PEACE | demon slayer

023

cw: suicide

the two reached the l/n estate and y/n invited sanemi in her home for a short while. she wanted to prepare something for the water pillar but at the same moment, time wasn't by her side as she needed time to prepare his favourite food.

with wrapped up the ohagis in a handkerchief and placed them in a box to secure them. the wind pillar was in the living room, observing the numerous crows that were eyeing him. y/n could read their thoughts, they were all sceptical of the visitor that y/n had brought him.

y/n went out of the kitchen and handed the goods to sanemi who was prepared to go off for the mission. he had to brace himself since it would be his first encounter with an upper demon. he was exhilarated to fight an upper moon-- he could finally test his strength.

"thank you... lady l/n."
sanemi thanked the girl for her food, he was minimally grateful for the thoughtfulness of the girl. with a smile, y/n wished the wind pillar.

"please stay safe, shinazugawa-san! could you convey to giyu that he can come to my home to have a meal after the mission, you're invited too!"

fuck, she has that whole entire shitty flowery aura around her.
sanemi thought to herself, grimacing at the comparison that he was making with y/n and kanae.

with a curt nod, sanemi set off on his mission.

y/n let out a sigh that she had been keeping in. she wished all the best to the two. an upper moon demon has the strength of 3 hashiras... she was worried about the outcome of the incoming battle.

she could only pray that their journey would be safe.

entering a room, the air in it was always heavy and still. y/n placed a plate of ohagis on the shrine and a plate of lotus sweets that she had made. she took in the room, it was an ancestral shrine where all the previous masters of the l/n clan were imprinted on.

at the other side of the room was her mother's memorial. her picture was hung on the wall, skilfully drawn by an artist. y/n had always changed the offerings every afternoon. she went into the room everyday to say her prayers.

"hi mom, giyu and shinazugawa-san are on a mission, could you do me a favour and look over them? i made your favourite lotus sweets."
y/n breathed out, she didn't know that she was holding onto one for so long.

her mind went back to the times where she spent with her mother.

she was a ruthless mother, teaching her child the ways of being a young master since she was only 3. y/n had a strict upbringing, with no room for mistakes. y/n had never seen her mother truly smile. a scowl with furrowed eyebrows were always on her face. 

getting berated and beaten by her with a cane was the punishment she would receive at every wrong doings. there wasn't any space for her to breath for she was the only successor of the l/n clan.

enduring the harsh treatments, y/n grew up.

at the blooming age when y/n turned 10, her mother passed away from suicide.

up till now, y/n didn't understand why her mother had chose that path. she didn't leave any letter for her. only the remaining knowledge that was instilled in her were of her memory. there was nothing. the sole thing that she was left with was the position of being the survivor of the l/n family. 

y/n could never erase that memory. 

when she saw her dear mother hanging herself with a white silk ribbon tied on the ceiling hook. 

she could never unsee it. 

when she saw her mother eyes rolled back with no signs of life. the way her pale face with no sort of complexion stared at her. her face drained of all colour and her limbs numb, limp. the young girl just wanted to greet her mother with a 'good morning'. she never thought that her previous night's scolding would be the last words that her mother would exchange with her. 

it haunted her in the back of her mind. 

in times of stillness, her mind would go back to that specific memory and trigger her emotions. 

and it was in times of this, y/n truly felt alone in this gruesome world.