At the tender age of 29, (Y/N) Rengoku found herself grappling with a reality she never envisioned. The tragic demise of her beloved husband aboard the Mugen Train, plunged her into a profound and shattering sorrow. The very fire that had once kindl...
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Chapter Five:
The soft light of early morning filtered through the windows of the Butterfly Mansion, casting a serene atmosphere upon the hallways.
(Y/N) Rengoku moved gracefully down the familiar corridors, her steps carrying a sense of purpose as she embarked on her usual morning routine.
She had become a reassuring presence within these walls, a constant source of care and healing.
As she walked, a patient greeted her, their eyes brightening at the sight of her. (Y/N)'s smile was warm and welcoming as she returned the greeting.
"Good morning," she said, her voice carrying a soothing quality. "Remember to take your medication, and we have a therapy session scheduled for two hours from now."
The patient nodded, gratitude evident in their expression. "Thank you, (Y/N)," they replied, their voice tinged with appreciation.
With a gentle nod, they parted ways, each continuing on their own path. (Y/N) continued her journey, guided by the rhythm of her steps.
It wasn't long before she found herself within the confines of the ward, a place where healing took place in its purest form.
The sight that greeted her warmed her heart.
Amidst the medical equipment and soft murmur of conversations, her now 15-year-old daughter, Hinoko, was engaged in an animated game with the children of the ward.
Laughter filled the air, a chorus of joy that resonated in the midst of challenges and recovery.
(Y/N)'s steps slowed as she watched the scene unfold before her. Hinoko had grown into a compassionate and empathetic young woman, qualities that mirrored her parents' legacy.
The children were drawn to her energy, their eyes sparkling with excitement as they interacted with her.
"Hinoko," (Y/N) called, her voice gentle but filled with affection.
Hinoko turned towards the sound of her mother's voice, her expression brightening when she saw her.
"Hi Mom," she greeted, her smile radiating warmth.
(Y/N) smiled warmly at her daughter, Hinoko, as she entered the room. "Good morning, sweetheart," she greeted, her voice carrying a sense of affection.
"Good morning," Hinoko replied with a bright smile, the warmth in her eyes reflecting the bond they shared.
As (Y/N) took in the scene, her gaze swept the room in search of her younger son, Kijuro.
