𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐎 感情 || 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳

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RESTING IS IMPORTANT — CHAPTER #7 — SWEET MOMENTS WITH DA GANG

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Little note:
(M/N) = Mispronounced name.
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The night enveloped you in its precious tranquility, with the moon casting its gentle glow and the stars adorning the sky like shimmering diamonds. The air was serene, and a sense of peace hung in the atmosphere. Despite the idyllic setting, your mind was plagued with unsettling thoughts, causing a wave of unease to wash over you.

Ever since the incident involving Nezuko, the demon girl seemed unwilling to let you out of her sight. Tanjiro made valiant attempts to separate you, but each effort proved futile. Zenitsu, too, found himself met with hiss and rejection whenever he approached. In the end, Nezuko had settled next to you, almost as if cuddling, but you were too exhausted to dwell on the peculiar closeness.

As the others succumbed to slumber, you found yourself suddenly jolted awake, unable to drift back to sleep. The remnants of a nightmare clung to your consciousness, yet the details remained elusive. Seeking solace, you carefully extricated yourself from Nezuko's grasp and slipped outside into the night taking seat on the hard floor.

'...Agh... Why can't I remember the dream I was having? I woke up panting so it must have been pretty disturbing... What if it was a signal? Or maybe an spirit or god was trying to warn me about something?! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, STUPID BRAIN! REMEMBER! Maybe I didn't dream about anything and Im just overreacting... That could be it! Dreams are not important! They are illusions created by your brain! Yeah, that's right... They don't have important meanings so therefore, I don't have to mortify myself by trying to remember what I was dreaming!' You were in denial so much that you didn't even noticed when you started biting your nail.

'...Why did I came here on the first place? It doesn't make any sense... I miss my mom, I miss her so much. If only I could've brought her photo with me then, it would've give me comfort somehow... Now she's all alone at home. Isn't there a way I can go back...? Am I never going to return...?'

You found yourself on the verge of a full-blown mental breakdown. Tremors wracked your body, and cold sweat trickled down your forehead. Your breathing became rapid and shallow, and tears welled up in your eyes, threatening to overflow.
You curled up into a tight ball, hoping that the physical compression would offer some relief. But before you could even begin to find comfort within yourself, the sound of the shoji door sliding open pierced through the silence. Startled, you turned your head, only to find yourself face-to-face with Inosuke.

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"The fuck you're crying for minion?" Asked the boar boy, completely unfazed. He didn't had his mask and looked at you with a bored expression. He was probably sleepy.

"H-Huh?" You muttered.

'Ah right, Jawtigo said she doesn't speak Japanese... What an idiot, who doesn't know Japanese?' Inosuke didn't seem to know that Japanese wasn't the only language in the world. Without uttering a single word, the boy quietly took a seat beside you and fixed his gaze upon you.

'Why is she trembling?' He thought. 'Wait... I KNOW! SHE'S COLD! SHIT, WHAT A DUMBASS! IF SHE IS COLD, THEN SHE JUST NEEDS TO GO INSIDE AND PROBLEM SOLVED!'