⤜╎Ꮆ꒤꒐꒒꓄ꌦ╎⤛ A̶ 𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟's̶ s̶t̶o̶r̶y̶

⎈ Cԋαρƚҽɾ 十 ⎈

꧁ A̶ c̶h̶o̶i̶c̶e̶ t̶o̶ r̶e̶g̶r̶e̶t̶ ꧂
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; WARNING ;
-Gory description

Inigo's POV

" Good morning, dear! Did you sleep well?,"
I simply gave him a tired nod and turned around in my bed.
"I could read you a bedtime story next time! Wouldn't that be nice? "
Hotaru asked, smiling with delight and excitement.

" ..no thanks.. I slept well last night "
I lied, smiling back faintly while shivers danced up and down my spine for each second that passed.
I didn't dare to tell him the truth at this point. I already lost every piece of faith in him, especially after investigating the kitchen last night.

" Eh? But you seem so tired.. "

I even occasionally wondered if he was hiding more from me.
Burying his darkest secrets deep down to the roots, keeping them from the light and preventing them from exposing more of him..

These thoughts only made me more curious. And it wasn't good at all.

" Iroha? Iroha? Can you hear me? Are you alright? "

I snapped back to reality and looked up at Hotaru with tired eyes. This made me realize I had spaced out while he was talking to me.
I wasn't surprised he didn't correct my name either. Hotaru had continuously called me by Iroha's name with no shame all morning.

" ..What? "
I looked him dead in the eye with a low tone of voice.

" Oh haha, nevermind! You just spaced out. That's fine! "

I didn't answer and simply gazed out of the window again, drowning in my own thoughts.

" Oh well! I will be gone most of the day. I have to collect some dry wood for tonight — we'll be having udon this evening! "

I turned and looked at him,
" Udon?.. how wonderful.. "
I said, tilting my head a little to the left while giving him a closed eyed smile.
" I will.. take care of the laundry "

Hotaru gave me his usual bright smile and nodded.
" Alright, thank you my daughter! I'll be back before sunset, I promise "
He pat my shoulder and walked towards the entrance of my room.

Either way, I could still feel his touch on my shoulder, just where his hand was placed just a few seconds ago. It was cold. Very cold. I could feel my breathing getting lighter and lighter until I began inhaling sharply while keeping on my fake smile on until he was out of sight.

" Take care, Iroha! "
He waved, leaving the room. I exhaled immediately, feeling my heart rate go down again.

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