Here's a short prologue before part 2 even starts.
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Cooking lunch has never been this annoying. Y/n wore a white undershirt and boxers, Denji wore nothing but shorts, while the child wore the same clothes from ever since they've met. They've been washed of course.
Y/n seriously wanted to kill the dogs. Too much responsibility. They were constantly attempting to chomp on the meals he made explicitly for Denji and Nayuta. There is a reason why they have their own food.
"God damn it, Denji!? Put away these damn dogs!"
"Ayt."
He made a whistling sound to catch the dogs' attention but to no avail. A dog tried to take a bite from Y/n's fried chicken and missed.
"You ain't getting my meat you little shit!"
It barked in response.
Meanwhile...
"Milk," a certain child said in the background, fumbling between the cabinets below the sink. "Milk..."
She opened one more cabinet, and to her joy, she found milk. Though she had little to no idea what milk tastes like, all she knew was that milk was white. And she found a container that was white, therefore, it was milk! She opened the cap and--
"Nayuta that's Bleach! Not milk damn it!" Y/n yelled at her, causing the child to flinch and spill the bleach at the sudden raise of tone.
"Hey come on now, don't be so mean to her..." Denji commented.
"Denji, that 'child' was literally about to drink Clorox, thinking it was milk."
"Well, I wonder who ripped off the brand name..."
"...All right I guess that's my fault on my end."
Then they started to hear sniffling and sobbing. They switched their gaze to Nayuta who was still knelt on the floor silently crying with tears flowing down her cheeks.
"Aaand look, you fucked up," Denji said.
Y/n deadpanned. "Like your good with kids."
"Hey, I hug her all the time. You should probably do the same."
Setting their meals aside, Y/n slowly walked up to the sobbing Nayuta.
She is still a child...sooo....
He thought.
Then he lightly tapped the child's shoulder to get her attention. She slowly looked up at him with teary eyes, but that didn't give Y/n a tinge of guilt.
"...I'm sorry..." he said as he switched his glance to see Denji frowning and arms crossed. He gestured for him to add more than just an 'I'm sorry'
Y/n gritted his teeth. "...I'm sorry for...yelling at...you..."
It was obvious. Asking for forgiveness wasn't part of his nature. Then she looked away, not accepting his apology. Then Y/n deadpanned at Denji and pointed at her, giving him a 'look at this brat' expression.
Then Denji made a very weird motion where he placed his arms around his shoulders and swayed a bit.
Does he want me to hug her?
He looked back at the still saddened child. No. He won't give her a hug. Anything other than that.
"Nayuta...how can I...m-m...make...make it up to...you?"
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Eyes [A chainsaw man story]
FanficName: Y/N Occupation: ██████ █████ Age: 19 Birthplace: ██████ ████ Description: Y/n is an entity of unknown origin. Found at ███ ██ ██he has the looks of a nineteen-year-old adolescent. Y/n, an ███of use. Currently on a mission, to guard, and prote...