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I remember this night. The night that Tou-san and I talked, regarding the Kamado family, our family- regarding the Sun's Flare
“ Nezuo. You are my eldest son, but you will not be the one to inherit the kagura nor the hanafuda earings…..”
I knew that.
From the beginning, I knew, that even though I’m your eldest son, I won’t be the one to carry out our family’s legacy.
“It is not because of your frailty….”
I knew that too. I was born delicate, but thankfully not to the point of being bed ridden.
You are not that kind of person Tou-san, we all know that, for you taught us the being frail, does not equal to being weak. You are our prime model for that!
“But you will be our Sun’s constant companion, you will be her Flare.”
Flare?
I understand that Tanjirou onee-chan is the Sun, but-
“I don’t understand Tou-san.”
My father then just smiled at me, his eyes full of unwavering faith.
“You are the Sun’s Flare Nezuo.”
That night, when everyone was asleep, Father woke up and called out Onee-chan as well, I was awakened as well with his calling for Onee-chan. Tou-san and Onee-chan was solely focused on whatever task was at hand that they didn’t register that I was also up.
They went out, and I naturally followed.
What I saw at my venture, was the terrifying scene of my Father and a bear so huge that it could swallow us whole.
Then Father moved and in a blink of an eye, the bear is dead and Father telling my Onee-chan something I couldn’t hear. I rushed back home before they can notice me.
As a I lay down on my futon, I can't help but replay The nights event as I closed my eyes.
A few days later, Tou-san passed. Tanjirou onee-chan was wearing the hanafuda earrings the day after.
I remembered this all as I was towering over my sister, with my teeth biting on the wooden handle of the ax that is held by Tanjioru onee-chan.
Her face was in tears and I hate it when she cries. She’s gasping and calling out to me, but my mind is still so foggy and my body so heavy with something I don’t understand and its scaring me so much that tears also started falling down my eyes.
I feel so pathetic! I should be the one trying to dry up my Onee-chan’s tears!
Then suddenly my sister grabbed my neck, pulling me to the side with her, avoiding whatnot that was glinting.
With my mind still so messed up, I began to thrash against my sister’s hold.
I don’t know what’s happening!
I don’t understand what’s happening!
I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S HAPPENING!
I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT’S HAPPENING!
The next thing my vision sees is my sister calling out to whom was holding me?
When? And she was crying again.
I still don’t understand what they’re saying and I don’t know what’s happening because, the next thing I saw is my sister charging at the stranger who was holding him hostage, then this stranger (he knows was strong), for just one swing of that katana, that glinting object a while ago, my sister was down on the unforgiving cold snow.
“Don’t worry Nezuo! Your Onee-chan will do it for you okay? So you should make sure that everyone is okay alright? After all you are the man of the house!”
“Take care of yourself Nezuo!”
“Onee-chan loves you so much Nezuo.”
Tanjirou onee-chan. The eldest child of the Kamado family, my big sister. Our sun. My sun.
And as if the fog has cleared over my mind, I remembered everything and all I could feel was burning rage.
Biting down on my lips so hard it bled-
“Demon Blood Art: Bloody Dragon’s Breath!”
I turned my head on my captor and released fire through my mouth. My captor was stunned but he dodged with part of his hair and face burned.
Once I was released I quickly ran for my sister and held her in my arms, as if I’m trying to shield her from all the horrors that the world has to offer.
The outsider, now seeing him stand, has dark hair with its left side singed and a very eye-catching mismatch haori, his face burned as well, house a pair of dark blue eyes that held fury and shock and on his right hand a katana.
I can’t help but be a little smug on what I did.
The swordsman took a step, and I growled.
The swordsman, Tomioka Giyuu, stopped on his tracks, further surprise coloring his features. This pair of siblings is too exceptional.
“Take one more step, and I swear, I will rip you apart.”
(And Giyuu can’t help but obliged.)