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You all burst out laughing as Tengen questions once more “What’s going on here? Let me in on the fun!” He walks over to the four of you, and his tone clearly shows that he wants answers. “Why are you all acting so suspicious? What is it you four are hiding from me?” Everyone is silent for a moment, waiting to see who will be brave enough to speak first. Everyone failed miserably, as they ended up making the situation more suspicious. You cover your eyes as you feel your cheeks getting hot.

Tengen snorts before he begins looming over like a cloud. “Ah, it's really nothing-” Suma begins before Tengen’s humming cut her off. Her pink face gets hotter. Makio and Hina simply stay silent, hoping that they would be saved from the situation. Makio shakes nervously and blurts “It’s a surprise, my love!” You come to the rescue after seeing how dumbfounded everyone looked. You just wanted to leave. “Don't you like surprises?” you ask sheepishly. His face softens up slightly before a wide smile appears. “Clearly… Do you have one prepared for me right now?” Your eyes rapidly dart to the other wives for help.

Their eyes tell you that you’re on your own. They then try not to seem suspicious as they try to look away. “Can you at least give me a little, tiny hint?” He asked curiously, while looking around with a bright smile on his face. “Not yet!” You say as your voice goes a bit higher than usual. The silence in the room is deafening as Tengen looks around. Of course he doesn't find anything. His eyes lock onto you and Makio you for a few seconds, as he then leans against the wall. “I see... you're good.” He chuckles and then smiles down at everyone before focusing on Makio.

Hina and Suma are still pretending they weren't involved in the plan, even though both of them have a sheepish expression. Makio seems to be giggling to herself, as she keeps glancing over at you and mouthing insults. You scowl at her before attempting to pinch her cheek. Makio lets out a squeak and quickly covers her mouth to hide her laughter. You also laugh and slap her hand away as you both begin arguing, getting louder over time. The bickering between the two of you gets his attention once again “Hey! Both of you behave!”

Everyone goes stoic, afraid of his strict tone. His strict tone only got scarier and scarier, especially for you, as he hasn’t raised his voice to you in particular. All of you jump with his declaration “I'm going to go upstairs, so I want all of you to be on good behavior.” With that, he walks past while patting all of your heads before going upstairs to the master bedroom. The four of you share glances as a collective sigh is shared. You stand up and begin to wash the dishes from this morning. The others disperse as Suma finishes her food.

After she drops her plate with you, she goes to Makio who is hovering over you. “Why'd you have to do that, Makio?” She whispered, as she shot a glare. “What? I didn't even do anything!” You raise a soapy finger at them telling them to keep it down, to no avail. “You caused him to yell for no reason at all this time!” Suma pointed out in a whine. “Okay, but it wasn’t on purpose though!” Makio frowns as she crossed her arms. After realizing how childish she seemed, Makio then rolled her eyes. “Whatever, I'll just go up to Tengen now.”

You decide to get catty as your back is still turned “Of course you're gonna go cry to him!” Hina enters the kitchen and idles by. Suma’s voice gets higher “Don't tease her like that!” Hina chuckles lightly as she spoke "It's true... She does cry to him everytime she gets in trouble.” Makio looks away in embarrassment before she storms upstairs and slams what can be presumed to be the master bedroom’s door. You turn around and stare at the two ladies left with you, all knowing that she probably will not uphold the experiment you agreed on, as well as the possibility of ratting everyone out.

The next day while in the carriage to the Rengoku Estate, you’re still trying your best to understand how to go about your relationship with Tengen now. Everyone seems to have positives and negatives to their relationship with him, and it all seems confusing. Tengen smiles at you, though it's a fake smile. It's easy to tell that he's skeptical of what you say and do, and it’s getting boring. The clouds are hanging dark in the sky today, and you hope that Kyojuro does that especially cute act. Holding out an umbrella outside of the estate, is the man of the hour. He inches closer as the carriage comes to a stop, already knowing you don’t ever remember to bring any cover.

The morning was as tame as usual, watching Kyojuro and Senjuro enjoy what breakfast you have prepared, with the additional rain hitting the roof of the mansion. Something is in the air, and Kyojuro just seems to have a little pep in his step today. He focused mainly on some type of project, as he often asked for tea refills and additional paper scraps when you had the time. A part of you felt upset that he was sitting writing for most of the day, but his back and arms flexing were putting on quite the show. You watched them a little too much, and cleaned the window a couple times over ‘just in case you missed a spot’. The estate was also a bit more quiet… which meant your ears got a break.

When it comes time for dinner, you both sit at the table, with the little boy on the couch eating, wanting to be adventurous and all. “It looks delicious. Thank you, y/n.” You can’t remember to exhale. Kyojuro is just sitting right next to you, it’s unbearably comfortable yet foreign. You can hear his soft grunts as he savors the food you made for him. He’s never sat this close… it’s always been at least across from you. He’s taking his sweet time with each bite as well, making you feel hot.

The both of you eat in silence for a few minutes, until Kyojuro decided to bring up a talking point. “I have a question for you that has nothing to do with your duties, if you don't mind me asking.” Your eyes snap to his face, trying to give yourself hints. “Anything.” You look at him as you chew. He spends a few moments thinking, making you feel anxious. A smile can then be seen on his face. “What is it like being one of Tengen's wives?” Leave it to him to not show any signs of being shy or uncomfortable after asking what could be a potentially touchy question.

With your eyes widened, your brain takes a moment to stutter. “Kyojuro-” You have to be careful with your words. He cuts you off “You don't have to answer if you don't feel up to it.” His wide eyes focus on his plate until you speak up. Your plate also looks quite interesting… The designs are- “It has it's ups and downs.” Oh god he’s not saying anything. Kyojuro focuses on his chopsticks “Of course, I'm sure the positives outweigh the negatives, otherwise you wouldn't be there with him, yes?”

“Right... Right, of course.” You take a hearty bite. What other phrases can you use to keep the conversation vague? You both do not regularly discuss about each others personal lives, even though you don’t necessarily need to start asking, as Kyojuro can be a social butterfly, especially during meals. You almost pass out, thankful for him changing the subject again to avoid further embarrassment. “Do you like working as a maid? Do you enjoy doing these tasks?”

“I love it. I enjoy it even more so than where I am supposed to.” Housework being done in your home is a chore… but not here. “Really? I see.” He gives a warm smile. "May I ask why? I find it a little strange.” You clear your throat. “I understand. It's peaceful here... and Senjuro just brightens up my days.” You look at the boy, who is playing with his rice, making you and Kyojuro both cut your eyes in silent annoyance before continuing to eat and glance at one another.

“And we both know that Tengen is a lot more talkative than peaceful.” He says, grinning, as if implying that Tengen can be a bother. You don’t deny it and grin along. He puts his chopsticks aside and looks at you intently as he continues “You know what, y/n? Tengen and I are quite different in our personalities.” Yes, please talk more about yourself… please. “Do you think I am wrong for enjoying the polarity, Kyojuro?” Did that sound too forward? He stares at you for a moment, his eyes dancing around the room eventually. “No, you're not wrong at all. The polarity is what makes him and I great friends.”

Senjuro passes by, putting his plate somewhere in the kitchen and going outside into the misty environment after the rain stopped a few moments ago. “It's enjoyable getting experience for the future from the little ones like him” you speak softly, smiling to yourself. “You'd make a great mother, y/n” Kyojuro says with closed eyes. A small blush appears on your face without you noticing. “Pardon- What I'm trying to say is that you are really good with children, and I believe you will be an amazing mother someday.” You clear your throat again out of nervousness “Thank you, Kyojuro.”

“I actually am glad you said that; I wish to be a good mother *some day*” your voice trails off at the end, remembering that the dream of yours is practically slipping out of your fingers by now. As he looks at you with a gentle gaze, he calmly affirms “I wish that for you too, y/n.” You tuck stray hairs behind your ear. His booming voice startles you “Is that something you think of often? Becoming a mother?”

“Yes. It’s always been a dream of mine. A personal dream.”

“Tengen may very well be a good father figure by your side.”

Your heart skips a beat. Would he? Your face goes dim as you take longer than usual to chew. Kyojuro’s voice sounds like a lullaby… he would be the kind of man to- “y/n, is something the matter?” His hand lays on top of yours, making you immediately stiffen. “No, no” You blurt. For a few seconds you both just sit at the table looking at anything but each other. The atmosphere feels a little bit tense, but the silence allows for careful wording. “Is everything good with Tengen? Is there anything wrong between you two?” Kyojuro’s hand gets a better hold of your right hand that is flat on the table. Your gaze meets his, trying to distract yourself from his warm touch. “Tengen is a good man.”

He furrows his brows “y/n. Whenever I ask-”

“Tengen is just… a character.” You look away with furrowed brows. “He can be, but he cares for you, remember that he always puts his family first.” Kyojuro says to you before removing his hand and he picks up his chopsticks once more. Damn you, Kyojuro. You focus on your plate, noticing the little details on the rim, and don’t know how much time passes. “May I ask a question that does not revolve around him exactly?” You nod and finally make eye contact.

Kyojuro takes a deep breath, “Why is it that you feel more comfortable at my home than you do at your own?” Your expression fades into a blank one as you immediately look back at your food. You forgot you told him that one day… he’s good. “I’m in good company. And of course, the conversation earlier.” You hope that it is enough to satisfy him as he smiles at you while chewing.

You both nod at each other before his eyes close. “That's very sweet, y/n. I like the idea of helping you achieve these dreams of being a mother.” You drop the food from your chopsticks with your eyes wide. Did he mean for it to sound so… “Kyoju-” His interrupting laughter makes your face flush and you shovel the food into your mouth. Kyojuro speaks with a soothing tone “What I mean, y/n, is that I would be very happy to see you achieve your dream.” You choke out “Unfortunately the timing is not up to me” before you even realize it.

Kyojuro nods, as if to show he understands. Then he look at you with a soft smile. “Time will tell, y/n. When the time comes, I hope you can be the mother you always wanted to be.” Then he adds “I wish that for you. In fact, I truly do.” You smile, a little too much, at him. Your eyes dance around his facial features, noticing his puffy cheeks before he swallowed his bites. A genuine smile appears on his face as he remembers the words that he just spoke. Kyojuro gives a light sigh, and then uses a soft voice.

“Tengen is my best friend… but I will keep your answer under wraps.” Your chest feels like it’s caving in. The tone of his voice becomes a little bit more serious, even though he’s continually smiling “It's a question, just like earlier, and I hope you can answer it honestly.”

“I will always be honest with you.” Covering your nose with how fast you blurted that, he continues after a moment for him to chew. “Is everything alright with Tengen?” You immediately avoid his gaze as you begin to seem focused on deterring. He won’t let this go until you answer… And you want to keep talking to him. “I have much love for him, Kyojuro…” Is he testing you? A pause is felt in the air, as he stares down at you trying to understand your answer, his gaze sharp. The only sounds heard are the clacks of your chopsticks trying desperately to grab food and Kyojuro’s gentle breaths. He continues patiently waiting for a better answer to his question. “He is my husband, I-”

Kyojuro is stiff as a board. He takes a breath, and the calm and peaceful expression that he usually has returns. With a gentle demeanor he says to you “y/n, are you happy with him? Is he a good husband to you?” You stand up abruptly and speak as you head to the kitchen. “Excuse me, Kyojuro. I don’t mean to be rude.” He stands up at the same time you do without missing a beat. He follows you and gives you a substantial amount of space, but you still feel his heat. “I apologize for anything that made you sad or uncomfortable.” His voice seemed to have gotten deeper. “You will never make me sad, even if you intend to.” You bite your lip.

“But you look sad, y/n. I can see it in your eyes.” He looks at you with a genuine concern. What's on his mind? Is he just referring to your outburst? Or is it the change in attitude when you can get away from your estate? “I just want to hear what you were going to say... please.” His voice makes you feel like you’re on cloud nine.

You decide to do what you do best. “I am happy with my life, but I am not content.” You want to burst out laughing. You know through his breathing that he felt that your response was not satisfactory. He continues with his deep tone. “Are you afraid of what I might think if you tell me how you really feel?”

You say nothing and nod. You need time to think. You can’t handle being this close to him and having him look at you in this manner. Tengen doesn’t let you think. Kyojuro takes a breath and nods along with a hum. He touches your shoulder. “That's okay. You take your time to think about it, and when you are ready to say it, I am here for you.” Then his tone becomes a bit more light and positive. “In the meantime, eat your food while it's hot!” Unbeknownst to you, a tear is forming in your eyes. You giggle “Ah yes… I almost forgot about it-” His hand moves from your shoulder to your cheek, barely adding pressure to wipe it off. You pause with your lips parted, eyes darting anywhere else. He immediately turns his back and you let out a shaky breath.

Sitting back down next to each other, you eat a good portion of your food before he snaps his head to you. “I too, have a dream I wish for, y/n.” Your eyes turn into saucers, egging him on. “One of my deepest desires is a family of my own-” You’re going to faint. You’re trying not to wobble. “I love my father and my younger brother. It is just that, I feel like I am incomplete without having my own children to protect, love, and to have by my side.” He confesses, his eyes and tone full of emotions not expressed to you before. “That is the reason why I take care of Senjuro’s emotions and encourage him... I see myself as a father in those moments.”

“The mother of your children will be lucky indeed.” You feel as though you’re sinning. You ignore the way his arm stutters when picking up his bite of food. He rambles absentmindedly about the happiness he would feel waking up to his children smiling up at him, waking him out of his slumber, and more. You don’t realize your food is cold by now. His voice gets quieter as he continues, which makes you want to make things less awkward.

All this future children talk makes you drop some of the food once more from your utensil, but not on your plate this time. He chuckles, trying to make the situation a little bit less awkward. “This is what dreams do to us. They make us think impossible things and sometimes makes us drop our well desired food.” He says cheerfully. “Let me just clean this for you.” Kyojuro grabs a cloth from the table and wipes the sauce left from the impact. His hands. The up and down movement. Your lips part as you look at him swiftly moving on the table.

His eyes go wide and your body goes stiff before the cleaning task is over and you both finish your already lukewarm dinners. You clean the plates as Kyojuro washes them for you. The squeaks the cloth makes against the clean dishes scratches your brain nicely. “Do you feel lonely sometimes?” He speaks, drastically lower than usual. You look at him curiously and nod, “But I never feel lonely in your estate.”

“That's good.” he smiles gently. “You know, I don't feel lonely either, with you.” Your cheeks feel hot as his near whisper tugs at your heart strings. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“I’m glad to be here, Kyojuro.” You want to be here all the time… He laughs before continuing “The warmth you bring… If it was only me running this home, with no help at all, I wouldn't even be able to keep the door open. The fact that you do what you can, makes me incredibly happy.” He has no idea how your imagination is running wild. “Is that so?” You look at him directly in his eyes, not daring to look at his parted lips. “I am being completely honest with you, y/n. And, it is not only me that appreciates you. Senjuro-”

He pauses and your jaw starts to ache from excitement feeling his breath hitting your face. “-considers you a second mother, and he thinks of your presence in this house just as much as I do. He feels your warmth, just like I do.” You look at him with stars in your eyes. Your mouth opens but anything you say would cone out without you weighing the consequences.

“I will await your next visit, y/n.”

When your carriage arrives, Kyojuro helps you board, Holding your hand tightly, you feel your body go limp. He’s such a strong man… They seem to be your type. You swallow your saliva and smile warmly at him before he does the same and leaves you be. You watch from the back panel, as Senjuro and Kyojuro watch your carriage disappear until the next time. What are you going to write in your journal?

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The silence in the carriage is suffocating, you can’t believe Tengen actually pulled through. After getting off the carriage, you were walking behind Tengen into your shared estate. Suddenly, before stepping inside completely, Tengen grabs your right hand and pulls you along, walking speedily until you both reach your shared room upstairs. As you’re being pulled, you notice the three women staring at you both with their mouths agape. You feel a bit self-conscious as they mumble to each other, but Tengen doesn't seem to care. You're a bit taken aback by his behavior, unsure of what is happening.

“Tengen” you whisper, as he fumbles with the buttons on your cardigan. You look up at him in shock, but he's not looking at you in the way he usually does either. His gaze… it's empty and filled with annoyance. You feel a lump in your throat, unsure of what to say. He rolls his eyes away from yours, and puts his focus onto your cardigan in his hand before he throws it in the laundry bin. You stand there, frozen, unsure of what he's thinking. He lets out a sigh and cups your face. “Listen-” he says, his voice low and urgent. “I don’t understand what you’re trying to do, but it needs to end… I want to trust you, my love.” You close your eyes as he continues rambling what he has memorized. His ‘I care for us’ conversations always go the same way, until you or him make a vague promise and it’s back to normal. No use in listening to him.

Eventually you cut him off, “Tengen, you're utterly ridiculous.” He looks at you quizzically and lets go of your face. “What’s ridiculous about me wanting the truth?” He grabs you by the chin and gently forces eye contact. “Say it. Did you do anything with him or not? Because I see no problem-” You sigh “You’re such a pain…” You both have a staring match that seems to calm him down, before he embraces you. “You better not have. Put your arms around my neck.” He picks you up by your rear and carries you towards the bed. You don’t struggle, but have worries about what is about to happen when his behavior ramps up. “What did you even do today? Since you're in my business and all.” You say with attitude, staring at his chest. Tengen caressed your hair and brushes it out of your face. “Let's not get into it right now.” He sets you down on the bed.

You feel a bit disappointed before clarifying “What did you do with the other wives… today?” He smirks at you. “That's none of your business, dear.” He slowly climbs on top of you. You furrow your brows “Excuse me?” He gives you a peck on the lips. “You heard me, my love.” He moves his nose along your neck. “Tengen... why would I entertain this?” you barely whisper. He kisses your jaw before whispering “Oh, don't you worry, because I'm going to make it up to you.” He moves his hand up your thigh. You interrupt his vagueness, “They're going to hear...” He mumbles that he knows before you speak up and make him retract his face and hands from your body.

“It doesn't feel right tonight, especially after your little... show earlier.” He scoots himself back from you, crossing his arms. His smug smile fades. “What's the matter, my love? Do you not want me tonight? It’s been-” He stops to lean down, observing your face. “I just...” You kiss him twice rapidly “Not tonight. I'm not in the mood for you.” He raises an eyebrow before smiling. “Is it my turn to say ‘excuse me’?” He gets off of you and stands upright. He’s silent for a while, his face blank. “You don't want me?” Tengen says with a deeper voice. You sigh dramatically “Bigger picture, Tengen.” He laughs at your hands forming a picture frame. “What's that supposed to mean, y/n? You don't wanna get lucky so we can make the other wives jealous, or what?” He laughs once more, caressing your cheek.

You gasp dramatically trying to mask your confusion “Oh? So that's what you do to me, huh?” You raise your voice as you stand up from the bed, making Tengen take a couple steps back. “That's what I do to all of my wives, y/n.” He adjusts himself and makes his way towards the door before turning to face you. You cross your arms “Yeah, go away.” He points a finger at you. “Don't get all mad now, my love. I'm just going to do the deed myself.” He smiles before speaking again “So you’re going to keep me updated, right?”

Before you can start walking past him out of the room, Tengen crosses his arms and stands before you. You look at him confused. “Journal.” You furrow your brows “What-” He cuts you off “I want you to keep a journal of what you do over there, y/n.” The shock on your face is palpable, your eyes starting to ache. “You want me to write about what? Oh, my daily chores and recipes? I mean…” You don’t know what to think. Tengen’s face is unmoving, and this new control tactic seems ridiculous and a stretch. “My love, it’s just for a little while. Were you listening to me?” You’re about to rip his head off. “What is the purpose? Where is this coming from, Tengen?” He looks at you blankly. “If it’s a boring day, then add cute doodles for me.” He leaves you as you scoff, hoping he forgets about that request.

After changing into your nightgown, you go downstairs to say hello to the other wives. Finding them outside, you sit in between Makio and Hina in their little circle as everyone adjusts overall. “I’m sorry I couldn't greet you all earlier…” They giggle and don't seem to be phased by this. Hina comforts “No worries. We know how he can be sometimes.” The three of them chuckle again. “Hmm, I bet.” You say, a tad jealous since you haven’t witnessed him do that before. The rest of the night was quiet and uneventful, since everyone seemed lost in their own thoughts. Before bed, Tengen reminded us that he loved us all and that he was training early in the morning. Makio groaned while the rest of us cheered, causing him to scowl and mumble rant.

In the morning, you decided to get information out of them, since it really was rare for all the girls to get time away from Tengen when inside the estate. If Tengen wasn’t going to tell you what happened the day before, they certainly will. “What did you guys do yesterday with Tengen?” All three looked at their food or drink at the breakfast table. “Not a lot” says Suma, “He kept running off to do his own thing…” The three exchange glances. You widen your eyes “What is that about?” Makio speaks with her mouth full, “He's acting strange.” Hina nods “Maybe something happened. I noticed it too.” Suma shrugs. You feel uneasy. “Any theories?” you say to no one in particular. The three of them sit there, completely stumped.

Suma swallows her bite of food “Well, this might be a stretch but-” You all look at her intensely. Makio exclaims “But what?” She looks around, nervous to speak her mind. Suma barely makes out “I have a feeling.. that Tengen is cheating on us...” The tension between all four of you has drastically risen. The silence in this tense moment seems to last forever. You feel like rolling your eyes. Hina’s voice is feathery “That can't be it.” Makio scowls “That's crazy to think that!” You speak up “I just can't believe he'd do something like that.” Everyone is in a state of denial, not believing that Tengen could be doing such a thing. You continue, “Tengen has many flaws but... I don't think...”

Suma butts in “I mean, look at how he's been acting. He doesn't spend time with us anymore!” The three of them sigh in frustration, realizing that it might actually be a possibility. However, you seem confused, thinking that they all got along well. “What? Are you guys crazy, too? Tengen spends a lot of time with you guys!” You aggressively chew your food. Makio pouts “True, but it's just not the same as before... There used to always be something to laugh about…” You scoff. All three of your sister wives think about what Makio said. They slowly nod and begin to agree with her. You cover your mouth from laughing “How? Was it only recently he ignored you all? Welcome to the club.”

The three of them looked at you and seemed confused. “You're not joking?” Hina blurts out, seeming genuinely concerned for you. “When does he spend time with me?” The three of them seem speechless. Makio was the first one to speak up, “Well... doesn't he sleep with you? When you get home?” This entire estate is bonkers. Everyone was in shock. Not one person could stop you from enjoying your breakfast, as you were busy chewing your food. Makio gets an idea. “So, when was the last time he slept with you?” You widened your eyes before flipping the question “…when did he sleep with you?” Makio talks with her mouth full “About a week ago.”

Suddenly, everyone in the room realized the truth, and seemed very alert. All four of us look at each other. The tension seemed to grow now that the topic was very sensitive. Makio’s eyes flickered to you before she points at Suma. “…a month or so” Suma points at Hina. “Two days ago.” In a sense, all of the wives looked somewhat jealous when describing the last time Tengen had slept with them. You tried your best not to put on a jealous face, and decided against being honest about the last time, which was quite a few months ago. You spoke up “He tried to sleep with me last night... I rejected him.” Suma gasps. “What!? How could you do that to him?” Makio raised her hand, causing you to flinch “Are you crazy?”

“He was being weird… he didn’t deserve me.” They all fall silent. You’re starting to question your judgement… it seems like he’s trying to get on a sleep schedule with you all. They slowly look at each other, jumping to conclusions as to what was going on. Suma sighs with frustration. Makio yells “Tengen has a favorite?” Suma scoffs in disbelief. “No way. He loves us all equally.” You facepalm, putting your drink down. “Who do you think is the favorite?” You just can’t pinpoint their thought processes. “I think you're the favorite…” You point to Makio. She looks down. The other two wives think about it for a second as well. Makio starts, “It's either you or Suma.” Everyone is somewhat shocked by this new realization. You raise your voice “It can't be me, he's always upset with me.” Everyone slowly looked at you. “But you're his only wife that rejects him.” Hina whispered. Suma added “And you smell like Kyojuro every time without you getting yelled at.” You scowl at her. Why is this a hot topic right now? Does he yell at them?

They laugh a little, but it's actually the truth. You pout “Well I work for Kyojuro, of course I'll smell like him. And we can all reject him if we want to.” Everyone pauses for a moment. Their laughter echoes through the house. Hina looks at her hands. “I think Tengen would go crazy if all of us rejected him.” You all laugh in agreement. “We should have an experiment! When he tries a move on one of you, maybe someone can reject him and see his reaction. He wasn't too upset when I did it.” Everyone but Makio hums in agreement. “I'll try to reject him next time.” said Suma, who was cut off by Makio saying she’s in in the middle of the line. Hina whispered “I'll do it the time after that.” All three of your other wives giggle before you speak up “He's going to go even crazier than he already is…” They all cackle, Makio snorting. The thought just makes them more excited to see his reaction. Makio grinned “This'll be fun.”

You couldn’t help but feel weirded out by the fact that they haven’t rejected him, it seems. Tengen really was spoiled, and it shows that he did not make them feel uncomfortable enough to say no to his advances.What makes him try to sleep with them more than you? Do they not have any complaints at all? You were holding this conversation topic for later. The timeline is blurry, and you seemed unable to hide your worried face. The idea of being a favorite just couldn’t pass you by, in all honesty. It kind of excited you “Do you guys really think I’m… because I rejected him?” You hoped they wouldn’t make you clarify. Hina raises one eyebrow. “Of course we do. You're the only one that ever rejected him.” You think about the ‘favorite’ discussion. “How does that make me a favorite? We only ever kiss… at most.” The other three wives look at you for a second. Suma covers her forehead “Well, we don't do much either. He just sleeps with us.”

Makio and Hina nod in agreement. Your jaw drops at the casual statement. Suma continues, “He kisses all of us, but the way he acts towards you is completely different from how he acts towards us. And you're the only one who rejects him. You leave the estate regularly!” This isn't making sense. They all nod. They are dead set on this idea that Tengen likes you slightly more than them. All three wives look at you for a second, then they smile in your direction. “So, what are you gonna do now?” questions Hina. Makio smirks “Are you gonna reject him again?~” The three of them are eager to see another reaction out of him.

You sigh “He has the worst possible, terrible timing. I didn't want to reject him... it was so long since last time…” The three of them seem to be disappointed in your decision. They all want you to reject him the next time he tries something. Suma exclaims “Ah, come on! Reject him! It'll be even funnier if we all reject him!” The other two wives nod in agreement. You felt like admitting your opinion to them “He won't approach me again after last night, at least until he goes through the rest of you.” You talk over their giggling as you point at each of them as you count up “He'll go 1, 2, 3, 4.” landing on yourself. They all look around at each other. Makio puts her head on her knees “Oh, right. He does seem to go in that particular order, based on intimacy.” They all nod in agreement. Each one of them plans to reject him the next time he comes around. They're all on the same page- they will get their husband back to paying attention to all four of them, and to stop picking a favorite.

You can’t help but also admit what Tengen wants from you… since it’s bothering you that you had no say. “Guys... I have something to say now that we're being honest.” They all look at you with curious faces. They all tilt their heads to the side in anticipation of what you have to say. “Tengen doesn't seem to trust me in Kyojuro's estate, so he wants me to write everything that happens over there in a journal.” Everyone stays silent for a second, intrigued. They all look at each other, completely in shock. Makio speaks loudly “T-Tengen doesn't trust you?” You look particularly guilty. Everyone still looks at you with shocked facial expressions. They want to know the reason why Tengen doesn't trust you. Hina perks up “Wait, I'm confused. Why doesn't he trust you?” You furrow your brows “I don't know. He knows Kyojuro would never... he would never be in an affair with me.”

You’re overthinking… Did you phrase that correctly? Should you have told the girls at all? Do they know more than they’re telling you? Makio’s voice is quiet for the first time “… Did you do something to make him think you're having an affair with Kyojuro?” The three of your wives are intrigued and they want to know the truth. You blurt “No!” You furrow my brows further. “Kyojuro and I haven't done anything romantic...” Saying that sentence out loud makes you feel lightheaded. Everybody seems a little skeptical of what you said. Suma pats her own head “You sure Kyojuro never flirted with you or did anything inappropriate towards you?” Hina adds “Never? Not once?” They all look at you in disbelief. “No... what would you classify as flirting?” Everyone is silent for a moment. They all wonder what to say. Makio stares into your eyes “He didn't try making any passes at you? Any flirty remarks? Any touching?” It’s just been hugs… your brain is on overdrive. They're being a little pushy about it. Makio wouldn’t stop babbling “Like putting his arm around you or anything like that?” They all are still waiting for you to answer. They all seem so desperate for you to say something. You look down “It has never been anything romantic.”

“So, he's never said anything inappropriate to you?” Makio pinches your cheek and you slap her hand. She asks this in a suspicious tone. “Never. He's a gentleman.” They stay silent and seem skeptical that Kyojuro never made any inappropriate comments or actions towards you. Hina eggs her on “Are you absolutely certain there was never anything inappropriate?” These women are crazy. Not even in your daydreams does he do romantic things. You feel terribly guilty for your imaginations. She asks this with a somewhat teasing tone. You recoil “Don't say it like that!” You all giggle. “You sound a little defensive.” Suma whispers. They all look at you with amused or suspicious facial expressions. You raise your voice “Stop the interrogation!” You sigh “Kyojuro is not flirtatious at all!” They stay silent for a few seconds, as per usual. Then the three of them begin laughing hysterically. Hina wipes her eyes “It's just... a little unbelievable. If that's true, then... why doesn't Tengen trust you?”

You decide to change the subject, as you really want them to clarify their feelings on the journal. “You guys think the journal idea is… normal?” Two of them nod. Hina hands you a napkin “I think that there could’ve been a worse request-” Suma cuts her off “What color is the journal?” Makio scowls. “I think it’s insane… but I would do it if I were you… It would make me feel weird knowing he doesn’t trust me. I’d prove him wrong…” She was right. You wanted to confirm the current plans and stop the heat from reaching you.

“As long as you all ignore his advances for our ‘experiment’, I think I’ll let everyone read my journals! You can even decorate with me!” You were all laughing as Tengen comes inside the estate. You start to ask a question as the laughing dies down “Does he really yell at you gu-” His footsteps are heard. The room goes quiet, you keeping your mouth shut, and everyone covering their mouths. He looks at the four of you, looking quite confused as to what's going on. “What are you guys so excited about without me?” Everyone looks at Tengen with blank expressions.

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Tengen made you want to curl up into a ball. You woke up with a mission, to prove that his kisses were just out of habit, or him even speaking to you at all, for the matter. A recipe for disaster, considering that conversation last night with him admitting that he was seeking a fresh slate, instead of actually reading what was written on the previous one.

‘Why was it so difficult for him to even say things that aren’t full of double meanings! “Oh, y/n, our marriage is in shambles and we have no intimacy besides soulless kisses because you don’t have the memory of a goldfish” I mean, what was he even saying?’ You thought to yourself as you angrily tussled with your hair in the morning, wanting it to look nice for Senjuro’s dedicated day. He mentioned that he liked your hair in a braid, just like the first time you ever arrived to take care of the Rengoku Estate.

Tengen had jokingly told you that the hairstyle made you look like a complete rookie amongst other things, and you didn’t dare do that style again, but today it didn’t matter. Does he even look at you that closely now, anyway? Your mind started to picture what would happen later on, how Kyojuro would probably be extremely attentive, and how Senjuro would be off the rails with excitement and tackle you, his growing strength every day making it painfully joyful. Even Shinjuro made it less of a habit to upset his children, at least while you were around, and thinking about the time when he told you he looks forward to your tea, which had you gloating to Kyojuro, who was very surprised.

Going downstairs, thankfully Tengen was nowhere to be seen yet, and the wives were all stuffing their faces. You gave side hugs to all of them and excitedly told them your daily greetings, and served yourself a plate and fresh tea. Hina speaks up, “You’re so… new today, y/n!” You grin ear to ear “I’m just starving” you say as you bit into bread that wasn’t stored well overnight. Tengen opened the front door and calls for you as you take your last sip. The girls all scramble to watch from the door as you get inside the carriage, before Tengen invites himself on as well.

He leans down and kisses your lips for a few seconds before putting his arm over your shoulder as he whispered, “Good morning, my love” followed by your mumbled “Morning.” Nearing the Estate, you realized that Kyojuro was outside, sweeping. Your heart started beating as you saw his focused face as he was oblivious. You snuck a glance at Tengen to see him looking to his side, watching the markets nearby. You step in between Tengen’s legs, pressing a kiss to his temple before stepping off. “Thank you, love. I’ll see you at home.” You looked at him with a blank expression as he did the same, just smiling without showing teeth.

You adjusted your clothes and hair before starting to walk, eventually meeting Kyojuro’s eyes. He inched closer to you, “How was your morning, y/n?” You let out a sigh of relief “If excitement could explain it all… yours?” Kyojuro closed his eyes “I haven’t slept well these past few nights, y/n. But-” “y/n!” Senjuro comes running from the garden and hugs you. You and Kyojuro share a look of amusement as you are dragged inside.

Senjuro was clinging onto you as you put water to boil and prepared a simple breakfast, talking your head off. He was excited about meeting the other kids in his neighborhood after breakfast, and you were doing flips in your head over having the house ready for the surprise with no distractions during preparations. He was such a quiet and timid child, at least around others, so this was a pleasant surprise.

Kyojuro came up behind you two and spoke softly “What are you guys up to?” You jumped in response, causing Senjuro to let go and giggle as he ran to the table. “I’m almost done with breakfast-” you turn to look at him. “After eating you should sleep for a while.” Kyojuro’s eyes were so bright and welcoming. He was so close, his scent was- “Just for a little while, I have to help Sen, and you…” he finished with a smile. You could only nod and finish preparing the meal.

As the boys were eating, you were cleaning the kitchen. Kyojuro and Sen made their way to his playdate. You began laying out all of the ingredients for the meal that takes the longest, and are peeling vegetables as Kyojuro walks inside. Without missing a beat he grabs the necessary pots, and begins dealing with the meats, as per your request. You started blushing as he stood to your left and would move his arm behind you in order to move ingredients to the pot you were mixing, his arm occasionally making contact with your right shoulder.

After he’s done, you look at him apologetically, “You should take a nap. I can wake you up when I need you, really.” He smiles and nods, excusing himself to the couch. After the two separate meals are left to finish cooking, you watch his chest slowly rise and fall, his lips forming a pout as he laid upright with his arms crossed. Getting closer to sit with a book on the opposite seat, you hear light snoring, giggling to yourself as you open your book.

The soup you’re making starts boiling over, causing you to clumsily speed walk back into the kitchen. Cracking open the lid, some bubbles of soup travel to your white apron, causing you to furrow your brows in frustration and groan. You remove your apron and Kyojuro grabs it from your hand and observes it. “Did you get burned? I’ll clean this for you.” He grabs some soap and heads to the garden after you nod your head no. Kyojuro gets down on one knee in front of the basin filled halfway with water to wash your apron. You are in a trance, seeing his wide shoulders and arms holding the washboard, veins popping out under his rolled sleeves. Kyojuro seems to notice you staring and turns his head, laughing. You just can’t seem to gather up a response to his actions today. He eventually stood up and hung the apron with other clothes to dry in the sun.

You tell Kyojuro that the food is ready, and he stands outside to greet Senjuro who should be arriving at any moment, since the sun won’t be out for much longer. You alert Shinjuro on the food being ready and he grunts after mumbling that he might join. You go outside to join Kyojuro, standing side by side. “y/n, how are things?” You widen your eyes but don’t make eye contact. You begin mumbling “Things are fine. Tengen is just busy lately. I don’t blame him… Exhausting sometimes-” Kyojuro speaks up, “I do wonder what goes on in his mind…” Suddenly he’s giving you a side hug, wiping away a single tear you didn’t know was running down your face. He wasn’t saying anything, much less looking at you. After the embarrassment dawns on you, you thankfully spot Senjuro and remove yourself from his strong arm.

At the table, the 3 of you were eating your meals, with Shinjuro hanging about in the shadows, eating on the couch. Senjuro brightens up with each bite. “I love it! I want some more, tomorrow!” I smile, “You can reheat it tomorrow! It’s just enough for you, too.” Kyojuro finishes chewing and exclaims “She did this all for you, since she won’t be here during your actual birthday, Sen” His eyes flicker over to you, getting you embarrassed because your mouth is full. “Mhm!” You sound, trying to chew. Senjuro’s bright face formed into a semi frown as he processed this, and said “I wish you could be here with us…” You could hear even a pin drop, the awkward silence was killing you.

After dinner, Senjuro was doing paper crafts as you and Kyojuro were supervising him until your carriage was supposed to come. You both kept smiling at each other, warm just by looking at his sweet widened eyes. Kyojuro put his hand on your shoulder opposite to you in a side hug, leaning in to whisper “You’ve made us so happy today.” “Us?” You whisper back. “Of course! A wonderful meal, as always, and I bet Sen really appreciated your efforts.” Shivers are sent down your spine, he sounded so gruff. He’s so close for the second time today. You smile up at him, your blush hidden, as his face is relaxed and comfortable.

You heard the carriage wheels due to it being so quiet, Kyojuro let you go slowly before taking a few steps back, rubbing Senjuro’s head. Seeing Tengen arrive on the carriage made your heart drop. Climbing inside, you don’t say anything and offer a side smile. Tengen leaned in close to you, for the purpose of sniffing your clothing. He planted a kiss on your cheek before sitting upright, “Did you forget to wear your apron today?” Looking down at yourself, you notice you left it at the Estate, sighing quietly to yourself. “I must have forgotten it there…” “Hmm? Why did you take it off?” He turned to face you. “It got dirty as I open-” His eyes turn into slits, “Dirty? From what?” You groan rather loudly “Don’t start questioning things if you won’t even let me finish talking, Tengen.” The rest of the ride was silent, with you turning your body away from him. You wonder if he feels what you feel when his mind is elsewhere.

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You close the front door then take off your hairpin and ring, enjoying hearing them slam on the other pieces. You correct your gloomy face to a joyful one before any of the girls notice. They aren’t at fault, you hope, and it’s just normal for some favoritism, right? Who are you fooling?

Walking deeper into the living room, you take a deep breath before the girls take turns hugging you, and you them. Their voices blend in with the atmosphere, as you make eye contact with your husband, an unidentifiable expression on his face. You look at the girls tiredly, as Suma gives an extra hug “Go change so we can eat!” and you nod excitedly at her before you bounce upstairs.

We each have separate rooms, as Tengen is big on gift giving, and it piles up quickly. Another reason is that he enjoys our hobbies, and gives us sufficient space to express ourselves. Sadly, theres no beds except for the huge shared mattress. You don’t want to be near him tonight. You sit in front of your mirror after changing and stare at yourself, getting sad that you got worked up over something that won’t matter. It’s not a surprise.

“How did you get home, my love?” Tengen asked softly, standing at the door frame. “Same as before. Kyojuro kindly arranged my carriage.” You sigh, and turn to look at him angrily after he looks down, avoiding your gaze. You get up and pull him inside by his arm as you close the door, careful to not slam it, and cross your arms. You whisper yell “I mean don’t you think its embarrassing for me? My man-” Huh? Tengen isn’t only your man. He’s your man, Makio’s man, Suma’s man, Hina’s man, and whoever else he wants to share his love with. It’s wearing thin, regardless.

You continue talking, correcting yourself, “A husband, should not forget about his wife and leave her to possibly walk on her own in the cold-” He cuts you off “Thankfully Kyojuro was there to-” You let him ramble on as the room seems to get fuzzy before you speak up, “Why didn’t you send me a carriage tonight?” He finally looked into your eyes and his voice dropped an octave “I lost track of time, and I deeply apologize” he laced your hands together.

“I’ll make it up to you, my love. We’ll go somewhere extraordinary soon, and I’ll even accompany you in your carriage until you forgive me.” Tengen squeezed your hand tightly, squeezing your fingers between his and bringing your hand up to his chest. You close your eyes, not wanting to cry or argue tonight. “Tomorrow” he begins, “is all for you. y/n? Look at me. What’s-”

Before Tengen can continue speaking, Hina opens the door to your room, causing you to widen your eyes in shock. She spoke up after what felt like ages, “Supper is ready, that’s all” she smiles as she makes her way downstairs. You and Tengen share a glance before he goes down, dragging you with him.

The dinner table is loud and rowdy, as the other wives were fussing about how hard making dinner was and how they wanted to split chores every week. You had a deadpan face, refusing to look up from your plate even though you had 2 bites left. You didn’t want to give your input as lately all you’ve done is the dishes and breakfast at most. “y/n, back me up! It’s too cruel!” Oh no. “Leave her alone, remember the last time Makio had the broom?” You ask quizzically, and everyone’s faces turn pale as they remember past events. Makio is grinning while Hina grips her chopsticks tightly. Suma mumbles with her mouth full “I’ll sweep, only this week!” Our husband bursts out laughing, making all 4 of us chew him out.

The next morning, you are woken up by Tengen rubbing your arms. “I’m trapped” he whispers into your ear. You get off of his chest rubbing your eyes and realize today is his promised day to you, the same day that ironically, the girls attend a meeting concerning their work. You freshen up and head downstairs to find him smiling at you, with a cup of tea in hand. “You served your own tea!” You gasp dramatically. “It was so exhausting, my love!” he pats his thigh. You slowly walk over to him and climb onto his lap, facing him. He groans in delight, kissing your forehead.

“Let’s go on a tour of the city tonight, y/n.” You nod in acceptance, slow to plant a kiss on his lips, knowing that there’s no way out. Tengen loves torturing you all. When there’s a conflict, he tortures both parties intensely until there’s an understanding. If he is in a conflict with one of us, he’s the biggest fawner. Something dissatisfied you. Knowing how he is when someone’s upset, of course he would want to walk. It meant that he knew you missed it. At least it was a start.

When the other wives got home, you knew to excuse yourself to go change into comfortable shoes. Going downstairs and eating with them, it seemed to soak in. It felt wrong to look at them as a burden. Everything in this arrangement felt alright at first, but unfortunately it aged like milk. The guilt comes from it only sounding like a bad deal to you, specifically. Inching closer to the front door, Tengen had minimal jewelry on, waiting for you with some rings in his palm for you to wear.

Holding your hand jammed with his favorite jewels, he strolled with you in silence. You didn’t know what to say. The bright lights began looking down on him, showing off his beauty. It felt like your first outing together. However, instead of his eyes being focused on you, they were on the floor. Tengen spoke up quietly, “y/n, I want you to give me a clean slate… Maybe it will lead to us craving more intimacy again.” Us? You don’t miss a beat, confirming what you already knew. You decide to butt in, just a little “Tengen, little things will slowly start to fill our renewed slate-” Your voice suddenly sounded much higher in pitch. “Then I’ll get a bigger slate until we work it out.” He said while his grip on your hand tightened. You gave up.

You slept on the end of the bed, where you felt most comfortable sleeping now, facing away from everyone. You knew you would wake up with your eyes puffy from the silent streams of tears, but you were confident they wouldn’t be pointed out, at least, by your family. Your mind drifted to imagining how you would laugh and see those genuine smiles tomorrow. Tengen had you worried. Half-hearted kisses aren’t enough anymore.

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The laughter from downstairs woke you out of your slumber, as you notice a pillow was replacing Tengen. You smile to yourself as you hurriedly bathe and head down, ready for your day at the Rengoku Estate. The other wives all wave at you with smiles as they were preparing breakfast. You appreciate that if you are taking care of others, they take care of you. Tengen is sitting at the table, arms stretched as he pouts, wanting a hug. You walk over quite slowly and give him a kiss on his cheek before hugging him tightly. “y/n, my love, I need more than that! Too boring for me” He brought your chin close for a short kiss. As you back up he goes to bite your lip and you swat him away, both giggling. Hina walked in and pinched your cheek as you smile at her.

Makio brought out chopsticks and a basket, and bent down for a hug as she said “Good morning! I made extra bread for the boy” referring to Senjuro. You nodded and smiled, smelling the sweet scent. “How kind!” You exclaim with stars in your eyes. It was joyful when all the girls were interacting like one unit. “I hate how you have to go so far… so often” Suma says as she brings your plate. “I just enjoy their presence. You all should come with me one day.” You say with a bite.

Finishing your tea, you make your way to a bin near the front door as you overhear their complaints about leaving the comfort of the estate. You steal a glance at Tengen, as you notice the way he’s looking at the other wives. The look of admiration on his face as they discuss and try to make the others see their point. He suddenly stands up and walks over to you as you grab your hairpin to push your hair to the side.

"Take care, my love." He barely whispers and holds your hand as he slides a ring from the bin onto your finger. He sure enjoys marking you guys in his own way every time someone leaves. The carriage is stationed outside, and the girls are all waving from the front door. Tengen pushes your hair behind your ear and cracks a smile. “Send Kyojuro my regards” as he helps you into the seat. You nod, getting into the carriage and smiling at everyone as you start moving.

This part makes you so tense. Your hand reaches to knock on the main door to the Rengoku Estate. You brace yourself to be tackled by Senjuro, but are surprised when Kyojuro is there with his signature smile. "Good morning, y/n! Come in." He says in a soft voice. You bow before you enter. “It’s nice to see you, Kyojuro. Tengen sends his regards.” He nods "Oh, no need to be all formal with me. You’ve helped so much, I don't think the bowing is necessary." He laughs and smiles warmly at you. You look around curiously “Where is Senjuro?” Kyojuro closes the door and leads you into the kitchen. “He must still be sleeping” He wonders off to check on him. You get started on tea and breakfast for Kyojuro and Senjuro.

After a while you hear Senjuro’s fast footsteps and immediately put down the cups just in time for a hug. “Mornin’ Sen!” you bend down and ruffle his hair. The boy smiles at you sweetly. “Morning! You’re here early!” he walks to the table and sits. Kyojuro enters the kitchen “What should I do?” You get startled and avoid eye contact. “Well, nothing. Its my job today to handle things-” He cuts you off with a determined look “Nonsense! If I’m able to, I can help. You have helped my brother so much, and I’m home today” he looks at you with a genuine smile. You face him and grin. “Alright, take these cups to the table and bring Sen his bread.”

You grab Shinjuro’s cup and head to his room, placing it on the table next to him as you tell him good morning. Before closing his door you hear a grumpy greeting as he reads his book. On your way back, you notice that Kyojuro’s plate is moved to the table without you doing so and smile to yourself.

Your mind starts to wander as you see how Kyojuro acts with his brother, patting his back after he rips some bread for himself. ‘Tengen is a statue, me and the girls are always doting on him, and he’s sweet when he notices efforts, but how many efforts until I feel like less of a maid with benefits’ you think to yourself. You picture how Kyojuro looks at you with gratitude for handling the domestic work, and even- “y/n! Kyo said you allowed him to have some of my bread?” You walk up behind them and grab the loaf, “I did, and now that you mention it, I’ll take some, too!” Ripping yourself a piece, you split it in half and offered the other piece to Kyojuro, who took it with a grin towards his brother, leaving you both laughing as Senjuro pouts while eating. Eventually he finishes his breakfast and excuses himself to go buy some fruit, while Kyojuro is finishing his tea.

You glance at Kyojuro to see him already staring at you. “Every meal of yours never fails to make my taste buds sing, delicious!” You blush and look down at your thighs, “Thank you, it’s the best I can do. Is there anything else before I sweep?” He paused in the middle of taking another sip, clearly thinking of something. A sparkle of joy landed in his eyes, and a huge smile appeared. “I need you to help me plan something!” He leans in closer at a respectable distance, and tells you about Senjuro’s birthday coming up, and what his favorite meal is.

It makes your eyes water to hear that only Kyojuro celebrates his big day, and now he wants you to join in. You look at him with worry “But this is a family moment, and I think that I can only go so far in planning everything.” Kyojuro quickly interjected “y/n, my brother adores you, and” he paused to look you in the eyes, brows furrowed “ever since you started helping us take care of him, he is more joyful. It would be a shame if you couldn’t taste the amazing food we will prepare together, as well!” His face is so bright and cheery, did you hear correctly? “Alright, we will make this celebration a memorable one, for Sen’s sake!”

You felt lightheaded. The imagery of you and Kyojuro cooking, and it leading into a flour fight, and Senjuro joining, and you guys ganging up on him- your breath hitches in your throat as Kyojuro touches your arm. “I’ve started making a list on what we need, and I’ll depart as soon as he comes in!”

“Alright then” you spoke quietly, a blush creeping up your cheeks as you smile at Kyojuro, who you swore had a hint of pink before clearing his throat and staring at his notes. Senjuro’s footsteps are heard and Kyojuro moves his hand away. You get up to grab the broom and step onto the patio, as Kyojuro rubbed his brother’s head before stepping out, sparing you a glance and muttering about getting his father some beverage loud enough for Senjuro to hear.

You stare at him walking away, and wonder if silent confidence like what he has is more desirable in a man. You feel guilty. Tengen has his moments, but you must be patient. It’s 4 of you now, plus Tengen. It still isn’t right to introduce well meaning men such as Kyojuro into your fantasies, even if he would make a great father, and his maturity and cooperation is desirable as well, his calmness and-

Once the patio is clean, you enter the kitchen to prepare dinner in advance in cute bento boxes before you take your leave, honestly excited about celebrating Senjuro’s birthday as close you can, the next time you’re due to be here. Starting to seal up the bentos, Kyojuro enters and pops up next to you, smiling with his eyes closed with two bags of groceries. “Another satisfying meal in the works! It smells amazing!” He exclaims. You look at him eagerly, “Tastes amazing, too! It’s two simple dishes, I hope you understand.” He looks at you in surprise. “I would enjoy even a grain of rice, y/n.”

To hide your blush, you grab the rice ball you were going to take home and try to hand it to Kyojuro. You remember he’s holding the bags and move your hands up to his mouth, looking at his lips a little too long as he laughs loudly and bites a good chunk of the rice ball before putting the grocery bags on a counter. “Mmm, wonderful” he whispers as he passes his hand on the top of your head. He moves all around the kitchen putting the groceries away, showing you what combinations are possible for Senjuro’s special day, then stands behind you, watching you packing the bentos.

As it’s time for you to leave to your own estate, you look at Senjuro and Kyojuro with a hidden sense of sadness. “Alright guys, it’s time for me to leave…” Kyojuro is mumbling thanks for doing individual chores, while Senjuro runs, planning a hug attack. “Don’t go! It can’t be time yet, can it?” Kyojuro stands up to get him off of you, as he continues pleading, “Sleep over… or watch me train longer!” You and Kyojuro are laughing as you step down the front path, and it dies down as he reaches for your hand to prevent you from going further into the cold breeze outside.

Your heart drops as you realize that Tengen once again had not called the carriage as he usually does. You look to Kyojuro as his brows are furrowed and he avoids your gaze. He calls you inside to wait as he finds you a trusted rider. The way back is painfully quiet, and your eyes go dim as you recall how embarrassing it all was. The estate is on the horizon: bright, and some of the shadows inside seem quite lively. You panic as you dismiss the carriage and reach to open the front door, uninterested to know what’s happening inside.

In the Sound Hashira estate, you are busy washing the dishes after dinner, humming to yourself. Unbeknownst to you, Tengen comes up behind you while you are washing and holds your shoulders. You glance at him but seem to be distracted with your own thoughts “Ah my love!” you smile at him glossy-eyed. Tengen chuckles. "Look at me~" He says in a soft tone, then kisses your cheek.

You fully turn to look at him and hold on to his arms. He smirks and leans down “You look even more lovely than usual." He says in a confident tone. You offer a sweet smile “Thank you, it really-" as soon as you saw Suma enter the kitchen, you turned around and began to hurriedly finish washing the plates. He removes his hand with your movement, and walks over to Suma, embracing her for a moment.

They begin whispering to each other, so quietly that you can not even understand what they are being so secretive about. You dry your hands with the dish towel and start to stride out of the kitchen doors while exclaiming, “Alright, dishes done! Gonna prepare for my nightly walk!” You made the mistake of stealing a glance at them, Suma nods “Alright! Stay safe” while Tengen is staring at her.

As you put up your hair, you remember the good days, when it was just you and Tengen, with Makio in the works of being introduced, and he would be the one to introduce these walks, making jokes about how he would protect and serve you on the streets… His large hands grabbing yours as you two “stride with pride” just for fun.

Now, these walks consist of you walking around popular areas of the city with your hands grazing the potted plants and smiling at other locals in your neighborhood. You take your time admiring at a snails pace, as it is the only time you feel at ease.

Arriving back to the estate, you knock on the door and feel uneasy. Hina opens the door and ushered you in, hugging you as you pass by. “You worried me! This walk was longer than yesterdays!” she scolded. You groan playfully, “Sorry mom” you stick your tongue out, “I’ll make it short tomorrow I promise… maybe.” You jog into the living room, where Suma is reading while Makio stands up. You yawn as Makio walks up to you. She whispers “It’s about time we get to sleep in his arms, we have to fight” she pouts. You nod as you grab her hand and go upstairs.

Tengen always lays in bed first, and enjoys us 4 fight for who gets to be closest to him for the night. It used to be really fun, until it wasn’t, and you just fit in whatever spot was left, as you used to take your walks a little later. Tengen noticed the later times, and told you to please either shorten the distance or walk earlier, as he missed your touch. It made your heart swell, and you were a little nervous to be so close to him. It had been about 2 weeks since you were this close in bed.

In your pajamas, you walk into the master bedroom to see Makio to his left. He smiles when he sees you, and you look down shyly. “y/n, finally” You avoid his gaze as you crawl to his side, his strong arms holding your waist as your head lay on his chest. The other wives join, and Tengen does his ritualistic ‘I love you all’ speech that makes everyone chuckle, followed by soft i love you too’s. Eventually everyone is sleeping soundly, except for you. Tengen’s snoring, paired with your over thinking was too much.

You imagine him kissing your forehead saying that you are his brilliant diamond, like he used to say often when it was just you two. Even with Makio and Suma, he would regularly say he loved and appreciated you, but its been a while. All you end up excited about for three times a week is your nanny job for Senjuro, Rengoku Kyojuro’s younger brother, as well as the butterfly mansion girls. You had a knack for bonding with children, and had good home making skills.

Tengen had envisioned and hyped you up about having children of your own the first year you were married, but now it has been 3 years of growing family in the opposite direction. “Was I really the brilliant diamond he cherished, since he felt he needed 3 more?” you thought to yourself. Your head eventually started to hurt, as your mind drifted to what lies ahead tomorrow. At least Tengen was warm…