Dark secrets ~ Rengoku x reader

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In the dimly lit room adorned with silks, your mother, Warabihime, also known as Daki, entered, her eyes wide as she took in your revealing attire. "Y/n, what the hell are you doing here? You look nice, but it's too revealing. You're only 17," Daki remarked with a mixture of concern and exasperation.

"Thanks, Mom. Where is Gyutaro?" you asked, and at that moment, Gyutaro emerged from Daki's body. "Y/n! What are you doing here?" he asked, clearly alarmed.

"You need to leave if you want to live. No, I need you to leave because if I lose you, I'll lose a part of me forever," you said, tears welling up in your eyes. Your mother pulled you into her embrace, understanding the gravity of the situation.

"I know you're strong, but unfortunately, I have no doubt that if you stay, you will die. They will expect me to fight you, and I can't. I just can't. You raised me. You're my mother," you confessed, the vulnerability of the moment hanging in the air.

"If I don't fight, they will know the truth, and I'm afraid Kyojuro will hate me," you continued, the weight of your choices pressing down on you. Your mother's caress on your head offered a moment of solace amidst the storm of conflicting emotions.

Just as you thought the room couldn't hold any more tension, the window burst open, revealing your father — Lord Muzan. Daki greeted him with deference, "Lord Muzan."

"Father," you acknowledged, a mix of reverence and trepidation in your voice.

"Go to your room. We'll talk later," Daki commanded, her tone brooking no argument. Nodding, you left the room, the whispers of a conversation between your mother and the Demon King lingering behind you.

In the solitude of your room, you grappled with the complexity of your existence, torn between the world of demon slayers and the intricate web of your demon family. The impending conversation with your father held the promise of revelations and decisions that could reshape the course of your intertwined destinies.