[She's oblivious, and have thought she had made her rounds with the swords efficiently. So she knows Ookurikara as well as she would've considered. He's a lone wolf, and she had often sorted his space. But she always wondered if he remembered who she was. He wasn't like the other Dategumis who would hold a conversation.
But there it was: a name on his lips that she thought she had hallucinated. No one really knew her name to be Sen. Perhaps he was saying someone else, her name had a similar version in Japanese.
Yet, as she starts to look at the magazine, she finds that there are pictures of her that she never seen before. Never remembered doing. Her mouth falls open as she feels the shock overtake her body.
When he enters, she looks up at him, eyes wide and speechless. Swallowing, she finally forces herself to say something.]
What is this...and how did you know my name?
[With this in front of her, she was convinced that he was speaking of her.]
[Oh. Oh no, she saw the pictures and now she's asking him. Asking questions he didn't want to answer. Not because of guilt or shame, but because of how ridiculous it would be if he say anything. Ookurikara stare at her, before he walk forward and try to snatch the magazine away from her hands.]
[She holds tight onto the magazine for now, looking around and noticing that they are alone. So she moves to quickly close the door before he can snatch the magazine and run.]
There, now we have a moment to ourselves, and no one to interrupt.
[This was too unusual to be interrupted. She turns back to him.]
Ookurikara...I've never been in such a situation, and I hardly reveal my human name because there has been no need. It's...not nothing. How did you...?
[She knows him. She knows the type of man/sword he is, from observing him. Surely he has an explanation for this? So she remains as patient as possible.]
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But there it was: a name on his lips that she thought she had hallucinated. No one really knew her name to be Sen. Perhaps he was saying someone else, her name had a similar version in Japanese.
Yet, as she starts to look at the magazine, she finds that there are pictures of her that she never seen before. Never remembered doing. Her mouth falls open as she feels the shock overtake her body.
When he enters, she looks up at him, eyes wide and speechless. Swallowing, she finally forces herself to say something.]
What is this...and how did you know my name?
[With this in front of her, she was convinced that he was speaking of her.]
no subject
It's nothing.
[Maybe he'll run away when he get the chance.]
no subject
There, now we have a moment to ourselves, and no one to interrupt.
[This was too unusual to be interrupted. She turns back to him.]
Ookurikara...I've never been in such a situation, and I hardly reveal my human name because there has been no need. It's...not nothing. How did you...?
[She knows him. She knows the type of man/sword he is, from observing him. Surely he has an explanation for this? So she remains as patient as possible.]
no subject
No, because it's a waste of energy (he doesn't want to hurt her). And now she's asking questions.]
It's absolutely nothing and that book... is just a book.
[A gravure magazine, yet a physical proof of his... adventures. But would she even believe him?]
Just give it back to me?