DOLL. douma ✔

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

"Y/N chan, I love you."

I woke up with a jerk.
I can never forget his voice.

It's been a year since demons have been eradicated. So much has changed over time.

I never thought I could become friends with Sanemi. He has mellowed down a lot, probably because of the death of his brother, although we never knew he had a sibling.

It's great to see Giyuu smiling again. We frequently exchange letters.

Tanjiro and Kanao have been spending a lot of time together.

"You like Tanjiro, don't you?"

"Y/N San, i-it's not like that."

I laughed at remembering that. It's great to see that they are finding love, unlike some of us unlucky ones.

I miss Mitsuri a lot. Subconsciously I would walk to her estate, to only remember the grave end she had to face.

I have permanently shifted to the Butterfly Mansion. I decided it was necessary because Kiyo, Nahi and Sumi's presence reminded me of Natsu.

Recently I have seen Inosuke and Aoi hanging out together too. When I heard Zenitsu asked Nezuko out, I was equally shocked and surprised that Nezuko accepted him.

What matters most is they are happy.

Spring had arrived early. Flowers were blooming everywhere. I also heard from Kanao that the places destroyed in the fight were being rebuilt, including the Entertainment District.

What about me?

While everyone wished to forget about the demons, I wished to remember Douma.

I secretly sketched his face so that I remember him.

And there was nothing much.

I spent my time alone, wandering through the meadows, in a free world.

Today, I decided to go to the meadows again.

I was feeling happy.

A hope sparkled in my chest.
Maybe I will meet Douma again, when we both are reborn as humans. We will fall in love again.

I will spend the rest of my life with this hope.

"The sakura tree is blooming beautifully, let me sit underneath it," I thought sitting down there.

I should sketch Douma's face again.

As I sat down to sketch, memories of Douma floodes back into my mind.

I sighed, as I took out the hairpin that Douma gave me and pinned my hair.

Douma.
Douma.
Douma.

"I am sure I will meet you again," I said, before closing my eyes.

As I closed my eyes, I saw something familiar.

His rainbow tinted eyes.

THE END