"I don't mind it so much," Seimei murmured. Not entirely honest, but the pros outweighed the cons. One particular pro, specifically, that had wrapped itself around him, inside and out.
Both of them stood in silence for some time, caught up in memories, thoughts, uncertainties. Seimei remembered their slowly built family as well and missed it. He wanted it all back. he wanted the home they had built, the animals that had been their companions. He dared not bring up Tama-chan, fearing knowledge of what happened in his absence. Perhaps...perhaps with the right rituals...
The house was far more easily rectified.
"I have accrued a great deal of wealth over the centuries, as you can imagine. I simply haven't been able to use it while maintaining this...charade," the onmyoji sighed, smiling faintly as he turned and shifted, slowly dancing around Kaoru's impatient motions and doing what tasks he could manage around the teen.
Teen. Mercy but he'd forgotten all about that. People were going to think the absolute worst, and they wouldn't even be wrong.
"With money, one can achieve most anything. I can live in the city with the right home. A few spells in the right places can block out all the noise. It's really all a matter of buying a plot where I can build a suitable home to replace the ones I've lost." Because that was the truth. Seimei had lost every home he'd ever known. Circumstance had stolen his home in Bastion and time itself had robbed him of his ancestral estate. As much as he would have loved to buy the shrine and rebuild his home, it was a national monument, unable to be touched. Perhaps someday, but not in that lifetime. A new home would be suitable, and he could finally think and plan, since he no longer had to worry about missing the chance to find Kaoru.
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Both of them stood in silence for some time, caught up in memories, thoughts, uncertainties. Seimei remembered their slowly built family as well and missed it. He wanted it all back. he wanted the home they had built, the animals that had been their companions. He dared not bring up Tama-chan, fearing knowledge of what happened in his absence. Perhaps...perhaps with the right rituals...
The house was far more easily rectified.
"I have accrued a great deal of wealth over the centuries, as you can imagine. I simply haven't been able to use it while maintaining this...charade," the onmyoji sighed, smiling faintly as he turned and shifted, slowly dancing around Kaoru's impatient motions and doing what tasks he could manage around the teen.
Teen. Mercy but he'd forgotten all about that. People were going to think the absolute worst, and they wouldn't even be wrong.
"With money, one can achieve most anything. I can live in the city with the right home. A few spells in the right places can block out all the noise. It's really all a matter of buying a plot where I can build a suitable home to replace the ones I've lost." Because that was the truth. Seimei had lost every home he'd ever known. Circumstance had stolen his home in Bastion and time itself had robbed him of his ancestral estate. As much as he would have loved to buy the shrine and rebuild his home, it was a national monument, unable to be touched. Perhaps someday, but not in that lifetime. A new home would be suitable, and he could finally think and plan, since he no longer had to worry about missing the chance to find Kaoru.
"Where would you want me to go?"