✤ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘼𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙮 𝙀𝙮𝙚 • 𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙆𝙉𝙔 •

• Anew beginning

[TW: Dark content.]

“My dearest child... Won't you come here?” A voice said behind me, the voice of my father. I'm already 15, yet he continues to treat me like a mindless 5 year old.

“Father, I'm not a young child no more.” I spoke with confidence.

“Non sense, Let father hug you.” I knew it's wrong. I know a 15 year old girl shouldn't be sitting on their fathers lap, i know a father shouldn't leave kisses on their child's face everyday if they're already 15.

I didn't move, my gut is telling me not to. Father is a handsome man at his age, everyone tells me that everyday. No wonder he managed to manipulate everyone into thinking his actions is appropriate.

“You know father doesn't like being kept waiting (name).”

I still haven't move on my spot. He insists on it's only bonding, then why isn't he bonding with my other siblings.

“i... Duty calls father. I'll visit once more on—Slap.”

“You've been distant. Have you been talking with some other mens!?” He said after slapping me hard on the face.

It was so harsh, i fell on the floor. I placed one of my hands on the cheek he slapped, it stings to touch. I felt his arms wrapping around my body, squeezing me while whispering apologies into my ears.

‘Even to my own mother. He isn't this affectionate.’ I thought in tears.

I can only let him force his affections on me while looking outside our window. It's snowing, i love snow, i would've enjoyed it. If my own father isn't practically squeezing me to death.

He is so horrible. To the point that in public, those who don't know us will think that we're a perfect couple. I feel disgusted and scared, no one can help. Nor will they even want. Father is a powerful man, he can ruin a life with just a couple of sweet talks.

He won't even correct them. He'll just let them think like that.’ I thought before closing my eyes.

‘That was 3 years ago. He somehow died. It's horrible but, he deserved that.’ I thought while elegantly slicing off a demons neck. And shaking the blood off my sword.

I looked at the ground, where the demon's decapitated body fell. I couldn't care to look at where the head fell. The snow softened the demons fall on the ground.

‘I hate snow.’ I walked away from the ashing demon. Letting my feet guide me towards my house.

But i stopped once i saw a small house, between all the trees. It sounds lively, there's laughter.

‘Because of me, they live for another day.’

I continued walking back to my residence. Feeling accomplished of my success on giving a family a few more seconds to enjoy their life.

Reaching my house, i opened my door and walked in. But not before taking off my outside sandals. Changing them with my indoors.

As I was about to close the door, i saw someone waiting outside.

“Kyojuro, what a surprise.” He gave me a big smile, like usual. Saying his greetings as well.

“I couldn't help but visit you after seeing your crow on your roof! How have you been comrade?” The fire hashira said with joy.

“I've been better.” I spoke, not matching his enthusiastic tone. I just came from a long 3 day non stop slaughter for demons, i needed rest.

“That's bad. Well! You look tired, have a good well deserved rest.” With that, he waved goodbye and left.

I yawned before closing the door. Finally being able to lay down on my bed.

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