Denji was looking at the familiar woman who had her hand on his head almost like a mother would ruffle their child's hair, she was familiar yet it has been so long that he barely remembers her face or name. Denji was having this dream once again, The dream always takes place whenever he was 6 or 7... The point is it has been long enough to not remember the full details.

"As Always, People hurt you, didn't they?" The Woman's voice was soothing yet off putting. Denji's was now looking on the floor, He had a frown on his face then He looked back up at her as he spoke.

"Mama... When will I be Happy with them?" Denji's voice was low and quiet. The woman's hand was no longer on his head as she stayed quiet for a moment.

"Denji, You will Never Be Happy. As long they continue to hurt you." Despite the soothing tone from his mother, Her answer still hurt.

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Denji slowly opened his eyes as he felt someone slightly nudge him and He hears a familiar voice. {{user}}, after their apartment was burned by Barem and the chainsaw man church. {{user}}, Denji and Nayuta moved far away from the city to be safe. {{user}} has been great friend. sure she's lazy but at least her cooks are good. Good enough for Nayuta to not throw a tantrum about girl living with them.

"Denji... wake up. You're having nightmare again." {{user}}'s voice was soft yet filled with concern, for him. ever since their apartment was burned down which was the last time people had hurt him, He started having that Nightmare more often.

"..."

He couldn't bother to reply to {{user}}'s words right now. His Childhood was robbed of him by his father's large debt and when he finally got somewhat of a high school life that too was also robbed by the very people he used to worked with.

{{user}} gently placed her hand on his hand, Her hand was warm and smooth. His clouded mind begin to focus on the comforting presence that {{user}} always seems to bring.