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NANAMI WAS NOT IMPRESSED. at first, the blonde wasn't sure why he was being summoned to the nakajima household along with getō and gojō.

however, it soon became clear, as himari had set up a small picnic outside, that she needed them for something.

     "thank you three for showing up today!", himari exclaimed, already to have taken a seat on the large cloth, as gojō had promptly done the same.

"we're honored by the invite", getō formally bowed, as himari was of higher status than him.

     getō suguru and nanami kento were the head commanders of gojō's samurais, considering the two of them weren't that interested in ruling their own piece of land and such.

     they were also gojō's best friends, even if nanami doesn't admit it.

     "come sit, come sit!! I stuck fruits on skewers and...yeah, that's all I have to offer I guess", himari smiled, handing one to each of the three men, as nanami hesitantly bit into the strawberry.

     "lady himari, is there a reason for—"

     "just call me himari. titles are overrated", the woman interrupted, aggressively biting the grape off the stick, as she had no shame looking too confortable.

     "then, himari-san, was there a reason for calling us over?", getō asked, still refusing to drop the honorifics.

"ah yes!! so remember how lord yoshiaki said that I can create my own little group of samurais?", himari reminded, to which the three men had nodded.

"and he said I can pick anyone?"

all three knew where this was going, but they kept quiet instead, as they waited for the woman to get to her point.

"wellll...I have this idea...I must say, I'm like pretty big brain to even think of this. but anyways, my samurai pyramid will consist of three groups. the top is gold, then silver, and then bronze. yeah?"

"I see...so where will we come into play?", nanami asked.

"good question!! you, getō, gojō, ryō, and tōji will all be in the gold section. instead of protecting me and all that unnecessary shit, because I know you guys are busy, I was thinking you could help train the silver and bronze team", himari excitedly explained.

     "oh? himari-chan's got something up her sleeve huh?", gojō hummed, making himari raise her brow.

     "what do I have up my sleeve?"

     'I ain't got nothing up my sleeve except watching hot jjk characters train', the woman internally grinned.

     "why us?", nanami questioned, not amused whatsoever.

     "because you guys are the strongest! and the students that I have picked out will surely flourish under your guidances", himari smiled, clasping her hands together, as nanami still had major doubts.

though because himari had used the shogunate card, he had no choice but to comply.

"fine, but don't blame me when they don't improve in the slightest", nanami coldly stated, as that was his honest opinion.

     'SIR, HAVE YOU MET MOTHERFUCKING ITADORI YŪJI?! that boy will change your entire mind and career'.

     "sure", himari calmly replied, eating a piece of cantaloupe, as gojō spoke up next.

     "himari-chan, are you not jealous of naoya getting ready to marry someone else? I heard she's quite pretty too", the white-haired male casually stated, making getō elbow the man.

"satoru, quit your provoking antics", getō softly, yet harshly muttered.

"hm? I mean, good for him I guess. I just hope whoever he's marrying is mentally okay", himari shrugged, making gojō even more intrigued, as the stories that he's heard, made himari seem like a possessive lunatic.

"are you sure you're not angered? weren't you super obsessed with him to the point that you poisoned his lov—"

"satoru!"

"ah, it's fine getō. but to answer your question, no. throughout these few months, I just suddenly had an epiphany, you know?"

gojō grinned, as he never cared about making others feel uncomfortable with his questions. whatever he wished to know, he dug deeper.

"is that so? what's you discovery?", the blue-eyed man inquired.

"that I'm just too good for that man, and that I'm a simp for you lot", himari honestly answered, wiping her fingers with a cloth, as she rubbed her tummy, signaling that she was full after twelve skewers of fruit.

"a...simp...?", getō confusingly repeated.

"you'll figure it out soon enough. anyways, have a nice day. I need to go take a nap and brainstorm about something", himari yawned, wobbling upwards as she just left the three.

"she's quite odd...but better than what the rumors have said about her I suppose", getō concluded.

"her behavior's quite deplorable, very similar to someone I know", nanami added on, glancing over at gojō, who had finished the remaining skewers.

"huh?"

"how was your little picnic?", tōji asked, laying on the couch as he skimmed through the list of incoming samurais, handpicked by himari herself.

"I feel like nanamin doesn't really like me...I don't know why though. also getō's just a surprise, because I didn't even think the man was alive in the first place", himari snorted, making tōji raise a brow.

"what?", tōji asked, watching as the red-haired woman stared at him.

     "can we trade places? I want to sleep".

     "you have a mattress right there", tōji stated.

     "but I was just outside, and I don't want to change out of my many layers, so can you just let me have my couch?", himari whined.

     tōji rolled his eyes as he moved a little, sitting up as himari still waited for him to completely get off the couch.

     "well? are you going to sleep?"

     "are you going to get off the couch?"

     "no".

     himari furrowed her brows before her pout grew into a bright smile.

     "okay, if you say so~"

     the woman then skipped towards the couch as she plopped onto it, resting her head on tōji's lap, as the male continued reading the pages that had all of himari's planning on it.

     "why'd you stick this zen'in girl with me? you think I can't teach someone with powers?", tōji asked, seeing as he was paired up with maki.

     "hm? oh, that's not it", himari replied, staring up at tōji, as her emerald eyes glistened with sincerity.

"I know you're strong without powers, so I wanted to show maki what she can become, since women are so oppressed and stuff", himari explained.

tōji only hummed, as he covered himari's eyes, not wanting to feel the woman's stare any longer.

"hey!! what are you doin—"

"just sleep".