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Requiem of Destruction (1x1 with DarkMudkip)

Megohime’s lips curled and she smacked his chest lightly. “That’s probably the dumbest one yet.” She muttered, closing her eyes.
 
“That’s questionable.” She muttered, drifting off to sleep.
In the morning, Megohime bathed and went to find Kojurou, steering clear of Shigenaga’s room, where the babe and his mother were, following his scent to the gardens.
 
Megohime approached Kojurou, but kept her distance, rubbing her neck and clearing her throat. “A-Ano..”
 
Megohime lowered her head, a soft frown on her face. “I came to apologize.” She said quietly. “I went too far, and I’m sorry.” She muttered, bowing her head and holding it there, staring at the ground and waiting for his response.
 
She felt her ears burn hot once more, and she kept her head down. “N-No! I-I came on my own... Please, I truly am sorry, if there’s anyway I could show it, I will!”
 
He stood and turned toward her, looking her dead in the eyes and pointing to the ground, "Beg." He stated, like she made him do when he asked her to help when Jin was no more than a living shell.
 
Megohime’s eyes widened a bit, and her cheeks flushed pink, but she gave a small nod, slowly getting down onto her hands and knees, placing her hands before her and bowing low enough that her forehead was nearly in the mud. “Please forgive me, Katakura-dono, I was wrong to have said and done such awful things.” She was trembling with embarrassment. “Please, I beg for your forgiveness, though I do not deserve it.”
 
He exhaled, he knew better than to be so petty. "Get up, Megohime-dono..." He said gently and helped her stand, "You are forgiven...let's put this behind us, agreed?"
 
Megohime’s gown was covered in mud at the knees, and her sleeves were absolutely caked with mud, but she accepted his help. She nodded, face still flushed. “Agreed.” She murmured.
 
She shook her head. “No need, please.” She held up her hands. “Masamune-sama has gotten me plenty, this is simply an old one.”
 
Megohime gave a nervous laugh, rubbing her cheek. “I feel like you wouldn’t allow me to get any blows in anyway.”
 
Megohime had done like Kojurou had told her, returning to the estate and and changed her clothes, washing up in the bathroom to get the mud off of her arms.
 
Megohime looked to Masamune and smiled sheepishly. “Sort of.” She looked away and down at the floor. “Not really, but everything’s fine now.”
 
Megohime’s cheeks flushed pink and she smoothed her hair. “I was nice!” She protested.
 
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