☆○o。𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎(𝙰𝚗 𝙰𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚓𝚒 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌) 。o○☆

★𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙰𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝★

💀Korekiyo's POV💀
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I was sitting on the wooden swing that was placed on the balcony, enjoying a nice, fresh cup of tea with my only friend Kirumi Tojo. I turned to her, she had a stern expression on her face, which will mean one thing only.. the same conversation we always have every, single, damn time we talk. "Kiyo..?" She started, "I know you're tired of me saying this to you.. but we really need to talk about your obsession with your Sister." I was always sick and tired of her saying that to me, so I somewhat snapped at her. "So what!? I love her and she loves me, can't you get that? Why do you have to repeat the same damn thing over and over again!?" She slapped her forehead, "Kiyo! She doesn't love you, why does she have to dictate every single thing about you? You kept your hair longer for your sister, you kept that same damn uniform on because of your sister, you got rid of your education and social life because of your sister, AND, you got into anthropology BECAUSE of your damn sister!"

We both glared at each other, she had a aggressive, stern look, and so did I, but nobody could see it underneath my mask. "It sees like you want to dictate my life, am I right Kirumi?" I questioned. "No, you aren't, you aren't taking my request to help you find your true self, the self that can make you happy.. without your sister." She debunked. "I'm completely happy with who I am. Stop trying to make me change my mind about myself." I told her coldly. "My sister says really amazing stuff about you that she wouldn't even say about me," I told her. "You should be grateful that I even have someone taking care of me, or I could have ended up on the damn streets!"  I reminded her. "If I were you, I would have stayed the streets instead of staying with that monster. She's not even my sister and I can see her true colors, it time you can too, Korekiyo!"

I didn't want to admit, but she was somewhat correct, every time Miyadera touched me, it felt cold, every time she told me something nice about me, it felt like lies just slithering out from her mouth. My thoughts were interrupted by the rocking of the wooden swing, and Kirumi's ancient China tea making noise while sliding off the glass table. "I feel both of this wants the conversation to end, so if you want, I shall leave you alone." Kirumi told me, the frown was still plastered on her face. "I would appreciate that." I responded, after she left, some thoughts Miyadera slid into my mind.

"You don't trust her? You're pathetic as fuck."
"Why don't you appreciate someone giving you affection, you ungrateful bitch!"

The more I heard the voices, the more I felt like crying like a toddler, that was until Kirumi's voice came into my mind.
"No, you aren't," the voice stated. "You aren't taking my request to help you find your true self, the self that can make you happy... with out your sister." I kept my focus on three words "your true self."

I wondered what that meant. But for now, I just want to enjoy the rare opportunity to get some peace for once in a while.

Author's Note:
Hi- lmao- since I made this chapter yesterday in 3 AM, I didn't make an "Author's Note" thing so sorry about that -w-. Third part might out more later then I anticipated. So I'm really sorry about that! Enjoy the rest your day/night
~Aimi