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The smell of death had become a scent that followed Yuichiro anywhere he went, in that destroyed world there was no escape from it. The colour of blood stained the planet, even the sea was polluted by it. The sky was tinted of shades that announced punishment for humanity’s sins. Everyone in the squad had their own encounter with death despite Yu only hearing rumours about it himself. Mitsuba had never really opened up about her past, Yu had never asked. However, her eyes had always been enough for him to understand they reflected the same pain his own did that he tried to hide deep down where the light of the day could not reach easily. The mission for that day had been clear; find more supplies and if possible protect the new human colony they had found on their way of their escape from Nagoya. It’s been already a couple of weeks when they took the decision to flee and it had not been easy to survive in the disaster just with their own strength. “It’s okay Mitsuba, no need to apologise.” his hand finally released his family’s shoulder now that he could see her breath had started to calm down again. So many times when he was a kid he had do the same exact thing for some of the Hyakuya children, where in Sanguinem they only had each other to overcome fear. He never told the kids that he was as scared as them, but they needed him as Mika said and he took that role for them, someone they could look up to and rely on when their worst nightmares would haunt their sleep.
“There’s no need to worry for the mission; Kimizuki, and Shinoa went ahead with Makoto, Yoichi is covering our backs from that building over there.” they did not expect to encounter that many Horsemen of the Apocalypse, they were all exhausted and Yuichiro was still fighting every day the namanari that was trying to go rampage. They had underestimated the situation and some innocent people were sacrificed because of them. They were all carrying the same guilt together. The sound of battle and screams was filling the air, Yuichiro’s eyes scanned the area surrounding them. “We can try to reach Yoichi in that building, we’d have some better cover and you could get some rest.” Yu brought himself to a stand, his hand offered to the girl for her to grab it. “Can you walk? I can carry you if you need me to.” he crouched down to stress out his point.
Of all the people that would have stayed behind to help her, it was unsurprising to Mitsuba that it was Yuuichiro. That idiot. Between the battle in Nagoya, them feeling from the scene and disbanding from the JIDA, there was a lot being carried on the small squad's shoulders. The battle in Nagoya was heavy and the group hadn't had the time to process any of it since they escaped. Guren's betrayal, the Demon Army killing hundreds of soldiers, Kimizuki's sister being a human experiment...
It was too much to process at once, so it was natural that it would all catch up to her at once.
She'd never realized how much PTSD she had built up over her years of service for the army. As a Sangū she had been taught from a very young age to forget unimportant things such as her feelings. But, after becoming a part of Shinoa Squad and learning to grow close with those around her, Mitsuba had learned that her feelings and the bonds she shared were precious.
That didn't stop her from feeling the guilt of it all. It was always in the back of her mind that she could cause the death of her dear friends-- no, her family, just as easily as she had caused the deaths of those in her squad before. Every time she saw the blood of her family splatter on the battlefield those images flashed through her mind.
Why was she always the one in need of saving?
"Yuu," she started as she accepted his hand and pushed herself up, "I can't become the priority. I can walk just fine, so we should regroup with the others and come up with a new strategy. Something isn't working here."
She had made a valid point-- she couldn't become the main focus of their mission. Not at any step of the way. "Our first priority should be regrouping and taking out these fourhorsemen."
As she shook off that heavy feeling of guilt, Mitsuba turned her gaze to search for Yoichi's hiding spot before looking to Yuuichiro. "Are you ready to go? You're not seriously still worried about me, are you? I'm fine, okay? Let's get moving already!"
#*:..。o○{ m. Mitsuba Sangū } I ʀᴇꜰᴜꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴜꜱᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. ○o。..:*#*:..。o○{ p. Yūichiro Hyakuya } ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪᴅɪᴏᴄʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ. ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ. ○o。..:*#{ I am excited to be able to use Mitsu more!! }#{ I'm telling ya throw Yuu at any and ALL of my ons muses if you want }#{ I haven't gotten to write Mitsuba a whole lot on here so I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to }
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