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Nezuko inhaled sharply as she felt the cold instrument prick her finger, silently cursing at her own distracted nature. Deciding that her current task would have to wait for another time, she set down her brother's old haori in order to tend to her injured index finger.
The only sound coming from the room was the soft patter of the rain outside the small cottage. A silent reminder of the peaceful era they had finally been able to live in, thanks to brave warriors who had sacrificed their own lives for others.
It had been four years since the final battle with Muzan, three years since her brother and herself decided to move back to their family home, to carry on living. It had been a difficult decision to leave behind their new friends, but the siblings knew in their hearts it was time to go back to their family.
It had been a long journey from the butterfly estate, four days of walking at a hurried pace towards the north. With Nezuko finally being human again, it had been a fun journey catching up with her older brother. It was nice hearing the detailed events of her blurry memories of their adventures
The young woman of eighteen was content being back to the countryside, she had missed the fresh mountain air that only her hometown could provide. The budding flowers on the road home had given her hope on their new chapter in life, overriding her horrifying memories all those winters ago. Spring had finally begun.
Once they had made it back to their humble cottage, there needed a lot of work to be done. As a team, the siblings repaired the once gut wrenching scene back to its former homey ambiance. Nezuko had also made sure to remove all the overgrown weeds that had grown on their families resting place, and replaced them with the most vibrant flowers she could find at the flower field by their home.
The Kamado household was nowhere near peaceful as her brothers rowdy best friend, the great boss Inosuke, had also decided to follow them home. They had replied in kind, the more the merrier!
Living with two boys was certainly draining, especially having to keep up with inosuke’s eating habits, but they definitely put in their part to make living easier. Tanjiro, bless his soul, would continue selling coal in town, whilst Inosuke was actively slaying demons. And even then Inosuke would go to the butterfly estate on “business meetings” more often than being home, but he couldn’t fool Nezuko when he came back with bento’s of Aoi-chan’s cooking. Silly man.
Regardless, their lives were bountiful.
Yet.
It seemed to Nezuko that something was missing, there was a strange longing as she stared at these cold four walls.
In that exact moment lightening decided to strike.