Falling For K.T. [A Muichiro x Tanjiro Story]

Chapter 5

Muichiro didn't know how to react—not once, no, never had he thought that this would ever happen because—this was just something completely out of a fantasy, wasn't it?! Muichiro's pen drops to the floor, as he rushed quickly to the bed to confirm what he just saw. His eyes darted from word to word as they appeared quickly on the page. K.T. writes quickly.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴡᴏ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴢᴜᴋᴏ, ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍʏ ꜱʜᴀᴋɪɴɢ, ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇɴᴛʀɪᴇꜱ? ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ 10 ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇꜱ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?

Muichiro didn't even know what to think at this point, he just bit his lips in a sense of worry—or, or something like that, he assumes. He struggles to comprehend the situation at hand. His hand shakily reached for the pen on the floor, but he halted midway.

"What—am I even going to do? Write, to them?" His voice raised in a higher pitch with question, like he was judging himself. The boy turned his head back to the book, his brain struggling to comprehend. 

ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ? ɪᴛ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ... ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ? ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴅɪᴅ ɪ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ꜱɪʙʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇ?

Those thin and familiar lines began to appear and a darkened spot slowly spread on the page, in the form of a tear drop. Against his better judgement, Muichiro's thumb pressed against the page. He was curious, despite he already knowing the answer. But much to his surprise, he could clearly feel the tear smudged on his skin.

He could feel K.T.'s tears.

I... I have to write something back to them. The thought came into his mind. He turned his head and reached out for the pen on the floor. But what do I write? Should I even comfort them... or should I just let them be—At that moment, Muichiro realized that he couldn't just leave K.T. to cry.

He had his uncle and Yuichiro to turn to when he was sad, but K.T. couldn't go to anyone. He was disappointed in himself for even thinking about that as an option.

He didn't know how, but he managed to huff up the courage to write into the book; attempting to communicate to K.T.

ℍ𝕖𝕪... 𝕀'𝕞 𝕄𝕦𝕚. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕜𝕒𝕪?

When no response came back—well, it did take him a few minutes to comprehend that this book was magical, so he couldn't really expect for K.T. to instantly accept it and reply—Muichiro continued.

𝕄𝕦𝕚 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖... 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥, 𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕄𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕠. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖. 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥, 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕... 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕚𝕥—

Muichiro's attention was instantly brought to the sudden appearance of K.T.'s familiar hand writing just an inch below his own writing. Against comparison, K.T.'s handwriting was much more neat and prettier than his, he had to admit.