#gorou requests

Gorou tries to compensate for the cancelation of the date with flowers, but they become wilted by the time he arrives at your tent.

Being the second-in-command of a movement bears the responsibility to take charge of the military front and rebel against the opposing side. As Her Excellency is rarely present around her soldiers due to her duties at another island, Gorou spends most of his time training new recruits and defending the fort. A medic such as yourself understands that the future of Inazuma is at stake, so you don’t mind when the both of you are unable to make time for leisure.

“Dendrobriums?” you chuckle at his choice of flowers and not at their current state, which makes sense given that they are mostly grown near the front lines. “Thank you, though. I can place them on the graves if I come across one.”

“Oh, of course…” Gorou becomes embarrassed at the fact that his gift is meant for the dead. You feel bad that he has to go through the efforts of picking them just to make it up to you.

“Come here, honey.” You coax your boyfriend to come closer so you can pull him for a kiss on the cheek and scratch behind his ears. Off the battlefield, he tries to maintain his persona as the general of the Resistance but ultimately fails since his tail wags every time he sees you and when you are being affectionate towards him. “Good work out there. Are you hurt anywhere?”

Gorou takes your hand and puts it on the left side of his chest. “My heart hurts because your touches aren’t enough to make it beat as fast as it should.”

“You’re so cheesy.” You burst into laughter. Hopefully Teppei and the others didn’t hear you, or else the situation would be very awkward. “I know a way for you to compensate me.”

“Oh? What is it?”

You stare at his weapon lying beside him. “I want you to teach me how to use the bow.”

Both his ears and tail straighten in surprise. “You want to fight in the front lines? I’m not against it, but—”

“Just for self-defense,” you clarify. “I’m aware that I’m needed here to tend to the wounded. In case the Shogunate invades the fort, I’ll be here to shoot them down.”

You note that Gorou cannot contain his happiness because his tail is wagging as fast as the wings of Cincins. “I’m honored to be your teacher.”

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“It’s been a while, General.”

Gorou perks up his ears at your voice in the midst of the rustling bushes. It has been one year since the enactment of the Vision Hunt Decree, a law that he as the minority opposed. Pledging your loyalty to the Raiden Shogun eventually had you cut ties with your former ally, who is now seen as a threat to her eternal realm.

It has been a while indeed, for finding a way to speak with the enemy is such a risky move. Gorou didn’t expect you to agree to rendezvous at Watatsumi Island after all he has done. He hopes to reach a compromise to end this hell of a revolution.

“Do not fret. I came by myself, just as you asked,” you assure him upon seeing him summon an arrow from the vision on his back. “Well then, what is it that you want to talk about?”

Gorou slackens, bringing his arm back to his side. “I don’t want to fight you; that’s all. I just want to understand your stance in favor of the Shogun.”

“Is that so?” You raise an eyebrow. What a strange request. “To put it simply, she views visions as divine blessings that should not be tainted by those other than her. Your words, not mine. Remember?”

You let out a dry chuckle. “To think that her most loyal subject would be the one rebelling. She is rather displeased with you, General.”

Gorou scoffs. At this point, disappointing people is his favorite pastime. “I’m doing what’s right, to prevent aspirations from being stripped away from the likes of you. Not even a god.”

“I am also doing what’s right,” you hiss, gritting your teeth. “The oldest archons… The Fatui… All those factors contribute to her goal. Weren’t you once her most trusted aide? Of all people, you should be the one who understands her better than the rest of us.”

“What is there to understand?” Gorou retorts. “As I advised her before, there must be some other way—”

“How unfortunate. Seems like establishing a truce is out of the question,” you muse, turning your back on him. “I’m afraid our conversation is over. Send my regards to Lady Kokomi.”

“Oh, and one more thing before I forget.” An arrowhead stabs the tree right behind him, nicking the top of his ear. “The next time we meet... I will not hesitate to strike you down on behalf of the Almighty Shogun, Gorou.”

Gorou doesn’t budge, in shock from your sudden attack. One year later, you still remain stubborn as ever. Persuading you to reconsider your decision has been futile from the very start. If this is the path you wish to walk on, so be it.