꒰꒰ 🍢 ˊˎ - ❝ GOODNIGHT THEN, HOPE
YOUR DREAMS ARE SOFT
AND GENTLE UNLIKE THE
DEATH I HAVE GIVEN YOU ❞
- ,, [𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘊𝘏] "=⌕
━━━━━━(Name) (Last name), the Dream Hashi...
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"MY DEAR CHILD"
Miya said cupping (Name)'s face, she held her mother's hand to comfort her, after the last incident, her father and mother were concerned about her going on missions
(Name) did have a younger sister who was her successor and her parents preferred if she went on the mission instead
"you have to rest, any moment now you could turn into a demon..."
"mama...i'll be fine, me and Ayumu are going" her father stepped in and kneeled next to her, placing a hand on Miya to reassure her
"our daughter somehow made it to be a Hashira, please trust her" he said, her mother thought for a moment before finally hugging her daughter
she patted her back as her husband joined in as well "please be safe, and take care of your sister" her daughter nodded then stood up making her way out the door
while both of the girls walked out of their manor, Rengoku happened to pass by them making them stop
"ah! young (Name) and young Ayumu! on your way to a mission?"
"yes, Rengoku-san, i'm guessing you are too?" the flame pillar crossed his arms a laughed proudly
"indeed! i'll be assisting the young Kamado and his friends"
"well then, good luck with your mission, come back safe so we can explore town together, and say hi to the boys for me!" they said their goodbyes and walked their separate ways
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the girls were sent on a mission together, where Ayumu kept complaining about them being sent together saying she could go on her own, she had learned breath of dream that was created by their greatest grandmother, (Grandmother's name) who was the first dream hashira
now that has been passed on and on, it's now (Name)'s turn to take the roll of the dream hashira
"onee-chan! i'm a big girl now, i don't need your help"
"oh, really? then you can fight on your own then!" (Name) said, walking faster ahead from her sister
she followed her footsteps silently in slight embarrassment, only being 14 and having big pride is troublesome
their mother is ill at the moment, nothing too serious that could cause death, she can't move her legs to do the slightest things, all she can do is lay on her futon watching the peaceful garden
her husband never complained, he knows how in need of help she is and he's willing to do more if it means for her to get better, he also does his best to support their two children in every way possible
