《Yandere Kouha Ren x Reader (Magi)》Miss Your Family?
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You let your face rest on Junjun's shoulder. You felt like you had given up. You didn't want to watch yourself move closer to the end of the dungeon. All you looked at now was Junjun's clothes. Only when she came to a stop did you look up. What you saw was a giant door with two indents in the shape of right hands. So, two people were needed to get out of the dungeon or you could just put one of your hands on it backwards, although that probably wouldn't work. So, if Kouha never showed up you most likely never would have been able to escape the dungeon anyway. Everything you had gone through was pointless. You shoved your face back into Junjun's shoulder, this time determined not to look up again even when you heard Kouha talking.
"This door leads to the necropolis. It's where the Djinn is." There was silence for a little before you heard both Kouha and Jinjin say, "open sesame!"
Even though you wanted to stop yourself from looking up, you let one of your eyes peak out. It was pretty pointless though, because fog clouded your view. Eventually, it all faded and you were in a city. As you looked around you saw that you were still underground. You were just in a large cavern now. The buildings were built out of the stone of the cave and glowed with illuminating crystals. You were also surprised to see plants growing down here. Plants covered many of the buildings. Most of it seemed to be moss, but there were also many little blue flowers growing in the moss which reflected the glow of the crystals. There were many pools of water everywhere and the ones closer to the walls of the cavern had small waterfalls flowing into them, which gave off a quiet echoing noise that really made you sleepy. The whole place seemed so peaceful and you found yourself nodding off.
"So cute~" you opened your eyes to see Kouha walking alongside Junjun, staring at you. You turned your head towards Junjun's neck and tried to go back to sleep.
"Hey, Junjun. You must be tired from carrying (Name) for so long. I'll carry her now!"
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Hearing this, you shot your head upwards. "Junjun you're fine! Right? Right?"
"Well actu-"
"RIGHT?!"
"Y-yes."
You looked over to Kouha. "See? She is fine. You have to protect us from anything that wants to kill us."
"Aaaaw, but I wanna hold you!"
You ignored him and ducked your head back into Junjun's shoulder.
"Fine." He muttered as he walked a little farther ahead. "This is probably the treasure room."
You looked up at a huge building made from crystal. You hadn't paid much attention to it when you first scanned the city, but upon closer inspection it was extremely gorgeous. In between the shining white-bluish crystal were many dark blue gems that sparkled. You didn't really know how to describe it. You thought of it like the opposite of a night sky. It sort of looked like daytime with dark stars.
Kouha pushed open the crystal doors. As you entered the room you were surprised by an array of gold and jewels which adorned the room. Everywhere you looked something was shining. You had never seen this many riches in one place before. After snapping out of your state of awe you looked around for the djinn that was supposed to be in here. Maybe he was in a different building? But why wouldn't the djinn be in the room with all the treasure? After a while of silence you heard something?
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
"What was that?"
You looked at everyone around you hoping to get an answer but instead you heard a, "MmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmHhmmmmmmmmmmm..."
You looked to the right and when you looked back to the left there was a giant blue person. You couldn't really tell whether the giant person was a girl or boy. Unlike Kouha though, when you had first met Kouha he looked exactly like a girl to you and, well, he still does. However, this djinn, you had no idea whether was male or female. You didn't think about it too much and instead decided to focus on all the other bizarre things of... You would just go with, him? "His" eyes were squinted shut and seemed to be in deep thought about something. Unlike a lot of people you had met "he" wore something completely plain. Nothing crazy like what Kouha wore. This djinn wore a tan worn out toga dress thing. It looked like something one of the slaves in Kou would wear, but a mix of what was worn by bother genders. Before you could think about any of this anymore you were interrupted by another long, "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
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You saw Kouha start to open his mouth to say something, but you quickly yelled something out before he could. "Hello!"
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."
"Um, here's an idea. Why don't you not make any of us a... Whatever it was, King candidate or something, and just let us leave the dungeon. Mkay?"
Kouha looked at you. "What?!"
"Hmmmmmm..."
"Well, you see we only fell in the dungeon by accident. We don't really want to be a king or anything."
"(Name)! We could get another metal vessel for the Kou Empire!" Kouha exclaimed. You didn't care about something like that though. You just knew that you wouldn't become the King Vessel and you certainly didn't want Kouha to have another metal vessel.
"Hmmm..."
"None of us care to be a king! We don't need wealth or power! Those aren't even important!" You weren't actually angry, but you found yourself glaring at the djinn.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmarax..." You looked down to a glowing light on a metal bracelet on your ankle. You had found that bracelet one day while exploring around your village as a child and thought it made you a princess. You had kept it because it held all the memories of your village.
"Hey, Marax! Why is there a weird star ruining my important treasure!?"
"Hmmmmmmmmmm..." Before really getting an answer the whole group was being transported by some magic circle thing.
"W-wait!"
"(Name)," you looked over at Kouha who you had forgotten existed. "You bracelet has just become a metal vessel, so quit complaining."
He walked over to you, who was still being carried by Junjun. And bent over to your ankle and started to take your bracelet off. You tried to kick him away from the important treasure. But moving your feet like that sent a stinging pain throughout your body.
"Kouha," you muttered through the pain. "Don't take that away from me!"
He still took it off your foot, ignoring you. "(Name), you do realize that I can't risk you having this. So, I'm confiscating it from you." He skeptically looked at it. "Besides why would you want something as old and cheap as this?"
"Kouha, it's important to me. Please, give it back."
He smiled at you and held it up to your face, "nope."
What a jerk. He was taking something important away from me! I tried to struggle off of Junjun's back, but I was held in place by Reirei. My hands were tied, literally.
Before I knew it we were already out of the dungeon. Many people were around were the dungeon had been and were pointing and talking about us. It must have really surprised them to see the dungeon they had all gotten used to seeing every day just disappear.
Somehow, we managed to make it out of the crowd. After which, I was carried to a really expensive looking inn, where I assumed only nobles stayed.
I ended up being treated by a doctor and was laid in a bed to rest. I unfortunately did not get my own room and had to share with Kouha. It was not for any reason like there weren't enough rooms, it was completely Kouha's decision. Now, as I lay in bed Kouha was playing with my toes.
"Hey, (Name)~"
"What do you want?"
He giggled a little, which was a bit creepy. "I think I like your legs like this. Where you can't move and where you can't run. I think I'll stab them right before they heal so you won't be able to walk for an even longer amount of time. In fact I'll stab them every time they almost heal so you can never walk again."
You felt a chill go up your spine. "What?"
He climbed onto the bed and kissed you while moving his hand across your inner thigh. "Oh! And (Name). I've got a surprise for you at the castle. I know how you probably have missed your family."
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