𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠!

            wind swept aside cornsilk threads of hair to caress freckled skin. cheeks flushed at the cool autumn air , visage took in the touch of intangible fingertips of nature. curiosity filtered upon her irises , seeing a lone dandelion seed float in followed by a few others … these were not of her anemo , no these were real. gloved hand reached up to catch one before others came along dancing upon air. they tickled her cheek as they fell. lashes blinked when she turned to the open window to see a person crouched on the roof directing the wisps into her office.

            arise from your worn throne , you’ve done enough. she moved towards the window to open it more , offer him an invitation with a gesture of her hand , inside rather than lurk about … &. fall off or accidentally scare someone with his unusual place , how had he even scaled the building ? she gazed down below &. then at the looming figure , ❛     er … mr. itto … would you like to come inside ?     ❜

@onisumo​ asked:  tries to run off with her fireworks not knowing that they had already been lit.

………………………   She didn’t attempt to warn or stop the oni.  No,  she was going to watch and see how things unfolded.  Luckily those fireworks were the kind Yoimiya always had lying around, if a few were lost it wasn’t the end of the world.    

and this whole situation could teach Itto a very important lesson … or not.  -–  

…………..”Three, two ….. one……..”   she counted aloud  ..  and then the EXPLOSION.   

KABOOOOOOOOOM, SIZZLE SIZZLE …   

……………..any moment now she expected him to return with his face on backwards ……