𝗜 𝗔𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚'𝗦 𝗗𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗘𝗥

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" the fortress is quite. " daki mentioned upon entering the fortress with her brother. glancing at her left was the upper moon 1.

" what's that? " she asked noticing that he was holding a box, the male could only nod and walk straight ahead on the other direction.

she gets it.

it's been 70 years since. years where the fortress is at peace, where the half of the place  won't burn, explode, and wrecked once in a week.

70 years where koku isn't that stress running around the fortress trying to stop her from putting the place on fire and wrecking it.

" FIREEEEEE! DOUMAEXTINGUISHER BLOWWWW!!! "

years where akaza didn't have to deal with her clinginess and requests.

" Akaza, just this once I'll come with you at the night market pleaseeeee "

where douma didn't got chopped into pieces by the demon king, and didn't have to deal with her accusing him of shits he did not do.

" it was douma. " , "douma did it." , " douma set the fortress on fire " , " douma wrecked the wall, he did it "

where gyutaro didn't have to deal with wisterias being thrown at him.

" wisteria attackkkk!! "

nakime didn't have to fight the urge to kick her out due to her basically wrecking half of the fortress.

" i swear nakime, it was douma! "

" young master I have eyes— "

" eye, you only have one— oh right, your demon art hehe "

hantengu didn't have to hide into gyoko's pots just to escape her pranks, and gyoko didn't have to create 100 pots everyday and sell them just so they can pay her expenses.

" do you want a ballon hantengu? "

" gyoko! papa said make pots! "

70 years of peace. it was supposed to be happy yet...

" young master, your snacks has arrived. " koku said putting the box on the table at her garden, along with uncountable boxes.

" KOKUUUU! YOU CAME JUST IN TIME IM HUNGRY FROM ALL THE PLANTING STUFF! "

" sit down koku, sit, I'll give you ⅛ of my snack as a thank you, koku! "

" come back home, young master, y/n "

it was a cold bright night. the moon's light shining through the little pond as the fireflies dance through the darkness, and on the tree where they stayed, the leaves swayed calmly to the cold breeze of the wind.

a man sitting, gazing the wonderful view over the porch or engawa. a smile containing his lips his gaze was fixed onto the small glimmering pond, and upon it the reflection of a figure above his roof.

the 96th's leader of the corps sat up, he was expecting them.

"you really came, i was expecting you." he stated. "tell me, which Kibutsuji are you?"

the figure jumps and landed in front of him outside the porch, a few steps ahead from the pond. the moons light has given the man a clear sight of the figure, a female teenager, with glowing red eyes and fair s/c tone.

"the daughter." she stated, slowly walking closer to the porch approaching the man. "you're dying. 5 months."

"It is a pleasure for you to visit me before I ascend towards the afterlife, I hope for you and your father to follow as soon as possible— but in hell" the man said softly, y/n couldonly deadpan at that.