《• ʀ ᴇ ʙ ɪ ʀ ᴛ ʜ •》[ ᴍᴜᴢᴀɴ x ᴏᴄ ]

C12- ☆Two of Us☆

(Ughhh. So filler chapter...)

Unedited ×_×

We were born in two entirely different manners. Brother always seem to be favored by mother and father. As a male, it is obvious that he will succeed our family while I am left to be the breed mare so that we don't die out. It is all because of the curse.

A demon came from our bloodline so our family ended up being cursed. Not one member has reached passed thirty which is why we were given wives and grooms from the priest's family, the one who helped us centuries ago.

As a female of the household, I need to bear children for the family's future.

But...

Brother is always so full of wisdom and kindness. He never forced me to take that task, not even once. Brother is only a few years older than me.

Yet he is already given a fiancee. Brother has only ever held me in his arms. He has never held any woman other than me.

My kind and frail brother, he is soon to get married and have children. And when he is married, he would need to have children at a young age.

Brother has never asked me. Even though I can take over because I have a much healthier body, he has never asked me, not even once to marry someone as soon as possible and give birth to many children.

Instead, he sent me away to this manor where I am given a handmaiden, some servants and dozens of guards to keep me safe and well.

Brother has never mastered the art of swordsmanship because his body is too weak for it.

If only my lungs were not blocked, I would have mastered a breathing style. Because unlike my brother, I am able to use the sword and any type of light weapon including knives and daggers.

I told him so many times that I could help him, I CAN help him.

But..

Brother sent me here.

Away from him and his family. His family that exists without me.

Brother used to tell me that he would always be there in case I needed any help and guidance.

As a grown woman, I never once bothered to ask him since he never asked me.

I never wanted to be a burden.

I only wanted to help.

I only wanted to be useful to my brother.

He's so weak and frail, so, so sick that I fear as if I hold him in my arms, he would break.

Unlike me, I can still walk and run for a few minutes without getting tired. But my brother could hardly run at all.

He is reduced to walking and his wife needs to be there to guide him.

A day will come when he will lose his sight and he will no longer have the ability to see me.

Brother always likes to caress my face, he always says that he's looking at a mirror when he's facing me. We always seem so alike but others don't agree at all.

The hashiras would tell my brother that we look similar but I can always tell they're lying just to please him.

What brother means is the fact that we were both so similar in our views.