There, with the glistening moon's end, the sun rose. Your eyes slowly opening to the burning sensation of a summer day, yet all the more lovely. Like someone treating you to ice cream on a day of bliss.

This... This was until you noticed Nezuko. That small demon girl that grew to enjoy your company, your protection over her like another brother or sister. She wasn't- No, she didn't Deserve to be a demon. Yet she still was.

Before you, or that boy you had become friends with could notice, Nezuko was there. A smile on her face, bamboo gone, and she smiled. "I lo... Love you. Tanjiro." She spoke in broken English.

With those words, Tanjiro had broken down. Hugging Nezuko and sobbing. He thought she was dead, gone. However, she was fine. Nezuko slowly rubbed his red hair, mumbling something upon the lines of "Brother."