#obamitsu fluff

[six-eyed-samurai]

Basically this was based off art by @sm0lb3tch (so credits again to them) and here we're going to make ObaMitsu canon, give the Kamado siblings new parents, give Muzan an aneurysm trying to find Nezuko when her whole family is a bunch of Hashira and as you can probably guess - deep breath - FOUND FAMILY TROPE.

Obviously in order for Obanai and Mitsuri to be the ones saving Tanjiro and Nezuko that fateful day we'd need to have them on the mission instead of Giyuu. For the sake of this theory Kagaya has assigned Mitsuri to accompany Giyuu, causing a very jealous and fuming Obanai to request (demand) to go in Tomioka’s place instead. Whether or not Kagaya is actually a shipper is up to you, but for whatever reason he says yes and Obanai proceeds to leave for the mission with Mitsuri a day or two earlier because he doesn't want Giyuu to argue with the decision when he finds out (he wouldn't) and wants some extra time with a certain pink haired crush. Mitsuri doesn't mind, she's more than happy a dear friend is accompanying her, after all!

When they reach the village Mitsuri’s a little embarrassed that she ordered so many helpings that the ramen store owner had to go out and buy more charcoal for the stove from the seller outside and Obanai's rather put out that the inn is too full for the both of them, not wanting Mitsuri to go camp out in the cold like she had suggested. Even more put out, in fact, with all the attention she's showering the charcoal seller, gushing about how he reminds her of her own brother and how hardworking he was to be doing this for his family - some idiot kid named Tanjiro something. At this point Obanai is having an existential crisis torn between disliking Tanjiro because Mitsuri's so nice to him (even feeding him a bite like in the Hashira Training Arc) and being nice to Tanjiro as well because whatever makes Mitsuri happy, makes him a happy camper. So he just settles for cold indifference.

(Yes, Tanjiro knows he's mad but doesn't realize that Obanai is mad AT HIM).

Anyways when Mitsuri expresses their problem of having nowhere to stay Tanjiro excitedly chirps that his family would be more than happy to have them over. Mitsuri, not wanting to be a bother, tries to refuse but Tanjiro insists so they compromise by letting her pay.

Then Obanai insists on paying but anyways-

We all know what happens from here so I won't go into too many details lest I bore you (small note that Tanjiro does not stay at his neighbour’s house this time and the timing is a little different to fit) but even Obanai felt terrible when they arrived and Tanjiro found his family shredded and dead. Since none of them realized Nezuko was a demon, Mitsuri helped Tanjiro begin carrying her down the mountain in order to seek help.

However the moment the truth was revealed Obanai immediately wanted to kill Nezuko despite Tanjiro’s pleas. Chaos ensues as is canon until an unsure-on-what-to-do Mitsuri finally succeeds in separating them when Nezuko suddenly defends her elder brother.

Mitsuri pleads for Obanai to reconsider, backed up by Tanjiro who says there's another demon's scent in the house so it wasn't Nezuko, at the very least take Nezuko to Oyakata-sama? If it was anyone else Obanai would have probably shoved aside to stab the demon, but since it was Mitsuri asking after all and as much as he hated to admit it he knew what it was like to have your entire family killed in such a bloody manner - so he agreed and we all know how the Hashira meeting went down.

I think I better clear up some points here, so because we have no very convincing letter from Lawyer Urokodaki to back Nezuko up we'll have Mitsuri testify that despite Obanai attacking her Nezuko made no attempt to eat him and only did a little to protect Tanjiro as well as a very grudging witness of a Serpent Pillar and why am I writing this like a court case-

Here's another important factor to how Nezuko gets off. In canon everyone dislikes (some of them at any rate) Giyuu and were very eager to have him punished and Nezuko killed, but here we have Mitsuri and Obanai as the defendants- uh, Hashira involved. Mitsuri is popular, so I feel like this would make everyone else more sympathetic to letting Nezuko live or just consider it. Obanai, not as much, but seeing how as Sanemi was the main aggressor in the canon events, I imagine he’d be pretty reluctant to throw his friend to the wolves as much as he hates demons. Also the journey to the Ubuyashiki House and summoning all Hashira would’ve taken time: time that would prove that Nezuko sleeps instead of consuming humans.

So, Nezuko and Tanjiro get off but Kagaya requests that they both become slayers to prove themselves and yadda yadda yadda. The catch is, he’s assigning Mitsuri and Obanai to do it.

(Once again we know not if Kagaya is secretly a shipper, but he said it was because a Hashira would be able to protect them both better and I don’t think any cultivator would want them.)

Mitsuri is ecstatic! Having the Kamado siblings live with her in the Love Estate is like having her younger siblings around again! You best believe this woman is treating them to six course meals (she eats twelve), shopping trips and really loves it when they come into her room for a sleepover to the point Nezuko and Tanjiro are faking reasons to just go in. A few “nightmares”, nothing much~~

Obanai, on the other hand…he’s definitely pissed off. Extremely so. But he wouldn’t disobey Kagaya and so grudgingly agrees to train Tanjiro. He’s as harsh as he was in canon, but I think at some point Obanai isn’t going to stay petty and jealous forever, and eventually warm up to Tanjiro and Nezuko’s sunny nature, probably after realizing Mitsuri just sees Tanjiro as a brother, Nezuko isn’t stealing ALL her attention, they could still hang out together alone and those precious moments he got to spend with Mitsuri a lot more.

”Aw, Obanai, that’s so sweet of you!” Mitsuri clapped her hands together, beaming at him. “I had no idea you cared about Nezuko so much!”

“…yeah, well, don’t mention it.” Thankfully his bandages covered his reddening face as he put away the wooden swords. What was Mitsuri so excited about? All he had done was to drape his haori on the sleeping demon when she suddenly dozed off in the midst of watching yet another brutal training session between him and her brother - a brother who was now being forced to run twenty laps around the Estate for even mentioning his actions.

“I know, but I can’t help it! You’re really a softie inside no matter what you say to Tanjiro!”

“What? Since when?!”

Mitsuri laughed at Obanai’s shocked expression. “Like yesterday! Tanjiro’s food was cold but he didn’t want to make a fuss at the restaurant but you went and demanded another plate, or when Nezuko shrunk and hid in my house you came over just to help us find her. Then it turned out she got stuck in one of the cupboards and you helped dig her out. Plus you’re always so nice to me too, like when you got me the socks, or offer to pay every time we go out to eat-”

“Okay! Okay! I get it, please stop, Kanroji…” Kaburamaru hissed reassuringly as Obanai quickly turned away from Mitsuri to hide his red face.

“You can call me Mitsuri, you know?” Mitsuri suddenly yanked him into a crushing hug excitedly, oblivious to Obanai’s flustered state. “Kyaaaaaaah! I’m so glad Oyakata-sama assigned us both together to train and take care of Tanjiro and Nezuko! I’ve gotten to spend so much time with my favorite Hashira - uh, wait, that’s Shinobu…so male Hashira! - and you’re actually really good with kids! I think you’ll be an amazing dad if we ever have our own kids one day!”

Silence.

“…I’MSOSORRYI’LLGOCRAWLINTOAHOLETOHIDENOW-”

“….that’s…a…nice….thought…”

“AAH, OBANAI, I MADE YOU FAINT I’M SO SORRY-”

Well, you can pretty much guess how they got together after that.

Because I’m a human and at the end of the day I’m lazy I will not elaborate and instead let your imagination run wild with how exactly they officially confessed after that night, broke it to the Kamado siblings and the rest of the Hashira and the messy details I can’t think of right now. I will, however, talk a bit more on how it changes the storyline.

Obanai eventually moves into Mitsuri’s Estate, shortly before the Final Selection (they celebrate with pancakes when Tanjiro comes back safely by the way; Obanai had a hell of a day trying to calm Mitsuri after she couldn’t stop crying worried that Tanjiro would be eaten. Now that I think of it, this might cause them both to go lodge a complaint on how the Final Selection is being run, because how exactly sending kids off to certain doom constitute as teaching? They should’ve done some other tests, one where they could monitor and guide where they did wrong and y’know, NOT MAKE ANOTHER GIYUU? (Sorry, I’m getting off track)).

There won’t be much variation for the beginning of the storyline, save for the fact Tanjiro and Nezuko have a home to return to in between for Mitsuri to cheer that they made it back and spoil while Obanai berates them for taking so long and fixes their ruined haori (I have like this idea that Obanai struggles with love language so he mainly sticks to small gestures like gifts revolving around clothes because you’ll use them every day and I dunno, if he was stuck in that cage in a house full of women he might’ve picked up a bit of sewing and figure out how to fix the holes in his loved ones’ haori?) as well as Tanjiro’s relationships with the Hashira change:

Obanai and Mitsuri aside, a major difference would be Giyuu. Tanjiro would not be developing a bond with him in this theory and honestly I feel like he would be the one to heavily advise against allowing Nezuko to live, therefore creating an enemy in Tanjiro. It doesn’t really help that’s he’s a loner whose words really don’t make sense to anyone and Obanai hates his guts, so it’ll take longer for Tanjiro to crack open his backstory and he would probably treat Giyuu like how he behaved to Sanemi in the Training Arc - “It’s okay! I don’t acknowledge you either since you didn’t want Nezuko to live.”

I’ll just skim through the rest of the Hashira before we move on. Shinobu, Rengoku, Sanemi and Muichiro would be a heck lot closer to Tanjiro and Nezuko since the four of them are on good terms with their adoptive parents, hence the Kamados would be seeing Shinobu a lot more often, cry harder at Rengoku’s death, soften Sanemi (perhaps fix his relationship with Genya?) and transform Muichiro into the silly boy we love earlier.

Do note, however, in this theory Tanjiro has mastered not one but TWO Breathing Styles and I’m sure he would then pick up Total Concentration Breathing a lot faster, so he’s definitely even more powerful in this universe. The same would apply for Nezuko, though in the sense that her physical prowess is better having been trained by two Hashira because even Mitsuri and Obanai can’t do anything about Blood Demon Art. Although, at the end of the storyline Tanjiro still learns Sun Breathing/Hinokami Kagura.

Another thing to be noted is that while I said MUCH variation that doesn’t mean there won’t be any subtle ones in Mitsuri and Obanai’s behavior and personality. I can’t really think of much for Mitsuri, other than the fact she’ll be more motherly and stuff, and probably really ecstatic that she’s finally achieved her dream of finding someone who’ll love her unconditionally and a family. I can see Tanjiro and Nezuko being really popular with her siblings as well.

For Obanai there’s a much bigger gap, as he’ll definitely mellow out and be less snarky. You know those gruff, serious dads who don’t show emotions or love easily but if you make a dumb crayon drawing from kindergarten he hasn’t taken it down from the fridge since and if some bully even implied you’re stupid they’re a goner because he’s there? Something like that for Obanai, I guess. Basically he’d be a lot less sarcastic and cutting with others and not as jealous because he knows Mitsuri is his and well…he’s not gonna admit it but he’s actually very touched when Tanjiro said he’s really glad he’s his new dad (Uncle Sanemi and Godbrother Muichiro anyone-).

BUT BUT BUT the big difference arrives on Mount Natagumo: home of Rui.

Instead of Giyuu and Shinobu arriving it’s ObaMitsu because what parent doesn’t worry about their kids, especially when they hear it’s a Lower Moon. So in this case it’s Mitsuri off to go save Zenitsu with Nezuko, whom Tanjiro had ordered to go help their surrogate mom navigate the crazy mountain and find Spider Sister, although Mitsuri is going to kill her with a lot more compassion…and leave Tanjiro to attempt to get Obanai off from stepping on the remains of Rui.

Okay, serious question, do you think Obanai would stomp on them more to be petty-

(DON’T KILL ME, I’M SORRY, I LOVE RUI AS MUCH AS THE NEXT PERSON, IF NOT MORE.)

Back to the storyline, this time round the reason Tanjiro and Nezuko are taken to yet another Hashira meeting is due to being able to celebrate the success of having finally slain one of the Twelve Kizuki. They still will go to the Butterfly Mansion, of course, most probably because their adoptive parents have missions of their own and honestly do you really trust them to be your doctor?

Anyways, aside from the little differences like it’s Mitsuri who brings her adoptive kids to the Swordsmith Village and Obanai going to the Entertainment District to go pick up his kids it’s all yadda yadda yadda, so we can pretty much guess what happens next, therefore I’ll jump straight to the two endings/outcomes that would be changed because of this theory. Depending on your mood today you can read the Bad Ending or jump straight to the Good Ending and don’t say I didn’t warn you <333 (I gotta go hide before you hunt me for the Bad Ending, ta!).

BAD ENDING:

Notice how not once did I say that Obanai and Mitsuri ever got married though?

Bwhahaha. Now I am. And you’re not going to like it.

Obanai had the ring (helped picked out by Nezuko). He had the plans (dinner made by Tanjiro; Shinobu would be babysitting the kids that night). He wanted it to be memorable when he would finally ask Mitsuri to allow him the privilege of becoming a Kanroji and probably officiate the adoption of Tanjiro and Nezuko.

But it all got shoved aside when they had to do the Hashira Training. Obanai slowly regrets waiting that long, but while he’s not an optimistic person in general he hopes that afterwards he’ll get the chance when everything is so perfectly in order. Of course Muzan took one look and thought “absolutely not” - and deposits them all into the Infinity Castle.

So it’s only in their dying moments that Obanai confesses. He can’t even put a ring on her, because she’s lost her arms.

Mitsuri said yes and asks if they’re reborn would he still marry her?

He says yes. At least they die happy. Unable to be pulled apart even in their last moments.

(Tanjiro and Nezuko ensure to carve a love poem into their headstones and bury them in wedding clothes, so at least they can be together in death.)

GOOD ENDING:

Now that Obanai and Mitsuri have SOMETHING to live here they’ll live on in this theory. Mitsuri armless and Obanai totally blind, but hey, with diligent kids like Tanjiro and Nezuko they would be well taken care of no matter what, rebuilding their family slowly.

Eventually Obanai and Mitsuri are blessed with their own kids! Five, if I remember what happened in canon, so because I’m self-indulgent let’s simultaneously rebuild the Kamado family and combine the OC children I originally made for them. Nezuko’s delighted to receive two twin younger sisters and a baby one, spending majority of her time with them doing their hair or just playing dolls (Zenitsu steaming mad because they keep stealing her attention and don’t like him). Tanjiro feels like he’s got his own siblings back again with the Kanroji’s two rowdy boys who often beg him to teach them swordsmanship and perform the Hinokami Kagura. Does Obanai gift them all tiny snakelings? Absolutely. Does any of them inherit Mitsuri’s hair? One or two, but Mitsuri’s sakura mochi is a family recipe now (I’d like to think Kotetsu somehow managed to forge a pair of mechanical arms for her).

Oh, imagine Mitsuri and Obanai at Tanjiro/Kanao and Nezuko/Zenitsu’s weddings! Mitsuri would be amazing mother-in-law for anyone and you bet your ass that she helped plan the best wedding possible for them, welcoming Kanao and Zenitsu happily into the family and perhaps being a little embarrassing for the newlyweds because she’s asking when they plan to have children or a honeymoon - sorry, she can’t help it, she’s just so excited! Obanai dislikes Zenitsu INTENSELY (he dislikes all boys near his girls, but Zenitsu the most funny enough) and makes it VERY known with glares and snide remarks; he likes Kanao better though, so he’d probably tell Tanjiro to treat her right or he’ll give him a walloping blind or not.

AND WHEN THE KIDS COME-

(exhales, clears throat, reminds myself that other people are watching) So I hope YOU cried, because I did. And I’m not totally cruel, alright! So for funsies here’s an extra snippet in which Mitsuri and Obanai reincarnate as the godparents of Tanjiro and Nezuko’s descendants:

“Are you-” The man ran his hand through his already unruly ponytail again. “Are you actually stupid? You better be. You have to be. You can’t possibly not be.”

“I’M SORRY! I REALLY AM! I DIDN’T MEAN TO POUR IN SALT INSTEAD OF SUGAR! TOKO, HELP ME!” Yoshiteru was a snotty, emotional mess as always, even more highly strung when faced with his godfather Obanai’s cold rage…especially after he made a mess of himself as usual.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE STILL ASKING ME FOR HELP AFTER THAT!” Toko smacked her brother upside on the hand. “Don’t even associate with me right now! The cake must be disgusting, and Tojuro can only distract Sumihiko for so long before he comes to the restaurant!”

Obanai pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out another exasperated sigh. “We’re going to have to start all over again; Yoshiteru, get out of the kitchen and if I see you so much as pop your head by the door or so help me-”

“Hey, hey, Obanai, you don’t have to be so harsh! It was a genuine mistake after all!”

The pink-haired woman pulled her husband into a quick hug, pressing a quick peck to his temple that left him tomato red under his face mask. Kanata followed from behind, holding a tray of fresh baked goods and obviously bewildered by what was happening.

“Mitsuri - I told you I could handle this - you need to rest-”

“What, sit back and do nothing for my godson’s birthday?” Mitsuri pouted, rubbing her swollen belly. “I’m sure baby wants to help as well!”

“SEE? IT’S NOT SO BAD!” Yoshiteru hollered, desperately trying to escape his sister’s glowering. “Tojuro’s good, he’ll probably keep Sumihiko occupied for a really long time!”

“Oh my god, just get out of the kitchen and go help Mom and Dad set up the restaurant for his birthday party or something!” Toko gave him a powerful kick out the door.

“HEY! Aren’t the Agatsuma girls supposed to be sweet and gentle? You’re a monster!”

“A monster who can bake a cake without creating disasters!” Obanai barked.

Mitsuri laughed. Obanai could never get enough of that sound. “You’re going to be a great dad…”

“…thank you…you’ll…you’ll be a great mom…too…”

“Sorry to interrupt Iguro-san fainting again but Tojuro just called and said Sumihiko is coming back,” Kanata said matter-of-factly, shutting off his pinging phone.

“WHAT?! TOJURO THE TRAITOR-”

Yoshiteru seemed to have awakened Obanai from his near faint. “What did I say about coming back into the kitchen?!”

[luvnami]

mission critical: baby alert! - kanroji mitsuri and iguro obanai

note - 'tan' is a baby-ish way of pronouncing 'chan'. read the other baby alert fics here! more notes at the end

cw - cute baby mitsuri and obanai :3

banner - gakuen babysitters

word count - 1k+

“guro-tan! guro-tan!” mitsuri chirps. 

she chases the black-haired hashira around a low coffee table, giggling all the way. you stand a short distance away with a tray of cookies and juice. 

obanai seems nervous. his blush peeks over the top of his cheeks where his bandages stop, and kaburamaru is even more anxious as the snake slithers to hide in the opening of obanai’s black and white kimono. 

not long after being summoned to shinazugawa’s estate, your kasugai crow had once again cried out for you to depart for the love residence as soon as possible. there, you were greeted with the sight of both the love and snake hashira in their teeny tiny forms. 

thankfully, mitsuri had a housekeeper that usually looked over her precious bees, but you had recruited her in your most dire moment of need to assist you in babysitting. she was currently cooking dinner, which would be ready in a few hours. 

“kanroji, you shouldn’t run around like that. you’re going to fall-” before you can even finish chiding her, you hear a dull ‘fwump’. 

obanai stares. his eyes are blown wide as he stares at mitsuri, who had tripped and fallen face-first into the hardwood floor. kaburamaru peeks out of his kimono and flicks his tongue. 

“kanroji! are you alright?” 

you hurry to set the tray of snacks down and rush over to mitsuri’s side. you help her stand back up, noticing her glassy eyes that are full of tears. there’s a large, red bump on her forehead. it’s almost comical at how swollen it is. 

“kanroji? are you okay? does it hurt?” you soothe, rubbing her back gently. 

mitsuri nods firmly. her small hands fist the material of her kimono, desperate to not cry, especially not in front of obanai – who continues staring at her. you help mitsuri to sit on the nearby sofa. you then brush back her bangs, observing the injury.

“i’m going to go get a cold rag. can you wait here for me, kanroji?” you ask. “iguro, can you wait with her please?”

the little ones look at each other. a thousand thoughts run through obanai’s head as he thinks and thinks and thinks, but ultimately he gives you a resolved nod. you smile. 

“good, i’ll be right back.”

you close the door behind you with a soft click. inside, obanai still stares at mitsuri wordlessly. he wants to say something, but comforting words have never been his strongest point – especially not when he has the vocabulary of a one year old. mitsuri sniffles and swipes at her eyes roughly with the back of her hands. then, kaburamaru realises he must do something to urge obanai on. 

the snake prods at obanai’s cheek, trying to get his attention. he then slithers down his owner’s arm and bites the end of obanai’s sleeve, tugging him closer and closer to the snacks you had left on the table. 

obanai’s eyes light up. it takes him a bit of effort, considering how the table is almost as tall as him and his limbs are short and not the best at stealing snacks, but he puffs his cheeks up and narrows his little eyebrows in determination. 

“hmph!” 

obanai stands on the tip of his toes and reaches out with his stubby fingers, finally managing to flick a little cookie close enough for him to grab. his eyes light up and kaburamaru lets out a hiss of approval.

but now comes the most difficult part – handing the cookie to mitsuri, who had been watching obanai the entire time. she had been distracted enough by him to momentarily forget about the pain and her sniffles had long since fallen quiet. 

obanai turns, clutching the cookie in both hands. he can’t bear to look at mitsuri in her eyes. so he chooses to stick the sweet out and turn his head away from her, heart racing. 

“for me, guro-tan?” mitsuri asks. 

obanai nods, still hiding his face in his shoulder. mitsuri leans forward to grab the cookie and she giggles happily. 

“fank you, guro-tan!” 

she bites into the cookie and giggles even as crumbs fall across her lap. mitsuri kicks her little feet happily. obanai’s face turns red once again and his heart soars, almost too much for him to bear, so he’s relieved when you return to the room with some gauze and medical supplies.

you fuss over mitsuri’s injury and obanai stands close enough to watch you clean and tape a piece of gauze over her forehead, but far enough that he won’t be a bother. kaburamaru flicks the end of his tail satisfactorily. 

the rest of the day goes injury-free, thankfully, and mitsuri eats twice her body weight in omurice that her housekeeper prepared. when you finally settle them down for the night and tuck them into their beds, obanai clings onto the edge of your uniform. 

“hmm? is something the matter?” you crouch down, smoothing back his ruffled hair. 

mitsuri snores away in her own bed. you had decided to put them in separate bedrooms for… well… the impending change that would happen in the morning, but obanai seemed rather reluctant to sleep on his own. perhaps he was scared of the dark? you sit obanai down on his bed and show him the electrical bedside lamp.

“here, i’ll leave this on for you. kaburamaru will be right next to you, so you won’t be alone, alright?” you smile. 

obanai stares at the lamp, mesmerised by its warm light. he gives you a soft “okay”, then lets you tuck him into bed. you can’t help but smile, but that soon fades when you remember how scathing adult obanai could be. with both the babies tucked into bed, you head to your own room and turn in for the night. 

.

“ahhh! iguro, you were so cute!” mitsuri gushes. “you were so small and tiny, and you gave me snacks to calm me down… ahh! you’re the best!”

obanai turns away, clearly embarrassed. you were glad that the morning after had gone smoothly, sufficiently better than waking up to sanemis screaming, anyways. 

“iguro, i’ll bring you some homemade cookies next time! to thank you for today! okay, iguro? okay?”

you watch the two hashiras amble off into the courtyard for their next mission. hopefully you wouldn’t be seeing any more babies soon, though you have an odd feeling that this encounter won’t be the last…

note - which hashira do you want to see next?

[nayrring]

Obanai after getting scolded by mitsuri for mistreating tanjiro during training :

[xxlady-lunaxx]

sanemi never thought he could ever want someone so badly. he would kill to press his lips against giyuu’s, he would live every life if he got to see giyuu in each of them. he was on his knees, praying, wishing, hoping that he might just be enough for giyuu, might have a chance. he took back every time he teased obanai for his infatuation with mitsuri. he understood much more than he wished. this adoration — this pure, torturous want to be the one giyuu loved, to be the one in giyuu’s arms, to be anything for him because somehow, in some way, giyuu was everything for sanemi. he desperately needed him. he needed to be someone important in giyuu’s life. he needed to be in giyuu’s life. just giyuu and sanemi and nobody else.

[reallypleasanttree]

Domestic Obamitsu ficlet with Obanai brushing and braiding Mitsuri’s hair.

Mitsuri sighs as Obanai weaves his fingers through her hair, dispersing the argan oil from her scalp to tips. It is a simple ritual they started when she moved in. He was curious about her hair care routine, so she led him through it. 

She’d shower after work, allowing the warm water to rinse over her sore muscles. The shower allows her to ease the tension and stress from work. Afterwards Mitsuri dries off her body and changes into pajamas. Then she stands in front of the mirror to oil and brush her waist length hair. Once it is smooth and free of knots, she would begin braiding her signature style. 

Now they’ve been living together for six months and her routine became their routine. Mitsuri sits on the floor in front of the couch settled between Obanai’s legs. While he brushes her hair starting with the ends, she talks about her day. Obanai hums his agreement or comments. The task becomes second nature to him as he runs the brush over her hair. 

The soft tugs bring her comfort as her long tresses fall down her back. She closes her eyes reveling in the simplicity. Obanai sets the brush on the coffee table. He massages her scalp. She leans her head back and blindly reaches up to caress his face. The scar’s ridges have become so familiar she would be able to trace them from memory. He leans down to kiss her lightly. 

“You’re going to mess up your hair,” Obanai says, stroking her face. Mitsuri opens her eyes to see his teasing smile. This gentle teasing was reserved solely for her. She lifts her head and stares in front of her again. 

“One of the parents brought in homemade cookies for a student’s birthday. They made matcha latte tea cookies. They were nice enough to give me the recipe, so we should try making them this weekend,” Mitsuri says. 

“They weren’t too sweet, were they?” He asks. Mitsuri begins to shake her head, but he holds her head in place to stop her. “What did I say about messing up your hair?” He asks with a hint of amusement. She laughs and continues to discuss her day. 

Obanai separates her hair into three sections. He threads one section into three and threading her pink and green locks into a braid. Over, under, over,  under. He ties it off with a hair tie that matches the color of her green tips. 

She swears she could fall asleep as his deft fingers work. Every movement reminds her of his methodical nature. He wasted no actions, even with something as mundane as hair braiding. The thought brings a smile to her face. He told her once that braiding her hair helps him relax. He finishes the last braid and kisses the crown of her head.

[silvermarley]

Someone pls gimme the motivation to write a Obamitsu x reader fic 🙏🏻

[sapphickocho]

Obanai who has trouble eating and Mitsuri his wife, who makes the most delicious food for him, never pressures him or anything. She understands what its like. Mitsuri's food is the only food he can eat and he adores it.

[ehluuhnee]

elusive dream art for @reallypleasanttree 💓

I really love how Obanai thinks of Mitsuri w the sakura petals going about in the wind. I love them sm.

(I do not own copyrights to the song!)

[chizukimp4]

I got pestered to start editing again and here we are woopsies

[thebutterflyeater]

This is probably the last time I'll post about it here, but I went ahead and put up chapter two of my Obamitsu fic on A03! I just wanted to say thank you again to those who have expressed interest in it and I really hope you like it!

I have no idea how to tag it or make a master list (because I'm slow with technology), so the title is "Beware of Nuts" by Laureatsbutter. Enjoy!

[ivylovesdogs-blog]

Obamitsu What-ifs… (part 1)

Before I start, I wanted to give credit to @venomousviperz for brainstorming this idea with me! It’s truly so cuteee! Now onto the idea!

Mitsuri and Obanai get paired for a mission at Mitsuri’s hometown and so Mitsuri decides they can have a mini picnic date after their mission. However, the night before their date, Mitsuri’s parents tell her that they need help taking care of her sister, Seika, and her other siblings aren’t available. Mitsuri initially suggests to cancel the date, especially since she knows Seika needs more supervision when outdoors, but Obanai says it’s alright.

The next day, they start off their date at Mitsuri’s family’s home (they stayed at a temporary residence for the safety of Mitsuri’s family) to fetch Seika up. When they reach the front door, a teenage girl jumps to hug Mitsuri. The girl points to Mitsuri and says “Sakura?” and Mitsuri echoes it back and introduces Obanai (who is holding a basket of food behind Mitsuri). The girl points to Obanai and says “Snake?”.

Obanai is incredibly confused and doesn’t reply. Mitsuri’s mother joins them and introduces the girl to be Seika. She then explains that Seika isn’t very good at remembering people’s names so she makes up her own names for people by naming them after other things, and hopes that Obanai doesn’t mind. Obanai shakes his head and whispers “Yes…I have a snake.” and Kaburamaru peeps out from behind his neck.

Seika quickly gives Obanai a tight hug which catches him by surprise before walking out of home door to hold Mitsuri’s hand. Mitsuri’s mother says that Seika had been waiting all day for them to arrive and apologizes for the last minute arrangement. Obanai replies that it’s alright and Mitsuri’s mother bids them farewell.

As they walk down the street, Mitsuri holds Seika on one hand and Seika waves her other hand in front of her face while skipping and humming. Mitsuri holds a one-sided conversation of how Seika looks really happy and tells Seika about where they’re going. Obanai initially follows behind them but notices that the streets are getting more crowded as they approach the city market. He speeds up to walk next to Seika and tries nudging her hands downwards when she waves them above her head, but she weaves her hands around his and hums more animatedly.

Mitsuri is about to comment how Seika is enjoying the game Obanai is playing with her when a burly man looks over at them and waves. Obanai roughly nudges and places his hands over Seika’s as the man walks over to them. Mitsuri and the man have a short chat to catch up and Seika continues waving her hand in front of her face while Obanai tries desperately to block her from doing it. Seika gets a little frustrated with Obanai blocking her way and grunts which catches the man’s attention to look at them.

The man asks “Where did Seika’s hands go?” and Seika waves her hands widely with a squeal and gives the man a big hug before Obanai can stop her. Obanai is about to apologize when the man starts playing Peek-a-boo using Seika’s hands which makes her squeal harder. After a few rounds of Peek-a-boo, they bid the man farewell and continue walking. Obanai is on edge every time anyone looks their way but like the man, they all greet them with a smile and play with Seika for a while before bidding them farewell.

Mitsuri notices Obanai’s confusion and explains that her neighbors have always been incredibly friendly to Seika even though she acts differently from other children, so he doesn’t need to worry about Seika being harmed or judged in any way. She then explains that she doesn’t know how it works but Seika is more calm when she can skip, and hum, and waves her hands around, so her family has never stopped her from doing it so long as she doesn’t run away. He acknowledges and tries to still his hands but he’s still on edge whenever other people walk past or look at them.

They finally reach the grass patch and Seika almost runs away but Mitsuri calls her back to help set the mat down. After Seika helps Mitsuri with setting the mat, she goes up to Obanai and gently tugs the picnic basket in his hand. Obanai is confused so Mitsuri translates that Seika wants to help set the baskets down as well. Obanai tries to help as well but Seika repeatedly nudges him to stand outside the mat and says “Snake no!”. Mitsuri explains that she forgot that Seika likes to set the picnic mat and baskets neatly before allowing everyone else to sit on it.

It takes some time and when Seika is done, Mitsuri quickly rinses hers and Seika’s hands before Seika leads her and Obanai by the hands to sit down. Seika then grabs a dorayaki from a basket before squeezing to sit between Obanai and Mitsuri, and she rocks side to side (bumping shoulders with Obanai and Mitsuri) as she munches away. Obanai tries moving further away and Mitsuri feels apologetic that Seika is making him uncomfortable. She gives Seika a brief but tight side-hug and then explains that Seika can rock smaller as Obanai doesn’t like the shoulder bumps. Obanai is about to say it’s not necessary but Seika says “Snake?” and Mitsuri imitates her. Seika then rocks a smaller amount and continues eating another dorayaki. Mitsuri then digs into her Sakura mochi and Obanai watches them eat.

Suddenly, Seika takes a dorayaki and pushes it towards Obanai while saying, “Snake?”. Obanai tries to insist that he isn’t hungry but Seika continues moving the dorayaki towards him while saying “Snake?”. Mitsuri points to a basket and tells Seika that she can pass the tororo kombu miso soup to Obanai instead. Seika quickly takes the bowl of soup and puts it in front of him while saying “Snake.”. He thanks her for the help but Seika nudges the bowl towards and says “Snake.” again with a small frown. Mitsuri is about to explain that Obanai can eat later but Obanai decides to take a small sip of soup. Seika then continues eating her dorayaki and Mitsuri tries to keep her shock to herself. The rest of the meal continues this way with Seika nudging Obanai to eat occasionally.

Seika wanders off to play with the plants a distance away after she’s done with her dorayakis. Mitsuri apologizes that Seika can be a little pushy about everyone eating at the same time since she that is their family tradition. Obanai says that it’s fine since most families have that tradition, and he finds himself surprised that he’s not actually too bothered by it. Seika comes back and leads Mitsuri by the hands out of the picnic mat and repeatedly says “Sakura?” while jumping and spinning around. Obanai watches them have fun and finishes the last of his soup.

Just then, Seika says “Snake!” and tries leading his hand. He tries to reject but Seika pouts and says “Snake!” repeatedly until he stands up and follows her. Seika leads him to stand with Mitsuri and makes them hold hands with each other and her. She says “1, 2, 3!” and starts jumping around in a circle and falling onto the grass with Mitsuri, but Obanai is confused so he just walks and stands still when they fall down.

Seika lets go of Mitsuri’s hand and says “Snake?” with her palms open. Mitsuri translates that she wants to hold his hands instead so he hesitantly agrees. Seika says “1, 2, 3!” to start the game again but she moves her arms and jumps more and Obanai almost trips. Mitsuri tries to hold back her giggles and tells Obanai that Seika wants him to jump more because that’s how the game is played. Obanai jumps hesitantly with her and squats to the ground when Seika pretends to fall on the grass. Seika smiles and says “Snake yes!” and makes him hold Mitsuri with one hand again.

They continue to play this game and Obanai starts to smile as he watches Mitsuri and Seika smile. As the game continues, he starts to jump around with them more naturally and he laughs when Mitsuri trips accidentally on her own feet and they all fall onto the grass. Mitsuri gets caught off guard and starts to tear up. Seika notices and tries to wipe Mitsuri’s tears (albeit a little clumsily) and Obanai apologizes for laughing. Mitsuri quickly says that she’s crying from happiness because she had never seen him smile like that before. Obanai looks away out of self-consciousness but Mitsuri assures him that his smile is beautiful thing she’s ever seen.

Obanai wants to ask if she really means it but Seika drags both of them to their feet for another round of the game. He watches as Mitsuri’s smile widens and Seika’s smile widens along with it, and he finds himself smiling along too as they fall onto the grass again.

[rainbowfey]

16 Yes, No, Maybe

@flufftober

Mitsuri paced from the door to the window, peeking out, then back to the door. Thoughts whirled through her head as she nervously bit her lip, wrestling her urge to backtrack. When she heard a soft knock at her door, she almost jumped out of her skin and quickly ran over, ripping the door open.

“Shinobu,” she called out, her voice trembling with relief. “You’re here! I’m so glad to see you, come in.”

And before Shinobu could even greet her, Mitsuri pulled her through the door, closing it behind her. She scurried along the hallway, her heart racing. “Would you like something to eat? Something to drink maybe? How about –“ she bubbled.

“Mitsuri, hold on,” Shinobu interrupted her with a soft laugh. “Can I at least take off my shoes first?”

Mitsuri stopped dead in her tracks and looked down. And indeed, she had dragged Shinobu along the hallway without even giving her the chance to slip out of her shoes. Blushing, she quickly let go of Shinobu’s wrist and nodded. Shinobu smiled at her and took off her shoes, diligently placing them on the shoe rack. Then, she walked back to Mitsuri and looked at her expectantly.

Mitsuri took a deep breath and led her to the living room, calmer this time. She motioned for Shinobu to sit down and while she did, Mitsuri dove into the kitchen and grabbed the plate of Sakura mochi she had prepared. She carefully placed them in front of Shinobu before she ran off again to get two glasses of water. When everything was served, she finally settled down too, sitting across from Shinobu who looked at her curiously.

“You seem nervous,” Shinobu said, tilting her head. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes,” Mitsuri replied quickly before correcting herself. “Well, no. I mean, I don’t know.”

Shinobu’s face took on a concerned expression and she reached for Mitsuri, gently grabbing her hand. “What’s the matter, Mitsuri?” she asked.

Mitsuri looked down at their hands and sighed deeply. Suddenly, she felt a bit embarrassed by the whole situation. Shinobu was a healer and regularly handled badly injured demon slayers, sometimes even fighting for their lives. And here Mitsuri was, stressing about something that had not even happened yet and that certainly was not of any significance. Well, except to her, of course.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled. “It’s not that important.”

Shinobu gently squeezed her hand. “If it’s important to you, it’s important to me too. Please tell me what’s on your mind.”

Mitsuri looked up and a wave of gratitude surged through her body. For quite some time, she had admired Shinobu from a distance, always wishing to get to know her better but their individual duties as Hashira had not given them the chance to do so. But one year ago, Shinobu had surprisingly invited Mitsuri to dinner and since then, they had grown so close that she could not imagine a life without Shinobu as her friend anymore. She smiled at Shinobu and her heart melted when Shinobu returned her smile.

“Thank you,” Mitsuri said softly. She hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. “So, I need your advice on … a situation.”

Shinobu glanced at her curiously before suddenly, a small grin appeared on her face. “Could it be that this situation is wearing … I don’t know, maybe a haori with black and white stripes? Maybe even a bandage covering, hm, half of their face?”

Mitsuri instantly blushed and her face felt hot when Shinobu laughed to herself. “Uh, maybe,” Mitsuri said, avoiding Shinobu’s gaze. Even though she had not yet officially told Shinobu about her feelings, she had the vague inkling that Shinobu might have known even earlier than she had. After all, this was not the first remark about Obanai that Shinobu made to her.

“So, let’s just say you’re right,” Mitsuri hesitantly continued, “and let’s assume that I have decided to … ask someone out on a date. How would I go about that?” Shinobu’s eyes widened and her face lit up. Her voice lost all of the tender teasing when she leaned closer. “For real, Mitsuri? You’re finally going to ask Obanai on a date? That’s wonderful!”

Mitsuri stared at the ground and her shoulders sank down. “I thought about it,” she quietly admitted. “But I don’t know whether I should do it. What if he says no?”

For a moment, the room fell silent and when she reluctantly looked up, she saw an entirely bewildered expression on Shinobu’s face. “Are you kidding me?” she asked. “Mitsuri, this man has fallen so hard for you. Why on earth would he say no?”

Mitsuri blushed and nervously wrung her hands. “Maybe he doesn’t like me that way,” she said quietly. “I just don’t think I’m brave enough to go up to him and ask him.”

Shinobu eyed her pensively before she suddenly nodded. “Well, then you’re just not going to do that.”

Mitsuri looked up in surprise. That was not the reaction she had expected, especially not from Shinobu. But then, it started to make sense. Shinobu wanted to spare her heart and that was why her advice was to not ask him out and –

“Mitsuri,” Shinobu said softly. “I’m not trying to say you shouldn’t ask him out. But you don’t have to do it face to face if you’re not ready for that yet. I have an idea what you could do instead!”

A weight fell off Mitsuri’s heart and when she leaned in curiously, Shinobu’s eyes took on a mischievous sparkle.

Mitsuri gathered all of her courage, took a deep breath and then carefully peered around the corner of the building. She sighed in relief when she saw at least a dozen demon slayers training with their katana while a slender silhouette watched them attentively. To her luck, Obanai was sitting on the edge of the well in the middle of the open space, facing away from her. The only chance he would spot her was if he noticed her from the corner of his eye. But since he was entirely focused on his trainees, this did not seem likely to her. When she was sure he had not noticed her, she turned her attention to Kaburamaru who had loosely wrapped his body around Obanai’s shoulders as usual. She cursed silently. Of course, this came as no surprise but she had hoped to catch one of the rare moments where the snake was slithering around on the ground alone.

Mitsuri straightened her shoulders and came up with a plan. She waited for a moment until the sounds of the training demon slayers grew louder, then she whistled softly. And as she had hoped, Kaburamaru’s small head turned around, searching for the source of the sound, while Obanai still watched the demon slayers. Kaburamaru’s tongue flicked as he gathered the scents from the air around him – and suddenly, his head shot up and he met her gaze with his red eyes.

Mitsuri smiled at Kaburamaru and made a small gesture with her hand, hoping that the snake would understand, before she quickly dove back into the shadow of the building shielding her from Obanai’s view, should he turn around. She sat down against the wall, her heart beating rapidly in her chest while she waited for Kaburamaru or Obanai to show up.

It took less than a minute before she heard a soft rustling. Curiously, she looked down only to see a small head peeking around the corner. “Kaburamaru!” she said excitedly and the snake flicked its tongue happily before slithering towards her.

Mitsuri held her hand out and Kaburamaru wrapped around her arm as if hugging her. When he had found a comfortable position, he looked up at her curiously, his eyes shining like rubies. While Mitsuri did not have the same bond with him that Obanai had, she knew enough about Kaburamaru to know that he was perfectly able to understand her. And for the most part, she had also learned to interpret his behavior so that it sometimes felt like they could actually talk to each other.

“I need your help, Kaburamaru,” she said quietly and the snake tilted its head, listening attentively. “I’d like to … uh, I want to ask Obanai something but I can’t do it in person.”

Kaburamaru hissed softly and she blushed before reluctantly saying, “I’d like to ask him on a date.”

At those words, Kaburamaru perked up, hissing excitedly. He nudged her with his small head and she had to laugh at his enthusiasm. “I guess that means I have your approval,” she said with a smile and Kaburamaru moved his head in a small but firm nod. “But I’m not brave enough to ask him in person. Shinobu had an idea and I’d like to do it that way. Do you think you could deliver Obanai a note from me?”

While asking, she pulled a small piece of paper from her pocket that she had curled up into a little scroll. Kaburamaru eyed it curiously and then nodded again. He gave her a soft nudge before slithering down to the ground again, looking at her expectantly. She chuckled and carefully placed the scroll on his back so that it looked like a tiny backpack. She pulled a thin pink ribbon from her pocket and gently tied the scroll to Kaburamaru’s back while he held perfectly still, watching her attentively. When she was done, she leaned down and looked at him slightly worried. “Is this okay or is it too heavy? I can take it off if you’re not comfortable!”

Kaburamaru tilted his head as if to say ‘I’m stronger than you think’ and dodged her hand when she already reached for the ribbon. His hiss sounded amused when he touched her hand with his head tenderly. Then, he slithered away quickly as if he did not want to give her the chance to change her mind. And when she watched the tip of his tail vanish between the blades of grass around the corner, her heart started beating faster again. Now, she did not have the chance to backtrack anymore. Now, it all lied with Kaburamaru as her small messenger.

Mitsuri’s palms started feeling sweaty when she crept closer to the corner again, fighting her urge to whirl around and run away so that she did not have to see Obanai’s reaction to her message. But then again, she wanted nothing more than to see his face when he read the note and this desire was even stronger. Her heart thundering in her chest, she peered around the corner again just in time to see Kaburamaru reaching the well.

Obanai turned around just a little bit and she could see the surprise in his eyes when he noticed the scroll on Kaburamaru’s back. He held his hand out and gently picked Kaburamaru up. When he had carefully untied the ribbon and taken the message, he placed Kaburamaru on his shoulder again where the snake snuggled up against his cheek, looking down at the paper in Obanai’s hand curiously. Mitsuri saw the bandage covering Obanai’s mouth moving but over the noises of the training demon slayers she could not make out what he was saying.

Mitsuri’s breath came shallow when she watched with wide eyes how Obanai slowly unfolded the scroll, a concentrated expression on his face. His eyes flickered from one side to the other when he read the words she and Shinobu had agreed on. And then, his expression hardened and he furled his brows. Mitsuri’s heart sank when she saw him shaking his head curtly before pulling a pencil from his pocket, scribbling something onto the paper. Even from where she stood, she could see his eyes darkening and his face looked unnaturally stiff when he rolled the paper up again and handed it to Kaburamaru.

Mitsuri sank against the wall, her blood rushing in her ears. Her hands started trembling when she realized the full extent of the situation. Shinobu had been wrong, they had erred, Obanai did not like her like that at all. In fact, his expression had looked more like the opposite. And now, Mitsuri had revealed to him what she felt, making herself vulnerable and complicating any joint missions that might come.

Her heart sunk when she heard the soft rustling announcing Kaburamaru’s return. She closed her eyes and reluctantly knelt down. When she opened her eyes again, Kaburamaru looked at her from his ruby eyes and for once, she was glad that he could not show her the pity he probably felt. Her chest tightened when she reached for the paper he now held in his small mouth. Her hands shaking, she slowly unfolded the paper but stopped halfway through when her question appeared.

‘Would you like to go on a date with me?’

The sight of her neat yet excited handwriting made her heart sting and while she knew which of the three squares he had ticked, she did not want to see it black on white. While discussing the plan with Shinobu, Mitsuri had hoped that Obanai would at least choose ‘Maybe’ if he did not instantly tick the square that said ‘Yes’. But only in the darkest corner of her mind had she imagined how she would feel, should he choose ‘No’. And now she knew that it stung even worse than she had anticipated.

A soft nudge made Mitsuri look up. Kaburamaru was still with her, touching her hand with his head, hissing quietly. She sighed and nodded silently before taking a deep breath and unfolding the rest of the paper. She looked up at the sky for a while and then, when she felt ready, she looked down at the paper.

Two squares were empty. The third had a thick cross in its middle and beside it, Obanai had scribbled down a few words. Mitsuri stared down at the paper for a moment before the words started to make sense.

‘Yes’, the box said. And next to it was written, in an elegant handwriting, ‘I’d love to’.

Mitsuri’s head shot up – and she met the gaze out of two eyes, one of them yellow, the other of a beautiful teal color, that looked directly at her. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the bandage moving as Obanai grinned at her, amusement sparkling in his eyes. And then, he winked at her and nodded.

Yes, I’d love to go on a date with you.

[kakushigotofanclub]

Me: I should write a cute wholesome Obamitsu happy ending AU!

My brain: Okay hear me out: it starts with Kaburamaru fucking dying

Me: WTF NO!!

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Obanai hated the phrase ‘I love you.’ It was never spoken with sincerity. ‘I love you,’ as a blade carved through his jaw. ‘Because I love you,’ as he was thrown in the cell once again, vulnerable and attacked. ‘She loves you,’ as ‘she’ drank his blood. Nothing but white lies. Nothing but a sugar coating over a ball of mud, feeding it to him, smiling as he choked. So it took him a while to accept it when Mitsuri told him she loved him.

He trusted her, truly. With all his life. But he couldn’t believe that it was sincere. No doubt, she’d take it back. It was a joke. She would find someone better than him one day, leave him behind. He wouldn’t be anything more than a vague memory in that beautiful mind of hers. Because she was so much more than him—because he could never be truly loved. Right?

But Mitsuri loved him. She said so. She said it with such sincerity. She said it while holding him in her arms, speaking quietly. As if it were their little secret. How much they loved each other. How much she loved him. As if it were just between them, as if they were the only people in the world—as if all her love, all of it, was… all for him. Only for him.

Because she loved him.

Truly.

[reallypleasanttree]

I can only write fluff for Obamitsu currently.

“I’m here,” Mitsuri said excitedly into the phone. It was nearly midnight on Christmas Eve. Her train had been delayed to Hiroshima. She was supposed to get here before 9 P.M. She exited the doors with her suitcase. 

The winter wind hit her face and she shivered. She wore her blush pink coat and white hat. It still bit through the coat and layers of clothes. 

“I’m outside the gate,” her fiancé said, his smooth voice was like a gentle touch these days while they were separated. 

“But I said I’d meet you at the hotel since I was delayed. You didn’t have to stay up for me,” Mitsuri said and walked towards the gate. He already had trouble sleeping in unfamiliar places.  

“I wouldn’t have been able to sleep until I knew you got here safely,” Obanai explained.

Then she saw him and a giddiness filled her. It was a wonder if she was ever going to lose this feeling when they reunited. Her mind was weightless as he smiled widely from across the station. It was the smile where his eyes closed slowly as if he was still wearing the mask or bandages. She grasped her phone tighter and charged. Obanai was never one for public displays of affection. She crashed into him and breathed in the familiar amber-pine scent. Obanai held her and stroked her long hair. 

“Did you miss me?” He whispered jokingly. 

“Of course.” Mitsuri hugged him tighter. 

[dreamitsuri]

crush on you | obamitsu

pairing: obanai iguro x mitsuri kanroji

genre: social media au

obanai has had a huge crush on mitsuri for the longest time, and everyone knows it already. they've been begging him to confess his feelings for her already but he's hesitant. he doesn't see himself good enough to be by her side, he's afraid of not being able to make her happy, he believes she deserves someone who's so much better than him.

one night, obanai's feelings for mitsuri were too strong to be kept inside his heart, so he decides to write a post about them on his twitter account and drift to sleep. not knowing he posted them on his main account where he's mutuals with mitsuri instead of his private one.

the next morning, obanai wakes up to his phone blowing up with texts and dms but one particular person catches his attention immediately: mitsuri. he hurriedly opens the chat and a mortified look makes its way onto his face upon reading her messages.

mitsuri: so who's this girl that you have a crush on, iguro-san? she's definitely a lucky one! :D

he gulps, should he tell mitsuri that the girl in question is none other than her? clearly she didn't seem to notice that he included her initials in the post. or should he play dumb and say it was just a prank or something? he's never felt this torn apart in his life.

meanwhile obanai doesn't realize there's an equally anxious mitsuri awaiting for his reply on the other side. seeing her crush (yes she also has a crush on obanai but she was too shy to confess) posting about having a crush on a girl made her mind spiral with worry. she even regrets asking him about it because she's not ready to hear him talk about another girl in a romantic light.

finally after what seems like forever, obanai sends his reply to her and almost drops his phone. he instantly regrets his decision, what if she rejects him and he loses her as a friend forever? but it's too late to turn back.

the moment mitsuri's phone dings she instantly checks the new messages sent to her by obanai.

obanai: she's the cutest girl in the whole world, she has the most beautiful smile i've ever seen. her name is kanroji mitsuri.

obanai: i have always had a crush on you, mitsuri. from the very first moment we met. i know i'm far from perfect, but if you give me a chance, i promise i'll make you happy for as long as i can live.

at that moment mitsuri feels all the worry and stress that burdened her heart earlier immediately leave, replaced by sheer happiness knowing that her feelings for her crush have always been mutual. she grabs her phone and types her reply to obanai before sending it.

mitsuri: i know i'll be the happiest girl with you! i love you, obanai-san.