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❦ CH 04 ❦

DEMON 04 | REGRET |

"You see, I...have liked you for a long time and...I was hoping if you want to go-"

"No." Comes his blunt reply.

Pain prick your eyes as you fixate on the ground, blinking away the anguish screaming to drop - forcing to shape a smile, you looked at him once more.

"I..."

With a pat on your head, he responds, "I'm not interested. Find someone who can accept that timid heart of yours, joining here doesn't acquire love and emotions but strength and experience."

Before you can utter a word, he retreated back. Rejecting the confession you've grown over the years that you and him had.

Seven hearts.

The same thing goes over and over again.

To every man you bottled feelings for toss them away with just words, "I'm sorry." - "No." - "I...can't." - "You're joking, right." "Let's stay like this, okay?"

And they all admire the people you are with, whether a friend, a relative or a servant - the past just repeat itself. No matter how much you look at it,

If I haven't confess to him then maybe I would have stuck to being a side-view.

A smile chisels your lips and cold embrace you as your body sink deeper into the depth of the earth, bubbles part your lips; feeling the burning pit in your lungs - no regrets on leaving.

...

GASPING, you sat from the futon - beads of sweat drench your hair and clothes, dark circles sits under your eyes and lips dry from exhaustion.

Nezuko still beside you, snoozing as nothing in this earth was wrong.

To have a dream at a time like this...

Laying back down, you intake a deep breathe, erasing the memory that, sadly lingers behind. You clearly wasn't expecting a little visit from your past to haunt your sleep and here you thought you had weak mind recalls.

To brush such an omen yet again, you roll out of your sleeping position to the door. Maybe it's time to freshen up and open the door-

"-what are you doing?!"

Before you lays your rival, anticipating you behind the doors, "You're up late, midget."

An irk flash on top of your forehead, "The hell it matters." He instantly get up and toss a chunk of clothes thus sprinting out of the hallway without explanation.

"Oi! You p...ig... He's gone."

Facing your room again, Nezuko was now awake and you did your morning routine but not before patching the little girl up into the box, you slipped on the cloth that was given to you and somehow you love the scent it emits.

Lavender, is it.

After breakfast, you guys gave your bid and travel down the road, of course with the usual shouting and chasing - You being hound by the boar who is then followed by a concerned Tanjiro and a weeping Zenitsu.

That is until you reach Mt. Natagumo, your smile slowly falters but returns when the crybaby of your group clinged into your legs, "Please don't go, Chun-chun! I can't! I just can't!"