Walking Through

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[3rd Person POV]

Eyeing her sister as she walks through the road eager to meet up with Y/N halfway through the journey. She was confused on what road to take or if she should stop and rest.

Night will approach as the sun goes away so will her will to continue her search of Y/N. . .

Y/N.

Tell me why? Why couldn't you stay with me?

Staring at the road again she sat down on a rock, Tanjiro sits next to her.

Nezuko: "Am I bad sister?"

Staring at her sword that layde besides her, in need of repair but wasn't eager to ask her swordsmith due of his temper.

Tanjiro: "What makes you think that?"

Could she have noticed the signs of him before, the ones?

As she stared again back at the pathway to maybe find a reasoning to stop this small break and hit the road again but stopped at the sound of bells.

Yes bells that ringed as a small little marble within then banged against the enclosed metall wall in shape of a dome.

Staring to where the souce of the lovely melody with no rhythm her eyes landed onto Y/N's pursuer.

No one who wanted to harm and take away at the family he had left, it was who wanted to see him.

A small smile rested on her lips as her umbrella was over her shoulder, as a flower within the winds of spring. The umbrella was open and bloomed bright orange under the sun's ray, it was protecting her from the heat.

Koinatsu: "Hello Kamado"

Was she a goddes having fallen from the sky to pursue her not to give in thoughts that'll burden her into nothing but an empty shell? No she was a human, a person wanting to make sure she was alright.

Koinatsu: "Oh your both here"

She bowed but Tanjiro assured there was no need for it.

Koinatsu: "I repaying you for saving my life, I want to thank you Nezuko"

Grabbing g her hands, comfortly rubbing them.

Was this fake, this moment of where she arrived here to them?

[Nezuko's POV]

She just like my mother, her sweet voice that smile resting on her lips. She's comforting me in a way I feel like a baby seeing the ray of light for the first time.

I miss her, I miss my little sibling running around Y/N cheering him up or trying to help Tanjiro.

Those were. . .such good times

[3rd Person POV]

Hugging Koinatsu all of sudden as she needed to bury her face, hide her tears behind something that'll make her feel enclosed.

The smile of the older woman's face was not one of enjoyment but of care, rubbing her back as she sets the umbrella down.

Koinatsu: "It's okay to feel sad"

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