New Beginnings ✩ Kimetsu no Yaiba

Prologue

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Muichirou sat cross legged on his bed with a scrap book between his legs, staring at the cover of the book which was a magnificent shade of blue.

"You know, you should get back to helping me the attic," Yuichirou sarcastically suggested, leaning against the door frame to his younger brother's room. "Just a thought, you know."

"In a bit," Muichirou answered back blankly, his attention fixated on the scrap book. "I saw this picture album and wanted to check it out. Why don't you join me?"

"Alright," he relented, making his way and letting himself settle beside his brother, moving the scrap book so the two of them could see it.

Yuichirou planned on denying his younger brother and tell him to get back to cleaning the attic but he was also rather curious what was inside, considering this was in their attic.

Muichirou flipped the book open, greeted by the title of the first page.

"'Summer School Arts Project: A Summer Well Spent'?" Muichirou read the bright colored title, confused as he didn't remember doing something like this. His eyes scanned the page, looking for a name.

"'Submitted by (L/n) (Y/n) and Tokito Muichirou'?" Yuichirou read, his index finger hovering over the names.

"I think I've heard of the name (L/n) recently. I just can't recall where," Muichirou commented.

They flipped through the pages which held photos of Muichirou and a little girl the two of them assumed to be (Y/n). Each photo accompanied by a text at the bottom, be it trivia or personal opinions (which they assumed belonged to the girl in question).

The scrap book was about her experience with Muichirou, be it good or bad comments. Yuichirou was occasionally in a photo with them or a photo him alone but each time Yuichirou appeared, there was only bad childlish comments at the bottom of his photos, making it clear this girl did not have a good impression of Yuichirou.

"Sounds like a spoiled brat." Yuichirou rolled his eyes, each comment about him only making him more and more fed up. "I can't believe you were friends with a girl like her."

"Nii-san was a lot meaner as a kid," Muichirou defended.

"Was not."

Muichirou didn't bother arguing with his brother as they continued looking through the scrap book. As he continued reading, he could vaguely remember the events which (Y/n) dictated. From things like stealing cookies and petting cats to just cloud gazing, he could only vaguely remember the events of that.

It was understandable considering it was when he was really young when this happened, basing it off the dates she wrote at the bottom of each entry.

"Hey, look at this." Yuichirou stopped Muichirou from flipping to the next page as he pointed at the picture of Muichirou and the girl at some sort of festival, pointing to the close up picture girl's hand. "It looks like yours."

"You're right." Muichirou compared the bright blue ring he had to the one in the girl had, reading the comment at the bottom. "'Got matching rings! It's still weird that the man at the Shateki booth was stubborn we take it even though we failed'."

From the context of it, Muichirou assumed that the two of them didn't win the game but the owner of the stall still have them a prize.

"Is the the guy trying to run a business or a pity stall?" Yuichirou scoffed, flipping over to the next page.

There was nothing as noteworthy as that after the ring entry and soon enough they reached the end where there was a poorly drawn—and poorly colored—Forget Me Not.

The words "I hope we meet again" written at the bottom.

"Well, that was the end of the kid adventures of (Y/n) and Muichirou," Yuichirou stated as he got up, heading towards the door. "Now it's time for the responsibilities of Muichirou and Yuichirou as they should continue to clean the attic."

"Alright."

Muichirou set the book aside, following his brother towards the attic, muttering to himself, "Still, I felt like I've heard the name (L/n) recently."