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The Shogun never understood love as it was a feeling that served no purpose to express. He wasn’t meant to express any feelings in general, remaining as cold and aloof as ever. If it doesn’t interfere with the acts of eternity, then it’s nothing he should be worried about.

That was until he met you; a simple Inazuman citizen who he had bumped into. He didn’t understand why, but he suddenly felt a warmth in his chest, something unfamiliar, nothing similar to the feeling of wrath towards those who interfered with eternity. His purple, dull eyes would narrow in frustration when your perfect voice profusely apologized to him, realizing who you exactly bumped into.

Why did he feel this way? Should he ask Ei? Though he too seemed unfamiliar with this matter and would likely reset the Shogun instead of answering his questions. Should he go to Miko? He didn’t feel like going to that irritably teasing kitsune however, knowing the pink haired man would merely tease him. He doesn’t understand how Ei deals with him.

It became a bigger problem when it came to the point he began to…Spare his enemies when you’d beg him to. His eyes would slowly drag back to the trembling man before dropping the Musou Isshin back to his side to which the man scrambled to his knees, thanked you, and ran off. All while the Shogun proceeded to practically stare daggers into you, growing frustrated as to why he was like this around you.

“Why did you make me do that? He interfered with eternity, my goal. I could’ve eliminated the threat right then and there, but you prevented me.”

His words sounded like both a curious question and a threat as he gripped the Musou Isshin.