The Memory Of Heavenly Hymn
5. Sip of Pilu
The horse carriage moved at a slow speed before stopping in front of the tavern after walking from the afternoon until the sun returned showing its might on the horizon, the red glow scattered by atmospheric molecules slowly began to shine on the roofs of houses. Some of the light peered timidly behind the clouds, propagating, and infiltrating between the cracks of the room to disturb people who were still asleep.
On the train, there was a young man watching someone who had fallen asleep doing small movements when exposed to the sun when he grabbed a window cover to see the situation outside, then closed it again.
Still comfortable in the dream is the younger sibling in the eyes of the person, Ryuji. He combed the long white mane with his finger. Feels smooth, like the beginning of his meeting.
At that time, he had just lost a lot of things, but also got something profitable. Taken as an adopted son by the Commander of the Army, let alone his clan including the founder of the kingdom attached to him, his power became stronger. All that he needed for his ambition to tear apart the system made by the nobles in Ikumi Country made him sick.
Like Mr. Setsu who helped the uprising in Okada, if the defections were carried out by small people who did not accept the policy of the government there, he would have no problem. But treason in the area was done because of a power struggle between nobles who judged the government there was not in their favor, and at the age of 14 he was authorized to investigate. Including the fatal mistake of Mr. Setsu who blew up the coal mine belonging to the Commander of the Army because by doing so it could bring down the economy of the Commander of the Army, then made a false accusation to save himself which was known by one of the miners who survived.
Mr. Setsu's theatrical performance on the market at the time made him want to laugh, yet a little boy had turned things around making him wonder. Who is that brave little boy?
As attention turned to the guilty Mr. Setsu, he saw a flash of red eyes and white hair belonging to the robed child. He realized that the child was not from this sickening country. Until the question of identity was raised to the boy who walked backwards as if he wanted to run away, then he appeared because he wanted to save a foreign child, then admitted it as a hidden sister. And, once again benefiting from the presence of the child he wiped his cheek on, Ryuji is special, then he will take care of her.
“Ryuji..”.
A pair of eyelids opened slowly, displaying the dark mystery of the snow-white-haired young man's self within his iris. His long fingers reached for the hand that was still attached to his cheek, his skin was low in temperature compared to the normal human body temperature, as if born as a winter that appeared in summer.
“Come, take a break,” take her while patting Ryuji on the cheek.
The carriage door was slowly opened by the coachman, then he blocked his sister's wrist that was not fully conscious, then pulled out. The sudden movement made Ryuji feel dizzy until he staggered. It once again attracts Ryuji to immediately enter the store. Their arrival—more precisely Ryuji's presence makes people stop his work. Because of the uncomfortable situation, he took the initiative to book a special place so that no one would pay attention to his brother.
The two were directed in a closed place, as Ryuji opened the sliding door, smelling the scent of wine from another room. At first Yashuhiro intended to ignore, but a young man who shifted the door violently and displayed the conditions in his room that contained empty bottles on the floor. Yashuhiro watched all the drunken actions of men muttering something that sounded heartbreaking, then sculpted at the sight.
“I gave my heart to him, but he just left. He said he would age with me, but he married someone else. Though he promised me, ” shades, then sipped a bottle of wine in his left hand.
He fell silent, the heartbroken young man smelled a wine bottle.
“Is it wrong to fall in love with your own waiter?” he took another sip after asking her, then spoke again, “some housemaids suddenly disappeared, including himself. The wind said they were married, but when I went to one of the servants to ask if the person I loved was right or not, he was scared when he saw me coming.”
“Fear?”
The drunk young man nodded.
“Brother Yashuhiro?”
Plainly the drunk young man replied, “Fusae Katsuo.
Hearing the name, he asked to convince the prejudices, “Master Hiroyuki, Your father?” and the answer he received was a snort from the concerned.
“Agregnated into his son.”
“Decorate whatever depravity of your father, he is still your Father,” chirped Ryuji without aling-aling, making him immediately turn towards the Brother. Trying to warn her by saying that she shouldn't say that, but Ryuji shrugged his shoulders as if to tell her what was wrong she said the truth.
“Because of that fact I also hate myself,” Young Master Fusae drinks again the wine until the toilet. “That scoundrel often brings women home to make my mother sick. While I could do nothing due to the ridiculous request not to take any action, I was annoyed when Mother gave the message before dying to keep the person who had already made her suffer. I feel dirty because the man's blood is flowing on me!”
“Then you want to clean yourself up by throwing away the blood that your father is pouring?” seloroh Ryuji's.
Young Master Fusae looked up, looking at his Little Sister with reddened eyes that were sullen. “You, who?”
“Kazuya Ryuji,” replied his sister casually.
“I've never heard your name.”
“Indeed there is nothing to tell, because I was hidden.”
Young Master Fusae giggles, “fast to hide, you white snake,” the ledek.
“What do you mean?”
“Ryuji, meaning dragon. Dragons still include snakes, ‘kan? Plus your dominant appearance in white, you are white snake!”
“This bastard,” umpat the Adik makes himself immediately approach his brother to hold his brother's hand that has been clenched—be prepared to lift a fist. He pulls his brother into the room he had been ordered to, closes the door, and stands blocking Ryuji's door from responding to the young man whose laughter was blaring outside, and later it will be a troublesome problem in the future.
“Unlike normally you lose control, what happened to you?”
“His eyes look tired. He wants to play, and I just want to serve him. He tries to freely express himself, but men seem forbidden to spill emotions, instead of harboring desires can create madness. Strong ones should indeed look strong.”
Ryuji answered his question while pacing back and forth in front of him despite being on standby guarding the door.
