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The night had already came, and you decided to once again roam the district for a better execution of your boredom inside the place you stayed in with Muzan, which he calls Infinity Castle. But for your it's a lame, there's nothing but a empty rooms.



You are wearing the kimono Muzan had bought for you unknowingly how nor when, the moment you opened your eyes after a long deep slumber, you just found yourself inside a room with full of essentials. You didn't question it, you just took and wear.





Now, you look for a specific shop to let the night passed as well as the morning, not caring if Muzan will seek for you or not. It was the place where your uncle had owned, for that what he told you so; you could come in and out whenever you wished, now he must deal with the oath he had said.





“Uncle?” you called out while the people stare at you, disbelief or relief—you really care about nothing. But it too was disturbing for you have not known them before and they're all looking at you like a new individual who enter the place they had stayed.





“oh Y/—Yukiaoi!” he seems to be a bloomy type of person, of how exaggerated he acts everytime you see him even if you're now far away from what you are before, he still looks happy for you still. Seems like the love he have for you was still unable to be buried even if the decades passed long after you and him, you are still his niece.






You do have a great time talking with him as the moon's started to go down, letting the sun shine bright upon the sky. You are inside the chamber your uncle had told was yours, saying your too much free to stay inside until you fades away—until you like to leave. Though you believes you have no ending if you don't meet a specific type of swords coming right at your neck, where you could be burnt and die. Even so, you still stayed inside while the place were full of darkness. While your thoughts were running everywhere from that to this.






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