066 ; Unhappy Encounters

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LATER THAT SAME DAY, A GROUP OF KAKUSHI'S HAD ARRIVED.

they were all in tears as their eyes met the limp rengoku.

when they had carried you all back to the butterfly estate, inosuke was bawling while you were entirely silent.

you hadn't said a word to anyone since you got back.

shinobu had left you food to which you only picked at, she had also bandaged your stomach wound.

turns out you broke a rib and with all your moving, it had slightly pierced your skin, but shinobu managed to fix it up and now it just had to heal.

but now, you were running alongside tanjiro, ready to fulfill rengoku's wish.

you weren't running very fast, both yours and tanjiro's wounds were quite painful and you could feel the colour draining from your face.

you were just ahead of tanjiro, leading him towards the estate.

you hold your side and take some short breaths, you stop as tanjiro starts to breathe more shallowly and he stops, falling to the ground slightly.

you place a hand on his shoulder, but turn to the side as your eye catches senjuro. he was just outside the front gate, with his broom in hand.

"senjuro-kun?" tanjiro says weakly.

senjuro looks up, feeling his eyes water at the sight of you.

you both walk forwards, you both bow.

"have you heard of kyojuro rengoku's passing?"

you look to the side silently.

"we have messages from kyojuro-san for his father and fro you, senjuro-kun. so we've come to relay them to you"

"from my brother?" he questions, resisting the urge to hug you then and there, finding it ude to do in front of someone else.

"i already know what happened to my brother. excuse me!" he shouts slightly as he noticed the purple look on yours and tanjiro's face.

"are you alright? your faces are deadly pale!"

you just grip your wound tighter.

"knock it off!"

you turn to the side, rengoku's dad was standing by the entrance with a scowl, you frown.

"he would've only left the most worthless of messages, anyway."

you close your fist.

he was holding a classic bottle of sake in his hand like usual, "look what he got for becoming a swordsman when he had no real talent!"

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