My Sun and Moon (Akaza x OC)

Epilogue

Briefly after the victory when everyone's life threatening wounds had been healed, a meeting had been called. The three of them quietly walked down the streets together, homes that had been destroyed in the explosion of the Ubuyashiki family home in the attempt to kill Muzan that night had slowly begun being built. In the time they had been healing, they had been able to rebuild countless homes, and soon enough, it would seem as though the event had never happened. At least on the outside. Those that had been there would always know about it. To begin his atonement, Hakuji had been one of the many who had helped them rebuild the homes, the beginning of what very much will be a lifelong journey to atonement.

Turning to look at her brother, Nagano softly chuckled. "You cut your hair," She mused.

"Hard to put up your hair with only one arm." Giyu nudged his right shoulder.

"I could have helped." She huffed.

"No," He shook his head. "Plus, I wanted to do so to show that I am leaving things in the past, with the age of demons gone, we have no need to continue fighting currently."

"So cheesy," Shinazugawa snorted. Sighing, he continued, "Though I can see the sense of it."

Rolling her eyes, Nagano looked back to the manor that the children of the Ubuyashiki Family resided in. A side home until the new Manor would be built. "What do you think the young master wants? I hadn't exactly expected to be summoned, let alone all of us."

"I do not know." Giyu hummed. "Though to have all three of us, it has to be important."

Kneeling down on the tatami mats of the main room, the three of them rested side by side in a singular line as they awaited for the young master to enter the room. The design of the room had been quite similar to that of the main home, looking around, memories of the last time she had spoken to the master had flooded through her mind. Her confusion as to why she had been chosen, why he felt that there should be two Water Hashira when there had always been one of each kind. Back then he had told her it had been a hunch, that something might come from it. Nagano wondered then if he had a feeling that everything that had happened between her and Hakuji would come to pass? Had their meeting been fateful? Her kidnapping? Turning? Had all of it had a purpose? She scrunched her nose at the thought. If she had known back then that her near death experience and turning had been fated, she might have lost her temper then, tried everything she could have done to change it. Back then she had been a different person, a lot less experienced than she was now. As much as she wished to be angry about it, she couldn't help but feel thankful that he did not elude as to what his hunch had been about. That he had done it all to begin with. If he hadn't, she might have never met Hakuji, he might have died that night in the Infinity Castle, his soul cursed to go to hell. Oh how she wished she could ask him now what he might have seen. All that she could do now was theorize. There would be no use, it wouldn't change anything whether or not she knew or not. She was in the now.

One by one, the three siblings sat down. In the front the son that Nagano had always assumed to be a daughter sat while the two sisters sat quietly behind him. She could see the logic behind hiding him as a daughter, Muzan had always searched for the location of the Ubuyashiki Family home, if he had known previously he had a male heir, his persistence would only greaten in hopes of killing the late masters only son so that the family might not continue on. It had all been for his safety.

"Thank you all for coming. This is to be the final Hashira Meeting Sanemi, Giyu, and Nagano." Kiriya Ubuyashiki smiled at each of them.

"Master," Nagano's hands clenched into fists grabbing at the fabric of her Hakama Pants. "I do not deserve the title of Hashira. I was turned into a demon, an upper ranked demon at that. I tasted human flesh, I am unclean."