𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐎 感情 || 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳

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NO HOME RUN, BABY? — CHAPTER #55 — THEN YOU BETTER RUN HOME, LAZY!

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Little note:
Why does Murata looks like Yuta (jjk)🙁🙁🙁🙁
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Nine days had elapsed since the intense clash with Upper Moon Six, and remarkably, you had emerged physically unscathed, as if the battle had never taken place. The past week and a half had been a mix of ordinary routines and forming unexpectedly close bonds with Uzui and his wives. They had even gone as far as inviting you to live with them, a gesture thwarted by Shinobu's intervention.

Despite the outward calm, a gnawing sense of unease persisted within you. The alteration of events in the timeline left you unsettled, especially with Muzan's ominous presence looming in your thoughts. What were his intentions now? How would he respond to the changes? You had been eager to prepare for whatever might come, but found yourself at a loss on where to begin.

Trying to figure things out, you had reached out to Gyutaro and Daki, hoping for insight or assistance. Gyutaro might have possessed some knowledge or strategy, but Daki's newfound detachment from Muzan perplexed you. She had claimed to have severed her connection with him completely, unable to sense his presence or communicate with him—a feat previously achieved only by Nezuko and Tamayo. How she had managed this had remained a mystery, leaving you with more questions than answers.

...

You sighed. You'll really have to work your ass off to solve this mystery—

"(Y/N)!!"

"Huh?" Startled by the sudden yell of your name, you scanned the room to find Daki as the source. "Oh, sorry! What were you saying again?"

"..." Instead of responding, she shot you an angry stare, her eyes seemingly trying to bore into your soul. You both sat on the floor in her room, the daylight streaming in through the windows but being blocked by the curtains.

"I said I'm sorry. I got a bit distracted. Don't take it personally." You chuckled, reaching to ruffle her hair, which softened her expression momentarily as she fought back a smile.

"Alright, alright. Stop ruffling my hair." She laughed, gently moving your hand away. "I just noticed that you have been a bit... distracted lately. Like you're daydreaming a lot."

"I have?" You tilted your head, genuinely unaware.

"You have," she confirmed, crossing her arms. "I'm worried, you know? Is there something on your mind? You can tell me!"

"Me? Pff—I'm okay." You laughed, brushing off her concern. "I think you're seeing things!" With a playful boop on her nose, you attempted to divert the conversation.

"What!? I'm not!" She gasped while clutching her chest, offended of your accusation. "And don't boop my nose!"

"You are〜!! Are you worried about today?" You deftly shifted the conversation, subtly reminding her of the upcoming event. Her reaction was palpable, her demeanor suddenly tense.

"I-I'm not worried. Nonsense!" She crossed her arms defensively, avoiding your gaze.

"..."

Eventually, she sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Okay. I am a tiny bit worried, that's all."

"Why's that? It's not like Shinobu will hurt any of you!"

"IF SHE TOUCHES DAKI, I'LL MURDER HER!" Gyutaro's sudden outburst jolted both you and Daki, his voice seething with anger. Today, Shinobu had invited Daki and Gyutaro to her laboratory for analysis—a seemingly innocuous gesture involving various blood tests and a chance to break the ice. Though it was meant to be a casual affair, both parties seemed apprehensive. Shinobu had explained the idea to you and extended an invitation for your support, hoping it would ease their nerves.