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[attr="id","cerberuscol"]AN DEMON'S INTUITION

mire was everything his sister should have been, but couldn't be. he was raised well, appraised for his cunning and intrepidness, which naturally came to him. the noble family that is the shinonome household wanted a competent heir to the family, and in doing so handwrought a beatific, fiendishly intelligent inheritor.[break][break]

mire joined cerberus at the age of sixteen. by then, he was well-educated across several areas of study necessary for navigating the high society. he took his studies seriously enough, as ordained by his parents; he must become something bespoke of perfection and nothing less. that was fine, of course — anything for them, of course. mire didn't question it, nor pardon himself from the duties and inherited responsibilities laid plainly across his shoulders in gilded gold.[break][break]

needless to say, he earned the praise of his private tutors and peers. the sun was too bright, sometimes, and he hungrily lapped it up. there is no clear-cut way to say that the devil belied his modesty and grace, buffeted by mercenary idols, and likewise. pull it apart, and it gives way to gentle arrogance, softly spoken in paltry remarks veiled in honey and ash.[break][break]

mire is led by his ambition, and he sets his sights high.

[attr="id","cerberuscol"]AN ANGEL'S BEAUTY

mire was at a dinner with his family when he found out the truth. the way the room went quiet, a palpable and tense disquiet settling underneath the skin of the scheming adults at the table. they glance at each other from the side, shifting in their chairs, and clearing their throats. the one who slipped up was a younger man who talked too much, and wasn't good at keeping secrets.[break][break]

it was so simple, so minute. they did not believe he would catch on, as they tried to rush along the topic to something else, anything else. mire kept sipping his tea, but justified anger coursed hot and bubbling in his veins.[break][break]

"pardon me," the tea cup clatters on the saucer nosily when he puts it down. "i think i will take my leave from the table. there is something i've forgotten to do."[break][break]

the room is terribly silent when he pushes back his chair, and leaves the room in an agile exit.[break][break]

conversation is quiet from then on, and mire's relationship with his parents sour horribly on his end. he only ever has a few choice words for them at a given time, and there is a look in his eyes that betray his newfound disgust for them.[break][break]

he would find his sister. he'll bring her home, with him, where she belongs, whether his parents wanted her or not.

[attr="class","appplayedby"]played by [attr="class","appooc"][attr="id","cerberuscol"]kintsugi