Seventh Moon

Rengoku Kyojuro: Rengoku Estate

        I woke up to someone screaming. See, both Kyojuro and Tanjirou aren't in any state fit to travel yet that didn't stop them. They just had to go to the Rengoku estate and find a book. Of course, Tanjirou brought Nezuko and Kyojuro had the brilliant idea of shoving me in her box as well. I mean, we did fit and it was comfortable enough but I still am not happy about it. Mostly because I think both of them should be resting.

Nezuko-chan was still asleep, and since I was already awake, I listened to the screaming thinking they were in a fight. They weren't in any state to fight!

"It's because you became a swordsman despite having no great talent. That's why you're a one-eyed loser now! Pathetic, you're just a fool of a son." Rengoku-san? What? I continued listening, and it was just Rengoku-san screaming at his sons – how Kyojuro had no talent and was weak and how Senjuro kept on making pathetic expressions!

Rengoku-san was someone who intimidated me very much, but one thing that has been very obvious was how important his family was to him. He used to talk so fondly of Kyojuro and his wife and was very excited about Senjuro's birth. What happened to him?

Kyojuro stayed quiet – I couldn't hear anything from him – and it was Tanjiro who asked Rengoku-san to stop. He really didn't like that. "What's up with you? Get the hell out! Don't step into my threshold!" Tanjirou went on to say how he was a demon hunter which made Rengoku-san angrier.

"You... I see, you're a Breath of the Sun user, right? That's right!"

"He's not, father he –"

The telltale sound of a punch replaced Rengoku-san's screaming, and then both of his children were now screaming, telling him to stop, and then Tanjiro slammed the box down. "Ow!"

"Mhhm Hmm?" That woke Nezuko up. "It's alright, Nezuko-chan."

"I know those earrings!" Rengoku-san said, insisting Tanjirou was a breath of the sun user. Those hanafuda earrings again? How could something like that be so significant? And why would looking at them incite this feeling of fear deep within me when I would trust Tanjirou with my life?

I was too caught up in my thoughts to notice that the screaming stopped and the box Nezuko-chan and I were in was set gently on the floor. I knocked, asking if it was okay to come out.

"Senjuro-kun, wow." I can't believe how much the Rengoku men look so much alike. They all have the flaming hair and thick eyebrows, it was amusing. Senjuro's eyes went from the wooden box to me, then to his brother almost three times before Kyojuro decided to formally introduce me to him.

"Senjuro, remember my stories about Y/N-chan?" The boy nodded, "this is her." There were this smile and excitement that broke out on his face, then it was replaced by confusion. "Nii-san, she – ah! Nevermind."

The sheepish looks he was sending me gave me the idea that he wants to ask something that is probably embarrassing. "You know Senjuro-kun, you don't have to feel shy around me. You can ask me anything."

"Ah, it's just that with the stories I heard... I didn't expect nii-san to be older than you." Oh. Both Tanjirou and Kyojuro turned to me and observed my face – probably thinking that I'd be offended. I mean, while he did think I should be older, it was Kyojuro that he called old. Also, if he did just that he wouldn't be wrong.

All three of us opened our mouths to answer Senjuro, but none of us were able to do so as Rengoku-san slid open the door and strode in, carrying a huge jug of Sake. Of course, sliding open the door meant letting sunlight in. That prompted my demon slayer companions to cover me.