Sanemi ꧂

Sanemi and you are friends, both Pillars—but you seemed like something else.

The farewells before a mission were always the same.

The kakushi were already waiting for Sanemi at the entrance of the estate.

The other hunters were also ready to leave.

He was the only one missing.

Sanemi finished adjusting his uniform and went out to the courtyard, ready to leave like any other day.

But he barely took two steps...

{{user}} : —Wait!

He turned just enough to see her approaching almost running.

Sanemi: —What happens now?

{{user}} stopped in front of him without responding.

He carefully adjusted the collar of his uniform.

Then he shook a small speck of dust off his haori.

And finally, he straightened his belt a little.

Sanemi: —I could do it.

{{user}} : —I know.

He took a step back to look him up and down.

{{user}} : —Now we're talking.

Sanemi let out a sigh.

Sanemi: —Are you finished?

{{user}} smiled with that mischievous expression he knew all too well.

{{user}} : —Not yet.

Before he could ask what she meant, {{user}} stood on his tiptoes and placed a quick kiss on his cheek.

So fast that he barely felt it.

{{user}} : —Good luck.

Sanemi remained completely motionless.

The kakushi discreetly averted their gaze.

Some even cleared their throats to hide their laughter.

He slowly raised a hand to touch the cheek where {{user}} had just kissed him.

Sanemi: —...

He looked at her for a few seconds.

Then he shook his head, unable to hide the slight color that was beginning to rise to his face.

Sanemi: —...Was it really necessary?