Low Tide (Rengiyuu)

Chapter 5

*mentions of self harm and suicide*

I heard that Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke were going with Rengoku. I wonder why.

It was now night-time and I didn't have much to do so I read a book and sewed back a shirt for Kyojuro since it's his favorite and it ripped. I hung it up when I finished. Something about this mission made me on edge. I barely got a wink of sleep, so I decided to go out and wonder the nearby forest. I do this basically every day but somehow I always miss something. The sun started to rise. And a crow came up to me. It was Kyojuro's crow.

'CAW CAW CAW'

'RENGOKU KYOJURO IS DEAD-'

I froze, the crow said more but all that is irrelevant.

He's....dead?

I ran back to my Estate and locked the door behind me. I slid down to the floor. And bawled my eyes out.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH" i cried, i cried and cried and cried. The whole front of my body has been soaked in tears. I could barely walk. I couldn't believe it.

"He promised me." I said as I trampled over to my bedroom. I saw the shirt I had sewn for him. I clutched it and cried. I closed the door behind me and curled myself up on the floor. I couldn't smile without thinking of him.

"Oh no," I cried to myself since it was getting bad again, "Goddamn it." I sniffled.

My throat hurt because of how much I was crying. I didn't want to see anyone, I didn't want to talk anymore, I didn't want to smile anymore. He was the only thing keeping me alive. He was the sun, you can't live without the sun. Or at least the moon isn't complete without it. I couldn't get up anymore, I slept until noon clutching a pillow pretending it was Kyojuro. I didn't have the courage to get up and shower, or even bathe. He was the man I loved, he was the man I wanted to marry, He was the man....for me. I wiped my tears and tried to up. But I quickly just fell. My legs were trembling and My feet were shaking. I heard a knock at the door.

"Mr. Tomioka? I'm here with Muichiro and we came to give....A note that Rengoku asked me to write and give to you. Could you please open the door?" I knew it was Tanjiro. Tanjiro was always such a sweetheart but I couldn't get the courage to even respond back to him.

"I'll just pick the lock if you won't come out." It was Muichiro.

And he did. He picked both the front door's lock and my bedroom's lock.

"I'll just leave it here." Tanjiro said leaving it on the ground next to me.

They walked in and all they saw was a pathetic, good-for-nothing Hashira who can't move on. And they're right. I was on the floor crying and clutching a pillow. When they left I decided to see what the letter was all about. So I sat up and grabbed it,

'My dear Giyuu,

I'm dead. I'm sorry I couldn't keep your promise, I'm sorry I'm leaving you alone again. I had already planned out our future. I was going to propose to you after this mission, but, I guess that can't happen anymore. Please don't get caught up on my death. I should've expected it, I'm a Hashira. I do have a confession. Even though I told you I stopped, I did continue cutting myself. I'm sorry none of this is your fault, I know somehow you'll blame yourself, I'm begging, please don't, keep living, you have so much to offer as a person, you are such an amazing boyfriend. Please don't die. And promise me that, okay? I love you, Giyuu, you are my pride and joy, the world needs you, I love you, Giyuu Tomioka.

With love,

Kyojuro Rengoku'

"I-I love you too, Kyojuro." The paper was so wet from my tears.