"Sabito"
That name is what made Tomioka Giyuu, a strong pillar, crumbles with despair and guilt. But the dead can't be revived... who said that? They can... but with a price~
Warning:
Contains curse words and probs some 13+ scenes. KNY MANGA SPOILER...
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JUST LOOK AT THIS SWEET BABY AJSJAJSHJSHSJS
Okok Imma continue the story now XD ————————————————— Third POV
"Are you sure?" A soft voice from a young man in his twenties asked the mature teen in front of him.
"I am quite sure Oyakata-sama." The woman's delicate voice rang through out the silent room as she stares the elder male.
Oyakata-sama merely smiled a sad smile as he looks at her.
"How fortunate then... we might be able to win the war with this by our side.." He said calmly as one of his daughters gives the old nichirin sword to her beloved father.
He slowly caressed the rough and dusty surface of the sword.
"Indeed, Oyakata-sama. Looks like not all hope is lost." The woman agreed at his statement as she gives a small smile at her leader.
"Thank you for bringing me this, my child."
"No problem at all, Oyakata-sama." ————————⚜️——————— (Y/n)'s POV
"Ugh... what...?" I slowly opened my eyes to see the familiar ceiling of the Butterfly Estate.
"What happened..?" As soon as I finish that sentence, my memory just come rushing into my head.
"Oh... yeah... I lost and..." I mumbled to myself.
"Oi." Inosuke's familiar gruff voice rings in my ear.
I look to where the voice is from and see Inosuke by the door, looking at me with his boar mask.
"You're voice... it's... weird."
"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID TO ME WHEN I SEE YOU-" He coughs in the middle of his sentence.
"Your throat got hurt huh... pathetic." I scowled at his antics.
"H-huh?! What you say?!" He said loudly as he holds his throat.
"Your throat got injured. Better not shout or it'll get worse." I said bluntly, too tired to be in an argument with him.
