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𝕭eing able to leave her room and get the chance to at least walk around her own home was something Violet was enjoying the most. Ever since she was discharged from the clinic, she had to stay in bed for a couple more days. During the seven weeks she was in a coma a lot of things happened, but there were just a few that made her feel upset. She had not said in either of them one being her father's choice and the other one she believed it was her fault. Violet felt Kira's fluffy fur nuzzled against her cheek, making the girl gently caress behind the feline's ear with her bandaged right hand.
Violet was upset when she heard Kitoshi and Haruhi decided to postpone their wedding due to her being in a coma. She knew how much the couple were looking forward to their special day and knowing that because of her they didn't have that, Violet couldn't stop feeling guilty about it. They insisted that it won't be the same without having her around. It was heartwarming to know that but at the same time it just didn't sit right with her.
And then there was her father...
The girl let go of a sigh when she walked inside the kitchen, finding Belial drying up the dishes with a white towel while Ukobach was standing on the counter stirring up something in a tall aluminum pod over the stove. "Is there anything you'll like, Miss Violet?" The tallest demon said before lifting his gaze away from the plate on his hands towards her, earning a quiet 'no' from her while she sat near them and the kitchen island.
Kira jumped off her shoulder and licked one of her front paws before rubbing it against her face and looking at the butler demon that was looking with concern at the girl. 'She has been like that for a while, and doesn't stop staring at her phone either. Any ideas why?' The kitten said while she laid down over the counter. Violet wasn't the same girl she was before she went on that mission, it was barely a ghost of the person she used to be. There used to be echoes of laughter from the purple haired girl while she was around, always finding ways not only to play around with the feline but also spend time with both Belial and Ukobach.
The first few days were alright for the girl, being back in the comfort of her home was something she actually missed but nothing felt the same. It was like she was living in a parallel world where she was always surrounded by people but still felt alone. Violet tapped the screen of her phone for the hundredth time that day, just to see no messages from everyone but no from the one person she expected to talk to the most. She wasn't allowed to go out of the house for some time, one of the many rules Mephisto had until she felt better. However, she was more than welcome to have visitors but there was one person that had been avoiding all her invites or even talking to her. They were no longer the same and she didn't even know why.
Two light blue bags tied by a pink bow were put in front of the girl's sight, drawing her attention away from her cellphone. Violet looked up to the butler demon with a questioning look, before she could even ask him anything the butler smiled at her. "I believe Father Fujimoto is holding his target practice in the training room." He informed her. "Mr. Okumura and Miss Shura liked these last time I made them."
