He started to climb up a little faster, since he knew that she was probably growing tired by now, and hearing her say thank you to him, saying she'd try her best- he knew he had to keep going no matter what. For a long time she was the only one he had ever cared about, he was sent to watch over her, and he couldn't help that he had soon fallen in love with a human. It was ridiculous, and the witches of the senate would sometimes jeer and tease him about it- but he just wore that same smirk and continued to joke about his love for her.
Even going so far as to tell Okonogi she was just some brat, it was all to cover up what he really felt for her. Sure, Okonogi told him there were plenty more girls out there.... but not to him, not to Amakusa. To him, she was the only one he loved, and ever would love. They hadn't even said those words to each other, they had made a pact- even going through this trial, but they had never actually told each other they loved the other. Telling her here, in hell- it didn't seem right. He would wait for the right moment.
...And as luck would have it, everything was against them yet again. It was like all the fragments out there wanted them to be unhappy, wanted them to be separated, for when he had grabbed another part of the wall, it gave, and soon he felt himself falling.
"Ah-...!" he tried to regain his footing, but it was difficult with how dangerous this wall was. They fell a ways, and soon the silver-haired man grabbed part of the wall, just holding on with one hand. He felt her fall from his back as well, and he then shot out his hand, managing to just grab hers before she fell to her demise. Sh....shit this wasn't a good situation at all.
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Even going so far as to tell Okonogi she was just some brat, it was all to cover up what he really felt for her. Sure, Okonogi told him there were plenty more girls out there.... but not to him, not to Amakusa. To him, she was the only one he loved, and ever would love. They hadn't even said those words to each other, they had made a pact- even going through this trial, but they had never actually told each other they loved the other. Telling her here, in hell- it didn't seem right. He would wait for the right moment.
...And as luck would have it, everything was against them yet again. It was like all the fragments out there wanted them to be unhappy, wanted them to be separated, for when he had grabbed another part of the wall, it gave, and soon he felt himself falling.
"Ah-...!" he tried to regain his footing, but it was difficult with how dangerous this wall was. They fell a ways, and soon the silver-haired man grabbed part of the wall, just holding on with one hand. He felt her fall from his back as well, and he then shot out his hand, managing to just grab hers before she fell to her demise. Sh....shit this wasn't a good situation at all.