[ the betrothed of their young master could never embarrass himself. if Yuji-sama wanted to, he could do whatever he liked and nobody would stop him.
as for the majordomo, well. he is simply doing his duty, is he not? but then the young man turns his head, cheeks rosy from the warmth and the steam and Nanami finds himself almost entranced by the view. then delayed: ]
I see. It is our great fortune that Sukuna-sama would send you to us, Yuji-sama.
[ his hands rest on Yuji's shoulders briefly before resuming their task of washing away the soapy suds. the temptation to linger here, hidden away from the rest of the household, whispers softly, putting a serious strain on Nanami's resolve. ]
[ Yuji has no idea if he'd be a good ruler, even if he's just a partner in it rather than doing anything directly. Sure, the staff might like him, but there's something awkward about the fact that he thinks he has no idea what he's doing.
What if he messes up? What if he ruins things? It could be terrible... ]
Do you think I'd be allowed?
[ Blinking, he tilts his head, beaming at Nanami. ]
I was told it wasn't the kind of thing I was meant to do any more.
[ it is true. Yuji-sama has an inherent kindness in him that they aren't accustomed to, at least not to that extent. that is not to say that they are mean or cold people but they do come across as more reserved sometimes. if the young man shows an interest in ruling, Nanami is certain it would improve the relations with the other houses.
a little thoughtlessly, Nanami's fingers curl under Yuji's chin to tilt his head back in order to pour water into the young man's hair, and lets a small laugh escape at the question. ]
It can't have been the young master. I'm sure you've noticed that fighting is one of the things he enjoys immensely.
[ another soft laugh as he shampoos the soft pink strands, massaging Yuji-sama's scalp. the young master would be delighted to have an equal sparring partner. it would definitely work in Yuji's favour. ]
There is no one around here who can tell you 'no', Yuji-sama. You are free to do whatever you like.
[ Because who would want a pretty, handsome spouse that was too muscular and designed for fighting? Yuji was meant to be demure and soft now, not a soldier, a warrior, someone prone to fighting. He might not be able to get rid of the callouses on his hands, but... He can at least work hard to be the best kind of husband that he has the power to be.
Sighing softly, he looks over at Nanami with a small smile. ]
I don't think that's true. I can't do everything I want.
[ Like kiss the head servant. Stuff like that. Closing his eyes, he tilts his head back. ]
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as for the majordomo, well. he is simply doing his duty, is he not? but then the young man turns his head, cheeks rosy from the warmth and the steam and Nanami finds himself almost entranced by the view. then delayed: ]
I see. It is our great fortune that Sukuna-sama would send you to us, Yuji-sama.
[ his hands rest on Yuji's shoulders briefly before resuming their task of washing away the soapy suds. the temptation to linger here, hidden away from the rest of the household, whispers softly, putting a serious strain on Nanami's resolve. ]
Would you like to resume that kind of training?
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[ Yuji has no idea if he'd be a good ruler, even if he's just a partner in it rather than doing anything directly. Sure, the staff might like him, but there's something awkward about the fact that he thinks he has no idea what he's doing.
What if he messes up? What if he ruins things? It could be terrible... ]
Do you think I'd be allowed?
[ Blinking, he tilts his head, beaming at Nanami. ]
I was told it wasn't the kind of thing I was meant to do any more.
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a little thoughtlessly, Nanami's fingers curl under Yuji's chin to tilt his head back in order to pour water into the young man's hair, and lets a small laugh escape at the question. ]
It can't have been the young master. I'm sure you've noticed that fighting is one of the things he enjoys immensely.
[ another soft laugh as he shampoos the soft pink strands, massaging Yuji-sama's scalp. the young master would be delighted to have an equal sparring partner. it would definitely work in Yuji's favour. ]
There is no one around here who can tell you 'no', Yuji-sama. You are free to do whatever you like.
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[ Because who would want a pretty, handsome spouse that was too muscular and designed for fighting? Yuji was meant to be demure and soft now, not a soldier, a warrior, someone prone to fighting. He might not be able to get rid of the callouses on his hands, but... He can at least work hard to be the best kind of husband that he has the power to be.
Sighing softly, he looks over at Nanami with a small smile. ]
I don't think that's true. I can't do everything I want.
[ Like kiss the head servant. Stuff like that. Closing his eyes, he tilts his head back. ]
But maybe I'll ask him, when he comes back.