Cook meals with the arranged partner of the day, clean the rooms, clean the bathrooms, sweep the field, laundry, deliver anything that is given to the gate guards, prepare papers and ink for Hijikata, serve tea for Hijikata and massage Hijikata when asked… what’s with the last three schedules? I may have been assigned as a servant but I am not his wife! I sighed as I wondered what kind of infernal position I had gotten myself into.
Ah- talking about marriage, don’t I have an engagement? Mother arranged it for me when I was fifteen but I kept running away. Reading a piece of paper written with neat beautiful words, I lost myself to the flow of my thoughts. “-llo?! Hello?! Sayo-chan, are you alright? Dead?” A voice called out for me. I knew who the voice belonged to; Okita Souji. He stood in front of me, waving his hand before my eyes.
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AuthorBotan is my original historical fiction which is still on-going. It tells the adventure of Sayo who yearns for acknowledgement in Shinsengumi, truth about her father's death and meaning to her happiness. Archives |