#Irodori Sakura

[jliesworld]

This BL (Yaoi) Manga shall not be read in public! (2D)

A BL video! FINALLY!!!

[yurimother]

Irodori Sakura Release Lesbian Doujinshi '100% Ice Drop'

On February 5, Idodori Sakura, Irodori Comic's LGBTQ label, published Yuri doujinshi 100% Ice Drop in English digitally. It is written by Pikachi, also known as Pikachi Oui, author of Our Teachers Are Dating.

100% Ice Drop is the second of a four-part series that began with Zero-Distance Snow Love, which Irodori published last November. The series follows Mana, a young woman who just began a relationship with Yuki, a magical "snow woman."

The publisher describes the second doujinshi:

Recently, Yuki has been changing the flavor of her snow every day, and Mana is worried for Yuki. How will Mana let Yuki know...?

Although the first two issues in the series are not explicit, they contain passionate depictions of Mana and Yuki kissing and embracing each other, and so are recommended for older audiences. The third issue, Energy Charge, is available for English pre-order and is an R18 release.

Zero-Distance Snow Love was initially published by Pikachi for Comiket 93 in December 2017.

Pikachi, also known as Pikachi Oui, is a Japanese Yuri manga artist known for her series Our Teachers Are Dating, which is published in English by Seven Seas Entertainment. Pikachi has contributed to the Syrup, Parfair, Chocolat, and Macaron Idol Yuri anthologies. They are well known for their doujinshi, which includes stories about Madoka Magica and Lyrocis Recoil, as well as original works.

You can check out 100% Ice Drop and the first issue, Zero-Distance Snow Love, today digitally on Irodori Sakura's website.

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[mizunoyouni]

ੈ♡₊˚•. Blooming Heart

· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Pairing - Kamisato Ayato x fem! Reader

₊˚♡⋆˚ Summary - Spring is Ayato's favorite season for a multitude of reasons— many of which revolve around you and all the little ways you make his heart flutter.

.°˖✧˚ Content - 1.1k fluffy + flowery words. Thoma + Ayaka + Kazuha + Ayato's and Ayaka's mother mentioned. First meeting to dating to married life. Ayato being helplessly in love with you.

To many Inazumans, spring is a season of new beginnings, happiness, and optimism. And although Ayato never considered himself to be someone who could be so easily smitten by a single season, he soon realized that as the years passed, spring had slowly crawled into his heart and made a home for itself there. As trivial and silly as it might seem, it only made sense that he aligned his loyalty to the warm season after all of the gifts of fortune it had so graciously bestowed upon him. And his most treasured gift, by far, was certainly you.

The first time he met you, it was during a dull spring banquet organized by a few Inazuman noble families. Outside, the rain pattered down softly, drumming against the roof of the banquet hall, lulling Ayato into a drowsy trance due the numerous sleepless nights he was subjected to the previous week. The soft chatter surrounding him did little to help his situation, as the sound only continued to tempt him into giving in and slipping into the sweet embrace of sleep. That is, until a crash and a yell pulled him from his thoughts and to the sight of you standing between an angry looking noble and a frightened maid while a pot of tea laid spilled on the tatami mat flooring.

The following spring, he saw you again, this time in the courtyard of the Kamisato estate as you conversed leisurely with Thoma. And upon noticing his lord’s inquiring gaze, the housekeeper quickly picked up on Ayato’s intrigue and officially introduced you to him. He repeated your name with a polite nod of his head, and immediately knew that he would soon grow addicted to the feeling of it on his tongue. The attraction was mutual, as from the moment you spotted him a year ago, his eyes, you decided, were pools you wished you could dive into every single night. This moment was no different. And from there, it was simply a blur of hushed giggles, secret nightly outings, and stolen kisses as he noticed the both of you falling into place next to each other like two puzzle pieces locking together perfectly.

When warm winds push the cold of winter away, that’s when he found himself watching quietly as you helped Ayaka paint her face in makeup before clipping glittery pins into her hair while you both sit in your spring festival kimonos. It’s that sweet smile that rests on your lips that makes his heart swell when you reassure his sister that she looks beautiful and that her kimono only adds to her lovely appearance. Your kind heart, along with your caring attitude towards Ayaka does more than enough to make Ayato’s mind wander to the day when he hopes you’ll officially become part of the family. “It's a bit early to be daydreaming,” he tells himself, but he’s already picturing what you’ll look like wearing the Kamisato clan’s crest on your clothing.

It's a few springs later when he asked you to marry him while you both stand under a shower of soft pink sakura blossoms. A few stray petals stuck to your hair, posed like perfectly crafted accessories that mother nature had prepared for you and only you. Of all the beauty folktales and legends sang of when they described sakura blossom spirits, Ayato thought to himself that you must have been one in your past life. Just the sight of you made Ayato’s mouth run dry, and for a few moments, he forgot all the carefully crafted lines he wrote with the help of Kazuha to express his undying love for you.

Springtime— that’s when he's busy organizing and scheduling things in preparation for the upcoming Irodori Festival. Official duties had kept him away from you, but after a carefully, but not so secretly devised plan made by Thoma, he was able to share a peaceful afternoon with you over tea and sweets. And between your playful banter and his teasing remarks, he decided that there was simply no other place he'd rather be than by your side if he had the choice. After all, that shocked look that flashed across your face before you accidentally inhaled your tea was too adorable in his eyes.

“Hm, what flower pattern do you think would suit me?” you asked him as the two of you were out shopping for kimono fabric the following day.

“Whatever my love prefers,” he replied with a smile.

You sigh slightly, your back turned while you stroll through the aisles and aisles of beautifully woven fabric, none of which seemed to satisfy your taste.

“What a diplomatic answer Ayato. Give me one suggestion at least. This is important.”

Ayato couldn’t help but chuckle to himself as you took the topic seriously, acting as if your public image solely depended on a simple pattern. But for the sake of the love of his life, and as an apology for neglecting you during the past few weeks, he made sure to take great care in considering which flower would have the honor of gracing your new kimono. “I want to look my best for the Irodori Festival,” is what he remembered you saying to him when you requested he accompany you to go kimono shopping.

“Well, if I had to pick, I’d think hydrangeas suit you,” he offered, and you pondered the thought before nodding in agreement.

“Head tailor, do you have any hydrangea patterned fabric for sale?”

Come time for the Irodori Festival, Ayato smiles to himself while strolling through the streets with you perched on his arm in your beautiful new kimono, perfectly tailored to your body. The blue fabric complimented your beauty and he couldn’t help but eye the delicately printed pattern of hydrangeas that adorned almost every inch of your body. According to his mother, delicate camellias always braved the winter and blossomed during the cold months, remaining fragrant even in the coldest and most bitter of winters. It was the very reason he chose to have the flower line the inside of his coattails— to remember and honor his mother by. But there was another flower he recalled his mother speaking fondly of during his youth.

“Hydrangeas bloom in mid to late spring. They can be fussy to care for, but they symbolize heartfelt emotions, gratitude, and apologies.”

His mother's words echo in his mind as he glances next to him to see your eyes already trained on him this whole time, twinkling brightly. If his mother was still there with him, she would have absolutely adored you, he's sure of it.

“What are you smiling about Ayato?” you ask, leaning into him.

“Oh, nothing. Just about how much of a gift you are to me.”

You stifle a laugh. “A gift? And what do you mean by that?”

“Well, you’re the greatest gift I’ve received from this world. Surely I can express my happiness, can’t I?”

୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Author's note - I'm a firm believer that Ayato is well versed in the language of flowers. He just seems like that kind of person ＊*♡( ⁎ᵕᴗᵕ⁎ ）This was also heavily based on my love of hydrangeas.

[abowlofcurry]

BEFORE THE BEGINNING ?

BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project

What leads to the beginning is the aftermath of the Irodori Festival. Well, aftermath may be too strong a word for it. What happened is that Klee, excited as she was about being in Inazuma and seeing "all the cool things big brother Albedo!", climbed a sakura tree near the Narukami Shrine. Blossoms and flowers stuck to her hair and clothes, and some in her bag without anyone noticing it until they're already on the way back to Mondstadt. First, Klee thought about keeping them for herself, but then remembered that Flora would probably be really excited for a flower from Inazuma! Which leads to Flora growing a skura tree.

Does Flora know she is growing something divine in a flowerpot on the street? No. Will she learn of it? No idea yet!

[wotakugo]

Previously announced Vtuber Legend: How I Went Viral After Forgetting to Turn Off My Stream anime adaptation revealed the main cast of the series along with their character visuals. The series will premiere in 2024 and the cast includes:Ayane Sakura as Awayuki KokoroneYu Kobayashi as Sei UtsukiSaku Mizuno as Mashiro IrodoriMachico as Hikari MatsuriyaSayaka Kikuchi as Chami YanagaseAwayuki Kokorone, Sei Utsuki and Mashiro OrodoriChami Yanagase and Hikari MatsuriyaThe initial anime announcement of Vtuber Legend in January 2023 included information about Ayane Sakura in the cast. The new information was announced during the Fantasia Bunko Big Thanks Online 2023. Ayane Sakura, Yu Kobayashi, and Sayaka Kikuchi attended the event stream.Takuya Aosaki is directing the anime at studio TNK. Deko Akao is in charge of the series composition, while Reine Iwasaka is working on the character designs. The anime is based on Nana Nanato’s VTuber Legend: How I Went Viral after Forgetting to Turn Off My Stream light novel series. Fujimi Shobo has been serializing it with Siokazunoko’s illustrations since 2021, and it currently has 7 volumes in circulation. J-Novel Club is publishing the light novel series in English and describes the plot as:Twenty-year-old former wage slave Yuki Tanaka now works among her idols: the streamers of Live-On, one of Japan’s top VTuber companies. As the gorgeous, polite Awayuki Kokorone, she delivers only the most ladylike content. Unfortunately, her subscriber count and savings are at rock bottom. One evening, after Yuki thinks she’s ended her stream, she cracks a few cold ones—and more than a few crude jokes—while watching Live-On’s video archives. But her viewers hear it all, and clips of her bawdy, drunken commentary go viral overnight. Yuki thinks her career is over…until her manager reveals that everyone at Live-On has been waiting for her to snap all along and gives her free rein to drink on-stream. Now free of all feigned purity, she jumps right into her new “rowdy drunk” character and is welcomed into the fold by her fellow Live-On VTubers, who turn out to be just as crazy as she is! With her views and finances skyrocketing, Yuki’s work—for the first time in her life—is actually fun!Source: Fantasia Bunko Stream and Official Website© Nana Nanato, Siokazunoko / KADOKAWA / “Buiden” Production CommitteeAfter AnimeCorner

[aratakigang]

@tcnkujuu

The smell of sweet mochi, grilled tofu, and other treats decorated the air of Ritou. The sky was painted pink as evening time encroached upon the land of Inazuma. The last day of the Irodori festival was finishing off strong, and of course, the Arataki gang was taking full advantage of the festivities. While the rest of the gang was out playing games, a triumphant but very bloated Itto lay on the floor against a Sakura tree with a toy resting on his belly.

Though immobile, he couldn't be happier. He may have lost numerous beetle battles and car matches, but if there was one thing Itto could not be bested in, it was eating. The brave soul had just downed fifteen pounds of udon noodles, beating every other contender in Ritou's annual eating contest. Other than the free food, the prize was the highly sought-after statue of the nation's archon.

As the champion slowly relished his victory, his eyes perked up at the sight of a familiar Yokai standing above him. Itto stutters as he tries to give off an image of composure while securing the limited statue in his arms. "Well, well, if it isn't the lovely general herself. If you've come for a rematch, it's gonna have to wait. Arataki, king of the island eating ring, Itto needs some rest."

[animefeminist]

Katarina of Irodori Comics on translating doujinshi to English

Content Considerations: Discussion of adult content

Editor’s Note: The following e-mail Q-and-A interview edited for flow and length.

Irodori Comics launched its all-ages online doujinshi store “Irodori Lite” in early July. The website focuses on selling self-published comics from Japan translated into English. Though primarily known for publishing pornographic doujinshi, Irodori Sakura’s editor Katarina sat down with Anime Feminist to talk about future plans for the company to publish LGBTQ and all-ages doujinshi, as well as the appeal of translating self published comics into English.

Thank you for joining us for this opportunity.

Thank you for letting us take part!

Starting off, what brought on an interest to publish LGBTQ doujinshi in English for Irodori Comics? And how has Irodori Sakura been received by readers?

Irodori Comics’ slogan is “Doujinshi for Everybody,” but that slogan wouldn’t mean much if we only publish hentai. Because the truth is, many people in the West have this mistaken notion that Doujinshi are just pornographic parodies of popular franchises, when in fact, Doujinshi are simply independently produced manga irrespective of content. As such, there is so much more to Doujinshi than just hentai; a significant proportion of doujinshi are actually original, non-hentai works! So keeping true to our slogan, we decided to invest in publishing a wider range of doujinshi that includes these often overlooked works: for all-ages doujinshi, we have the Irodori Aqua imprint; and for BL, Yuri, and LGBTQ+ topics, we have the Irodori Sakura imprint.

Read it at Anime Feminist!

[pixelatedlenses]

Looking for your next smile? Aching for a good laugh? Would you like them both in one Yuri doujinshi?

Well, then might I suggest checking out my review of Irodori Sakura’s Why Does Love Do This To Me? by Ayano Ayano (@ayano_ayano245). It might be what you need this week!

[ljaesch]

Irodori Comics Licenses the I Fell for My Friend's Older Sister + My Older Sister's Friend Is Annoying and the Midnight Rendezvous Manga

Irodori Comics Licenses the I Fell for My Friend’s Older Sister + My Older Sister’s Friend Is Annoying and the Midnight Rendezvous Manga

Publisher Irodori Comics has announced that it has licensed the I Fell for My Friend’s Older Sister + My Older Sister’s Friend is Annoying and Midnight Rendezvous manga. Irodori Aqua, Irodori Comics’ all-ages localization imprint, will release the 135-page single volume of Azusa Kina’s I Fell for My Friend’s Older Sister + My Older Sister’s Friend is Annoying manga digitally on its website and on…

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[mangamavericks]

We also discuss a lot of new manga from various publishers, including three new doujinshi from Irodori Comics’ LGBTQ-focused imprint Irodori Sakura, as well as three new simulpubs! We start off with the manga adaptation of Japan Sinks 2020 exclusively on Mangamo, followed by Ghost Reaper Girl from Shonen Jump, and last but not least, Lockdown Zone: Level X from Denpa! It’s a cool collection of new series that we were very excited to talk about and we hope you all check them out!

Unfortunately, we also had to address the arrest of Tatsuya Matsuki, the writer of Act-Age, and the subsequent fallout, such as the cancellation of the series in Shonen Jump and everything else related to it. Our hearts go out to the victims of Matsuki’s crimes, as well as Shiro Usazaki, whose artistic talent was responsible for bringing the world and characters of Act-Age to life, and we hope she is able to find more work and success in the future. It goes without saying that we here at Manga Mavericks will not be supporting or reviewing any of Matsuki’s works in the future and will be dedicating a future episode to vent our frustrations with the sexist workplace culture at Shonen Jump that has unfortunately festered and harbored multiple predators.

Enjoy the show, and follow us on twitter at @manga_mavericks, on tumblr at mangamavericks.tumblr.com, and on Youtube! You can also follow the hosts on Twitter at @sniperking323 and @lumranmayasha. If you’d like to help support the show financially you can pledge to our Patreon and receive some awesome rewards like our Patreon-exclusive Bonus pods! If one-time donations are more your speed you can donate to Colton’s Ko-fi here and LumRanmaYasha’s Ko-fi here, and if you want to support LumRanmaYasha’s art and other projects you can follow them @siddartworks on Instagram and Twitter and donate to their personal Patreon. Don’t forget to also like and subscribe to us on Youtube and iTunes and leave us reviews to help us curate the show and create better content!

[reilliane]

✤ — Universe: Vigil ✤ — Concept: Two days apart, at long last, Kazuha has prepared himself to greet a latecomer... in more ways than one | Irodori Festival (Interlude) ✤ — Characters: Kazuha (platonic), Aether, Paimon, Xingqiu, Albedo, Venti — she/her A/N: Vigil!MC is a pretty lady and no one denies it. Also, there's a bit of angst in the first thousand words, but the rest is just a road down awe and fluff ehehe. We need an entrance before the rest of the parts come in full fluffy!.

Sweet, sweet Inazuma.

With its endless bloom of pretty sakura and perpetual descent of crimson maple, it appears that it too has come to welcome someone who's returning to her homeland.

The Irodori Festival is already at the pinnacle of excitement, what with the arrival of numerous authors and the jovial atmosphere lasting day and night.

But along with this festival arises a story cloaked in the smoke of buried history.

Kazuha has decided to hold off divulging the narrative he's held privy only to familial ties until the next afternoon—which is today—in favor of waiting for the arrival of someone.

He has two reasons; the premise being that Ayaka is acquiring more information herself, and him, truthfully a little sullen to go through this alone.

The past is, so to say, a delicate subject to touch upon. There are memories he doesn't wish to visit and mistakes that, up until now, he wishes to change.

But he knows this; he knows that he should no longer allow those blue devils to smite him, for he has redeemed himself.

Well, that is according to someone else's words.

If he is to be more candid with his still guilty conscious, he's nowhere near the remission he seeks... and maybe he'll never truly achieve it.

Ah, wait, what's he doing? He shouldn't have such a pensive front when everyone is at an obvious merry.

Besides, today is supposed to be exciting! Setting aside the serious matter, of course.

“We're all here. Perfect!”

The voice of Paimon brings him out of his reverie.

Time flies by so quickly when one is lost in another world, notes the samurai as he glances over the reformed group. Though one seems to not have arrived yet... to his dismay.

“Apologies,” his eyes proceed to wander around the plaza, “But may I be excused for a moment to head to the port?”

The smallest amount of concern rumbles in his chest, bitter on his tongue. It's a recognized feeling that he doesn't wish to rekindle.

“Sure... but,” Paimon decides to be the group's voice in the middle of their blinking surprise, “Aren't we already complete? Are we still waiting for someone?”

Eyes on his person, he decides to indulge them with eye contact, seeing how there is an assortment of expressions on everyone's faces. Which is understandable, given he's not one for abrupt diversions.

“Well... !” his supposed explanation comes to a pause when he spots a rather familiar person darting from one of the floral shops towards the docks.

His finger twitches. That man...

What he's thinking of may be out of the question, but he has to ascertain things for himself.

He bows his head.

“Excuse me, everyone. I won't be gone long.”

There sounds a collection of bewildered hums and gasps—followed by the Traveler's call of his name, but he does not look back.

Light on his feet as if the wind springs him with each leap off the ground, he moves with adept action. Swift to pass by like a breeze, but careful enough so as to not be a hazard to the people coming in to enjoy the festival.

When he arrives at the port, there is a noticeable ship unloading passengers—and the same man he saw, waiting with a bouquet of pretty dendrobiums.

He wishes his theory is false, but the second he sees the man darting toward a certain lady, he's already pursing his lips with a sigh.

“I have waited long for your return, my muse.”

Sometimes, he wishes his hearing isn't so attuned with the environment, but alas.

“Your beauty has not waned, but refined! Inazuma beams brighter with your return!”

The wharf is oddly swarming with a lot of people, the majority bearing faces he has seen from when he was an adolescent.

Working his way through the crowd, it comes to his prompt attention, the progenitor of such a mob—and he eases.

“Nee-san.”

The calling singlehandedly puts a stop to the blissful chatter, with plentiful eyes turning to look at him in apprehension.

Not like he minds, in fact, their alarm is well-placed.

“Ah, Kazuha! Where- where are you-”

The dulcet-sounding voice of his sister makes him course through the sea of shellshocked people—suitors—until he finally sees her. Or, well, at least her hands.

[Name]'s upper half is completely covered, hidden by a bunch of bouquets with differing flowers in each wrap. A flamboyant sight.

“The Kaedehara..” he hears one mumble as he goes to help carry the flowers, “I honestly didn't think I'd see them here.”

“Right? When I heard someone say that the Kaedehime will be coming back after so long, I just had to check it out. Now that it's true, I wish I brought something!”

Ah, that's right. The departure—escape—of his sister has always been known.

Perhaps it came with her popularity.

It's such a thespian matter to think that they're likening her arrival to a princess' return to a country that once sought to end her life.

Which is actually true, in a way.

Kazuha smiles the second he sees his older sibling's face appear once he has lessened her load of bouquets.

“Shall we get going? There arose some story pertaining to the history of our family, so I ought to wait for you first before proceeding to procure the rest of the account.”

“Oh, yes, let's! I'm quite eager,” the lady beams after bidding adieu to those who greeted her in the harbor, oblivious to the smiles belying their crestfallen expression.

Kazuha allows himself to chuckle. No, no, he's not making fun of them, no, of course not.

It's just a little comical, is all.

“I had to wrap things up in Liyue as quick as I could after receiving your letter. We were only apart for two days but it felt long...”

His sister is oblivious to the fact that the flowers she received aren't done out of friendliness, but with the intent to court.

Oh well. It's better that way.

Small talk arises on their way back to the Five Kasen Plaza, with him filling the other in about the poems and other findings they've gotten in relation to the Kaedehara's downfall.

It's a barely noticeable decline, the jubilance in his sister's gait, when he finished retelling yesterday's events. If he isn't so observant, he would've been led into thinking that this discussion doesn't matter to the lady at all.

“Oh, you're back!”

Ah. Kazuha braces himself.

“We were just about to go after-” Aether stops, blinking, “-You...”

The group reforms once again—and if they weren't that all surprised minutes ago, well they surely are now. Except for Ayaka, whose eyes are lit with silent excitement.

“Lady [Name]!” the Kamisato reaches to clasp the other girl's hands, “You're safe. Seeing you here puts me at great ease. It's been quite a long time since I've seen you... !”

[Name] nods at this, her lips also upturned.

“It has, hasn't it? How's your brother faring?”

“Oh, he's—”

With the two delving off into a small world of their own a minute after reuniting, the rest scoots closer to the onlooking ronin.

Paimon all but tugs at the crimson scarf, little hands clenched into fists as she bursts into a loud whisper, “Who is that!? Paimon feels like burning!”

Burning? Kazuha doesn't question the strange phrasing as he answers, “My older sister. Although I've come to journey with you and the Traveler, you both haven't met her until now...”

“There is an uncanny resemblance,” Calx speaks up with a hum, his turquoise eyes fixated on the older Kaedehara's profile.

It doesn't go unnoticed.

“It's clear why you chose to wait for her arrival before continuing a tale of history, then. Seeing that she's family,” concludes Zhenyu, whose smile appears to be a little larger.

Kazuha tries not to think much of the fluttering stares towards his sibling and he nods, thankful.

“I'm glad you all understood. My older sister may know more of the story than I do, as well, so having her here will be twice as meaningful.”

Well, he honestly didn't expect the festival to turn out this way—a run back down memory lane—because he initially only planned to bask in the merriment that the event has to offer, but tides change.

The green-garbed bard—someone that he felt is close to the wind—whistles shortly, a small chuckle of interest leaving before he glances at him.

“Very meaningful,” Venti winks, “Say, does your sister fancy music?”

Oh, dear. Now that's a question he's heard one too many times in the course of his childhood.

He wonders why such a query was raised. Surely it's not because—

“Pardon my lack of manners! Got quite holed up there,”

The entrance of another voice prompts the group to turn to the [c]-eyed lady. Kazuha notices that his sibling has one less bouquet, with said bouquet having been given to a bashful-looking Ayaka.

“I extend only the warmest of greetings. I take it you all are acquainted with my dear brother,” [Name] steps closer to him, then bows to the rest.

“I'm Kaedehara [Name]. It's a delight to meet you all.”

Facing that radiant smile doesn't last for long until the four, little flying fairy included, are simultaneously averting their squinted eyes.

It's an amusing sight. Was it too bright?

“Traveler, Paimon's going to fail as your guide if she goes blind!” yells the small girl in a panic as she darts to hide behind the aforementioned Outlander.

Aether rustles around with pink cheeks, trying to get the desperate clutch on his cape off without looking like a madman.

“Paimon, quit it... !”

“Ah... it's a delight indeed,” nods Venti, who has a glued smile on his face, his thumb raised in affirmation.

How bizarre, Kazuha almost sighs. All of a sudden, they seem to be acting a little strange.

Truly, the effect of his sister works wondrously. He can't deny that at all, she's the pretty flower of Inazuma for a reason.

But alas, now is not the time for gawking—even the mighty Calx appears to be a loss for words for once—for they've some history to undercover.

They mustn't get off track for too long.

“Alright, everyone. I would like to continue what we're about to-”

Thump!

“Goodness, Kazu, isn't this you? But why were you like that? Who tied you up?!”

Ah.

The bouquets have fallen on the plaza grounds, left forgotten by the lady who is openly gaping as she stares at a particular portrait.

I forgot about that, Kazuha blinks.

Immediately, there is an attempt to explain things. Calx is the first to try and clear up whatever's misunderstood, followed by Ayaka.

“Your brother was used-”

“Used!?”

Calx falters, “Yes—”

“Kazuha!”

In the spur of the moment, [Name] all but races to go to him, [c] eyes ablaze with concern.

She does not heed the others' hysteric explanations any mind, only acting upon a single objective.

“This is normal... I assure you, Kazuha will clear it up,” Ayaka informs the rest with a smile.

That much is true.

Kazuha allows his hands to be snatched and looked over thoroughly with an amused smile. Sometimes, he just forgets how much of a worrywart his sister can be... aside from being oblivious.

“Are you still a wanted criminal?” [Name] fusses, looking at the wrists and brushing her gentle thumbs over them, “You didn't tell me about this at all, what if—”

Oh, a miscalculation. He presents a timid and apologetic smile towards his acquaintances as his sister continues to ramble.

It's going to be a long day ahead.

a/n: FINALLY I- ugh, I've been waiting to write this for so long :v

楓　姫　(Kaede hime) - Princess of Maple (or in another angle, we can also refer to her as 'Kaedehara's Princess')

This the first part! Two more shorts will follow (aka the part where the older sibling embarrasses the other). MC IS THERE TO BRIGHTEN THINGS UP.

Kazuha's not alone in this universe aaaa ♪(´▽｀)

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[spiriteddreams]

[7:12AM]⁀➷ Kamisato Ayato

Kamisato Ayato finds you slumped over the table, pen barely held between relaxed fingers and a slight crinkle in the paper you were working on before falling asleep. The tea you had brewed before he had decided to go to bed was almost gone, the last bits now cold. He lets out a soft huff of amusement. Funny how you're the one who constantly worries over him and his overworking tendencies, when you're passed out from exhaustion in your room. How much had you slept?

Candle long burnt out and sunlight peeking through the windows, he drapes his coat over your body and slips his hands under to lift you up. For someone who claims to sleep light, you merely make a noise of discomfort when he brings you to his bed, tucking you in as if you were a child. He takes in the hints of purple beneath your eyes and the heavy sleep that you've fallen into and frowns, as he can't help but wonder if this is how you feel when you find him half asleep and working.

He knows he's starting to cross that delicate line the two of you had established between each other. He's always been the one to tease you at any given opportunity, relishing in the way you send him playful scowls or pinch his arm subtly while smiling brightly at whoever was in front of you. Ayaka and Thoma haven't explicitly said anything, but he's aware of their watchful eyes and shared whispers when he watches you become flustered as he places his hand on your lower back.

And now, his day has just started, filled with paperwork at the corner of his table and notes from Ayaka and Thoma about preparations that need to be made for the Irodori Festival. There's a note from you that you had slipped him a few days ago, ended with a little smiley face in the corner. As Ayaka's assistant, you spend most of your time with her, but that doesn't stop the eldest Kamisato from seeking you out whenever he has the chance.

He moves to sit at his desk, taking a glance back to ensure you're asleep before diving into his own work. Perhaps you both need some rest. He makes a note to ask Thoma to clear his schedule tomorrow and to request that his sister gives you the day off.

A date out in Inazuma City sounds rather nice. He thumbs the sakura printed fan he had ordered just a week ago. Perhaps this will also be just the push he needs.

comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated! <3 A/N: funny story i fell asleep in my dorm lounge last night in the middle of working on an essay!

[antichildeismoving]

kamisato ayato/gn!reader sfw

word count: 220 | rating: g | no warnings apply

description: you and ayato spend some time together. tags: secret relationship, soft ayato

notes: this is based on a lovely dream I had a few days ago. I was so sad to wake up

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The Kamisato Estate is quiet during the Irodori Festival. Thoma and Ayaka are in town for the day, and between their absence and that of the chaperones sent to escort them, it feels rather empty.

Ayato doesn’t seem to mind it though. He sits beside you, his chin tilted upwards, soaking in the sunlight. You can’t help admire the way it spills across his cheeks, flickering as the sakura bows shift overhead. It’s been a long time since you’ve seen him so relaxed, and even longer since the two of you last spent the day together.

Most of the time your encounters are little more than stolen moments.

A hand on your waist as he steps around you.

Your head on his shoulder when you’re sure no one’s looking.

(And maybe even a kiss if you’re really, really lucky.)

He turns to you, straddling the little stone bench, and tucks a lock of hair behind your ear.

“Thank you for coming here with me,” he says. “I’ve missed you.”

Your breath catches in your throat as he runs one hand along your jaw. His eyes are fixed on your lips, his expression unguarded.

“Kiss me. Please.”

The ‘please’ is an afterthought. A formality, even. Ayato knows full well you always welcome his kisses. Leaning in, you smile against his mouth