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"Even if It's painful, even it it's agonizing, don't try to take the easy way out." -Giyuu Tomioka

First Blade

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生まれ変わった

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雪が優しく降る

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↪"It's not crying."

"Is it dead?" 

"I'm detecting a heartbeat. And she's breathing."

Voices.

I wanted to blink open my eyes to identify the owner's of the voices, but my the lids of my eyes felt stuck together, unable to open. I could clearly understand their language, but something was off about it. Like my mind was translating it into something that made sense to me.

Where am I?

I tried moving but my body felt constricted. My limbs felt trapped and withheld, and I couldn't move my head. I tried to speak to whoever I could hear, but the moment I did, and incoherent gibbering wail left my mouth.

"She's responsive. " The third voice said. Male. He sounded pretty tired. "Alive, but response to the birth process. How interesting."

Wait, birth process?!

"How disappointing. Another female." The first voice male said. "Though, I can appreciate the lack of crying."

"Training her might as well be useless." The second voice went on. Also male.

"Yumi had potential. maybe she will too." A fourth, much more kinder voice said. Another male.

"Hey! I agreed to go through with the pregnancy because you said I'd be pampered and honored. But I also didn't endure all that just for you to kill it." A fifth voice said, this time, female.

Five. That made five voices total.

"We're not getting rid of it." The first voice said assured almost dismissively. "Go on already. Name it."

"Name her." The fourth voice said. "You may be her father but don't treat her like an object."

"I'm not the one who's keeping it." The female said. "Go ahead Raku."

"Please." Number One said. "I have no interest in the thing."

"Brother, quit being so heartless." Number Four sighed.

I felt my body shift due to someone else's touch.

"If you're incapable of loving her, at least give her a suitable name." Number Three said.

Number One, Raku, let out an annoyed sigh.

"Yumi!" He suddenly called. "I can tell you're there. You've still failed your stealth training. Come meet your new sister."

"Raku . . . " Number Four said tiredly.

There was a small clattering as the familiar sound of a door being slid open became apparent, and a sixth person joined.

"I wasn't sneaking." Female. Young.

"H,." Number Two said skeptically. "We think otherwise."

"Anyway," Number Four cut in helpfully. "This is your new little sister."

Footsteps came closer followed by a gentle touch on my face which told me this was the girl named Yumi.

"What's her name?" Yumi asked softly, sounding awestruck."