**Y/n's POV:**
The jolt from sleep sent me rushing to the bathroom, my body convulsing with violent waves of nausea. At first, it seemed like a passing discomfort, but the intensity grew, chaining me to the cold tiles. After an agonizing 20 minutes, the retching finally ceased. I meticulously cleaned up, erasing any trace of the unsettling episode. Something was awry; waking up and expelling my insides was not a regular occurrence. I crawled back to bed, fatigue gripping me as I closed my eyes, pondering the unusual start to the day.
**Rengoku POV:**
The aftermath of the recent events left an indelible mark, a shadow cast over y/n's once vibrant spirit. Concerned, I contemplated my role in this newfound melancholy. Should I have allowed her to explain? Was an apology due? Questions swirled, and a pervasive sense of regret lingered. Seeking counsel, I turned to my little brother, Senjuro, grappling with the turmoil within.
"Do you love her, brother?" Senjuro's inquiry cut through the contemplative silence. "Yes, I did—do. She was so precious to me, but her secret, and the shadow of her lineage," I confessed. Senjuro offered a perspective, asserting, "She's not evil or cruel; she's kind." His words resonated, and with a nod, I pondered the path forward, contemplating how to mend what felt broken.
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Dark secrets ~ Rengoku x reader
FanfictionY/n kibutsuji the daughter of the one and only muzan kibutsuji at a young age your mother had left she didn't even look back for you. As a child you grew up around the upper rank demons known as the 12 Kizuki they were like your family uncle Kokush...
