92 Cursed Wind

Earlier that day…

Kazehaya Gin woke up late that morning, feeling weak as a kitten. There was a bitter aftertaste in his parched mouth as if he'd eaten rubber, and he swallowed, feeling dehydrated.

"Oh, you're finally awake Young Master Kazehaya," a gentle voice said, and he turned his head to see Yayoi walking towards him with a basin in her hand.

She placed the thing on the tatami near his head and reached for a glass of water. "Drink this. You must be thirsty," she said as she helped him to sit down.

"How are you feeling now?"

"I feel better, now that I see you," Kazehaya answered teasingly, making Yayoi blush like a young maiden as always.

Growing up with Ryuu, Yayoi was like his own nanny as well, since he only had Fuji who took good care of him. He had always been fond of the woman who had treated him better than his own mother had treated him.