𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟 |JJK x KNY|

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗪𝗢

A Way to Communicate
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IT HAS BEEN WEEKS SINCE YOU started living in the Rengoku residence. To say the truth, you enjoyed your stay with them because they treated you like a family member. Ruka would always care for you like her daughter, dressing you up and doing your hair. She would sometimes let you take care of Senjuro if she was really busy with something. Shinjoru would sometimes take you out with Kyojuro if he didn't have missions to. He also suggested for you to train on how to use the sword which you agreed to. As for Kyojuro...

The boy was a sweetheart.

He always put you first and mostly stay by your side. He would tell you different stories or just talk about random stuff, but he wished you would talk back to him and not just nod or shake your head. You were afraid of talking even though you don't wear the talismans anymore, but you were still scared of harming your new family. You're really fond of him and probably developed a small childish crush on him. He was energetic, caring, and kind to you. He never offended you or said anything that might hurt your feelings.

Sometimes, he would assist you in taking care of his little brother which you were thankful for.

One day, Ruka was desperately trying to make Senjuro stop crying, but the poor baby wouldn't stop at all. His cries were so loud that both Shinjoru and Kyojuro were covering their ears while you were staring at them with confusion.

"Why isn't he stop crying?!" Shinjoru asked, yelling his question over the loud wails of the two years old baby. The black haired woman sighed as she rocked her son in her arms, "I have no clue, he wouldn't just stop. I fed him and cleaned him and yet wouldn't stop." She stated, looking worriedly at the baby boy.

"What if he is sick oka-san?!" Kyojuro asked, shouting like his father as well. The mother thought for a moment then looked at her elder son, "It might be the reason."

You frowned as you looked at the poor child cry his heart out. You didn't want him to suffer like this, so you thought of something that you were hesitant to try. You moved closer to Ruka and she looked at you as you held your arms out, "Do you want to hold him?" You nodded as a reply and she placed the crying Senjuro in your arms. You cradled him in your arms and leaned forward.

"Sleep."

You whispered and it didn't take long for the cries to die down and Senjuro to fall asleep. The Rengokus looked at you with wide eyes as you planted a kiss on his forehead and smile gently.

Certainly, you amazed them.

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Surely, Senjuro actually was ill.

After everything calmed down, the elder Rengoku brought a doctor. He stated that Senjuro was suffering a stomachache, but nothing too serious. Just with the medicine it will disappear and he will recover from it quickly.

Right now, everyone was sitting in the livingroom together to discuss the matter. "So what you said was right, Y/N's words can effect anyone and anything." Ruka said as she looked at her husband who nodded in agreement.

"I told you, she helped me that day."

"I really still can't believe that she put Senjuro to sleep just by a mere command."

As both adults talked, you were looking down, thinking that you might get kicked out because you're dangerous. You didn't want to lose another family, you just wanted to help. You really hated this curse, why were you the one to suffer from it? It was the main reason why your parents left you in the first place.

You clenched your fists and held your kimono tightly, but you felt someone holding your hand. Your head snapped up and saw Kyojuro smiling at you, "Don't worry, we won't leave you behind." You gave him a smile in return. Suddenly...

"Let's find a way for Y/N to communicate with us!"

"But by using her voice."

Both you and Kyojuro stared at the married couple with confusion, not really knowing what they have in mind. You tilted your head, not understanding what they were talking about. "How can we do that then, Ruka?" Shinjoru asked and the said woman thought for a while. She opened her eyes and looked at you, "Y/N, can you say tuna?" At her question, the three of you looked at her with weird expressions.

You were hesitant, but you took a deep breath and closed your E/C eyes, "Tuna." You didn't hear anything after you spoke up, you took a peek and saw them all gazing at you. You fully opened your eyes as Ruka clapped her hands, "Alright, we will use the Onigiri ingredients since Y/N loves Onigiri."

Shinjoru made an oh sound, but still didn't understand. Ruka sighed and turned back to you, "Listen carefully Y/N and try to remember okay?" You nodded your head and paid a very close attention to her.

"Alright, use Shake to agree and Okaka to disagree."

You gave a thumb up and this made the woman smile and pet your head. Kyojuro lifted his hand up, "Oh I got one, I got one!Use Konbu to greet people and Takana when you're worried." You nodded to Kyojuro's suggestion. "How about you use Sujiko to grab the attention." Ruka added as well while you tried to memorize every word they said.

Shinjoru smirked and crossed his arms, "You can use Igura and Mentaiko as expletive." Ruka glared at her husband and crossed her arms as well, "Shinjoru, she is a girl and she shouldn't learn bad words!" She scolded while the man just shrugged his shoulders and comically slid beside you, leaning forward and whispered, "Don't care about this and use them, okay?" He said, giving you a wink. The red eyed woman sighed and returned back to finding words for you.

"Don't listen to him. Okay, so use Tuna when you want someone to focus and Tuna tuna when you want someone to look at you. Um... oh and Tuna mayo when you want to talk. Did you understand, Y/N?"

"Shake!"

Shinjoru gave a loud laugh and ruffled your head, "Look at you! Using what you learned, I'm proud!" You blushed at his words, you have never heard the word proud from your parents at all. You were grateful that you were living with them now. Now you can communicate with everyone and they can understand you and hear your voice.

You were no longer silent.