGINAL STORY AND CHARACTERS BELONG TO KOYOHARU GOTOUGE

SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES. ENGLISH IS NOT MY NATIVE LANGUAGE.

WARNING: AFTER CHAPTER 204/SPOILERS


DAYDREAMING

One morning, after a night of deep sleep, Kanao woke up in her futon, wearing her white yukata. Her eyes were half open and unsheltered. It was another day of selling coal to Tanjiro, so as every morning Kanao got up early to prepare their breakfast. Kanao valued this moment very much, each day she did her best to be as good as Aoi in household chores. All that to be the best possible wife for Tanjiro. She often failed, but her husband's gentle smile encouraged her to continue her efforts. Getting up, she went to her mirror and sat in front of it. Still quite sleepy, Kanao took her hairbrush and began to brush her hair. Sometimes Tanjiro helped her do that, but on his days off when they woke up together and he never stopped praising them. No other man ever had that privilege of touching them, it was her wish that this would never happen. Remembering those moments, Kanao fell asleep again accommodating the upper part of her body where the mirror was. In her dream, Kanao found herself surrounded by flowers that matched her violet eyes. Her black hair danced in the wind and these flowers were bathed in strong sunshine. "That's right. I cannot survive without this sun". She thought by watching everything around her.

-...o ... no... Kanao! - A familiar voice called her name. Kanao finally woke up, but when she opened her eyes she got scared with those red eyes so close to hers taking a leap back.

- I'm sorry, I ended up sleeping again.

- It's all right, Kanao. I know how hard you're trying. If you want to go back to sleep, I'll take care of everything.

- No, not at all. I want to do this for you, as your wife.

- I'm very grateful, but don't try too hard.

-Yes, I'm fine. Ah...

-Hum?

-There's a favor I'd like to ask, so...

-Okay! Following the voice of your heart! Tell me!

-... Could you brush my hair again, please... - hiding part of her face with her hands and brush, Kanao made this unusual request.

It was no surprise to Tanjiro and he was happy to see Kanao following her heart and being more honest with herself. He gladly began to brush his wife's hair. It was the first time that Kanao asked such a favour. Once again he praised the softness of her black hair. She was lightly blushed.

- Kanao.

- You're with expectations, aren't you?

-Eh?

-I'm aware of that by the smell. - answers Tanjiro with a provocative smile.

- N- I don't know what you're talking about...!

Tanjiro did not reply with any more words. He hugged her from behind and with the fingers of his right hand he pulled some locks of hair from her neck kissing there. In the fright, Kanao felt a chill all over her body as her face blushed strongly.

- You're really cute, Kanao. - says Tanjiro cheerfully still embracing Kanao. - Even after all we've done, you're still so shy.

- Don't tease me...!

- Hahaha! Your hair is still beautiful, Kanao. The perfume too.

- Is it really...?

- Yes! I like it a lot!

Since Tanjiro and Kanao entered into a serious relationship, even before she got married, Kanao, like every girl started to worry about her looks. And smell mostly, as the person in question had a keen sense of smell. Seeking creams and perfumes with rigor so that she could please him. This she never told anyone, it is her little secret. Shortly after, the two made breakfast and ate together. Then Tanjiro was ready to go out and work selling coal as usual. By surprise, before taking the first step out of the house, Tanjiro stole a kiss from her lips.

- Tanjiro?!

- Too cute!I can't resist! I'm coming!

- B-Be careful...!

Kanao timidly answered, under the effect of the sudden kiss. With a husband who had become the key to her heart, who teased her in this way, awake or not, Kanao could not stop daydreaming about her beloved Tanjiro /p