"If you had been pushed to a corner,
been beaten bloody after tiresome conflict,
your goal right within your reach...
would you still push on?
Would you keep fighting?"
...
"Yes.
because all that effort,
all those tireless hours of training to bec...
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(Third POV)
It was the next morning after the return of the eldest Yukimura. Everyone was once again gathered in the meal room. Both Yuna and Hiro had now joined them.
Happy chatter filled the air as breakfast began to be served by the estate's helpers. Each person had given their thanks in some way every time a new dish was placed on the table. The Scouts were especially thankful. They had never and probably would never have the chance to eat this kind of food if they were back in their world.
Soon, all of the food had now been placed on the table and each person had begun to take their share – some more than others. Once everyone had a plate full of food, conversations once again picked up.
Yuna was sat at one end of the table – the head if you will. She was talking to her brothers and cousin, as well as introducing them to Hiro, whom they happily welcomed as their sister's tsuguku. During their talk, she had also told them about her mission, a sombre look on her face as she talked about the villagers.
Neither of her brothers were surprised, it was part of their lives. They knew better than anyone how horrible their world was, but they wouldn't let the existence of demons ruin it. Haru, Yuna, Tanjiro and now Hiro – they wouldn't sit there and allow others to be ruined by the foul creatures that prey on humans during the night.
Their choice of topic had moved on after that conversation, and they were now talking about their group of guests. Yuna had asked her brothers to fill her in on what she had missed over the few days she'd been gone. Kagaya apparently forgot to mention about the people staying in her home.
Not that she was burdened by it, but it would've been nice to have had a heads up before she arrived yesterday. She could've presented herself a little bit better.
Any-who, the young woman decided she wanted to get to know her new guests better. So pushing away the fluster that was slowly creeping its way into her body, she prepared herself to gather the attention of the unique group sitting in her dining room.
She gave a slight clear of throat and surprisingly, that's all it took to get their full attention. She wasn't expecting all of them to turn head so quickly, but she easily schooled off any of her sudden embarrassment.
Offering them a friendly smile, the woman began talking, "good morning! I'm delighted to meet you all, I hope to get better acquainted with everyone. Not only that, but I also hope my brothers have been good hosts to you while I've been gone?" Her tone was questioning, and there was also a hint of an underlying threat behind her query.
The two aforementioned boys slightly tensed in their seats. You could clearly see the slight sheen of sweat, which was slowly building up on their foreheads. The two of them threw pleading looks at the Scout members. Pleading with their eyes that they don't say anything bad.
