#// 'Together we're invincible!' | Daki/Ume \\

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"Nii-san, I saved you some food."

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A dull thud of a few unconscious humans echoed in a hidden chamber beneath the Entertainment District as they were shaken free from their strange Obi-prison. The Princess of the upper moon finally had a moment alone.. and in a rare moment of quiet, Daki found herself wanting something. Something dear.. something, close. Something.. that she at times believed to be utterly worthless when spoken about by pathetic humans. Companionship.

"Eat with me."

Just because she was the face of their status as Kizuki, it didn't mean that Gyutaro was going to be neglected by any means. Muzan's favorite of the pair needed to grow stronger after all. Perhaps his sister took pride in making sure someone was able to closely watch over him and made sure he had meals often enough to do just that.

It wouldn't take much more than her quiet invitation for him to come out of hiding, to emerge from where he always lay hidden. Within her own body. Normally, he rested there, slept.. laid in wait until he was needed.

Maybe some moronic humans needed to be slaughtered in the back alleys, or some slayers came sniffing around to cause trouble. Or.. he was just feeling a touch bit chaotic and wanted to bother his dear sweet, little sister.

Either way, it only took a whisper and he'd come to Daki's aid, every single time. But.. this was a calmer moment, so suffice to say, he breathed a sigh of relief when he was greeted with the sight of the hidden chamber under the Orian House.

"What's wrong.. didn't want to eat alone?" His tone was naturally teasing to her; a hint of a chuckle in his tone as he slumped down next to her and eyed the unconscious bodies. Ooohh.. still breathing~ That obi of hers was quite something.

Even so, he wasn't blind to notice his sister's low attitude. So his usually willy grin faded away to one that was a touch more flavored with concern. So he'd raise a hand up, and gently brush a few stands of her pretty hair behind an ear.

"Someone give you trouble today or something?" He may have slept most of the time, but he did pay attention to the clients that came in and out of the establishment. Didn't take much to manifest an eye to peer on out, and he'd always been discreet in it. But he didn't catch anything today... Hmm.

But if someone did give her trouble... There was certainly that dangerous edge in his tone.

"If they did, you know I can take care of them..." Always willing to do the dirty work, just to make Daki feel even a little bit better. After all, they had the power to just.. get rid of idiots that gave them issues. And eating them helped to ensure they never got caught.

"Unnlleessss." That grin twisted it's way back on his face. "This is them, eehh?" Another chuckle.

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"And just look what that did..." Gyutaro let out a disgruntled huff as he carefully brushed back Daki's hair. It was a mess, her pretty new kimono was a mess, there was blood and viscera everywhere.

"You're a mess..."

They'd sent more this time to investigate. More slayers, another Hashsira.. And they were little more than smears now on the wall. But they just had to strike when the two were separated; while he was out collecting dues from clients of the Kyogoku house while under a human-like guise.

Had to make sure the dumb humans paid on time, or they'd become food.

Yet, of course the Slayer Corps would strike then, which means they had to be wiped out to prevent that information from getting out. How long had they been investigating? He didn't know, and didn't care.

"We'll need to get you a new kimono..." Not too big of a deal, they could get that done tomorrow night with the dues he's already collected. The house made them more than enough for their own expenditures outside of what the gave over to Muzan-sama.

He did NOT expect.. however.. for his precious little sister to go after them alone. Thus leading to the current mess. Still, he couldn't fault her for taking action, as brash as it was it.. in her words 'had to be done' or else they'd have escaped by the time he returned.

What the slayer group had not counted on, however.. was them crossing with his patrol rounds. Thus was their undoing.

Another worthless Hashira under their belt, a few incredibly weak slayers now in featureless heaps of poisoned flesh on the ground. But that didn't change the fact that his sister was a mess because of it.

"Let's get back and get you cleaned up.. ehh? Gonna need to lay a bit low if they're sniffing around like that. Disgraceful.."

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"Brother... Please tell me that I'm not the only one seeing Oto-san's strange tastes become even stranger."

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She huffed and crossed her arms at this entire situation.. upper ranks didn't associate themselves with those of his ilk. At least, Daki did not. They knew their place; it was just as the Upper One had stated... having such relationships, makes organizations and ranks meaningless.

"Fine. If he's so intent on keeping that one here, the least we can do is guess who's on top."

"Yeah I... Mmm-" He wasn't sure about this either. He knew the elder Oni was.. odd at the worst and best of times, but this was down right bizarre. Especially with a lower ranked member of the Kizuki?

"I don't get it, I really don't. What's he even see in that weirdo train punk anyway?" Gyutaro grumbled bitterly. None of it made a lick of sense to him, it seemed meaningless. And he couldn't expect Muzan-sama to think this was alright either. Unless Douma was purposely keeping it a secret.

"That's easy though, it's Enmu." Just straight up, blunt and without missing a beat.

"I see enough dipshits walk through the house doors that I can see right through it." He paid attention, even when he was laying silent and 'sleeping' within Daki's body.

"Am I okay with it? Fuck no. I HATE doctors.." He hissed out, scratching at the underside of his jawline, enough to draw blood. The train punks face was.. all too punchable, what did he think cozying up to Upper Two was gonna do? Make them go easy on him when he wanted a higher rank!?

HELL NO.

"Well.. if Oto-san's really got it out for this punk, it's time to make em' realize that it ain't just Douma he's gotta earn favor with." A smile pulled at his face as he looked down to his sister.

"Gotta pass the check with his 'kids'. Wanna prank the hell outta him?" Which usually meant various forms of torment, bodily injury and the like..

To their target, of course.

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"Who made that test? I'll tear them apart and hang them to rot for that!"

Oh no. Her defensive little sister button had been pressed.

Uh oh..

While he was perfectly fine with said results, he had a bad feeling his sister wouldn't be. That all added up, then again, if it had been the test giving HER a low score...

Well...

He'd be the one tearing up buildings to find the punk that made it.

"Hell if I know. Probably some human, doesn't matter much. I mean..." He mumbled a small 'It's not exactly wrong..' before reaching out to set a hand on her head. A gentle patting motion.

"Eeehh.. calm down. It's a waste goin' after weak punks like that."

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He'd been smiling at first, but.. as her words continued on.. that smile dropped. Most would have dropped the subject, brushed it away at her words. But not him, he knew something was bothering her. Knew something was wrong. So he watched her, in silence. He knew all he had to do was wait, wait before she'd keep talking.

It's how it always was when she was agitated. Her worries brushed off to get rid of anyone who was prying at her. Then, she'd unload everything she felt to Gyutaro. But this was different, this felt like when she had her nightmares. He noticed her stature, her shoulders, how she was holding herself..

Then-

There it was...

Gyutaro's brow furrowed as he listened to her, watched as she turned away from him. He knew she was starting to cry. What sort of big brother would he be if he couldn't hear her sniffles and the hitch in her voice.

"Ume." He spoke in a far gentler tone than anyone would ever be able to hear out of him. A voice he only reserved for his precious little sister. More so, he was using her actual name. Not the name gifted to her by their master, HER name.

"Hey..." He reached out, first one hand on her shoulder, then the other. He only had to gently pull her close, a notion that was more akin to a silent 'come here'.

Then he wrapped his arms fully around her, pulling her in with a force that was more for comfort than trying to hold her down. He'd done this before, on many occasions that those painful memories were brought back to the surface again. In some ways, he did envy those that utterly lost their minds and memories.

But he clung to them, because he clung to his sister. They became strength for him moving forward, to collect the dues the world owed THEM. And until they could replace them with good, happy memories, he'd continue to crush them in his grasp.

But Ume was much more delicate in that matter, which was why he comforted her. It was why he pulled her nice and close, resting his head on top of hers and gently ran his fingers along her back.

He knew there was no talking her out of this, only to be there. To comfort her. To be a source that she could hold onto and remind her-selves that they have a better life now. A life that they were fully in control of...

"Stupid humans.." He grumbled, a low growl in his throat as his eyes snapped onto the unconscious bodies of the two humans. And knowing his sister, the two children were being held in her Obi too. He didn't really care about eating them, if anything, perhaps his sister could get some much needed catharsis out of it.

He preferred being nicer to the homeless children who were in the same position as he and Ume had been, not privileged BRATS. Seriously.. who brought their children to Yoshiwara of all places!?

"They deserved this, their damn fault for coming here. We'll take our time eating them, really make them hurt. No one makes my precious little sister cry..." He snarled out, bearing those terrifyingly sharp teeth. He'd make these humans pay, he'd make them suffer for making her re-live those memories.

He was livid at them.

But he didn't let go of her, he wouldn't let go until he could hear her cries and sniffling fade away. The humans, if they woke up, had no where to go. They were trapped in a chamber with two demons. One who was suffering and another who was utterly pissed that their existence made her suffer.

And one of them, was certainly more willing to drag out the humans coming pain as long as possible.

"I'm right here.." Reminding her that he was there, that he wasn't going anywhere. Even squeezing her in his hug to emphasize that.

Daki was always careful to ensure her targets would not be noticed if they were to suddenly disappear from the district one night. Women who were on their way out of the district for one reason or another. Although the easiest ones to pick off were those who showed little popularity. Customers were also fair game; drunkards who would not be missed, and those who had been abandoned or lost their jobs at their houses. Every single one was snatched away and pulled under. Devoured with no remorse; each had a story that covered their own tracks... so long as slayers didn't get involved.

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"Yeah, it's them."

Daki stopped herself from speaking . Biting back whatever was going to be said and exchanging it with irritated words. The gentle strokes of her faithful big brother's hand did help to calm her irritated state.. it always had. Even during the days when simply maintaining their humanity caused them suffering. Those kind caring hands only served to help Ume.. his beloved little sister. "Just- drop it. You need to eat... I'll be fine. I got upset seeing something is all."

Indeed... The Princess had seen something that stoked a deep sense of resentment. So much so that she felt the need to lash out and take revenge on targets that would normally remain out of her scope of victims. But, during work hours.. that was unacceptable. There was an image to always be maintained, a facade to always uphold.. a dance always to be performed in the face of humans. She had gotten quite good at it too, every human fell for the top Courteson's performance. However.. even her best act would be unable to fool Gyutaro. They were too close for him to not notice when his younger sister was upset. Even if she insisted she was fine.

The culprit for her state of distress; a pair of human children. Laughing and running through the entertainment district with their parents in tow. Each holding something from the food stalls.. Smiling.. laughing... watched over.. loved... it was infuriating! Why were they even brought to a place such as this if not to mock her and stir up memories of that horrible depraved life?! Despite the little ones being the ones to trigger her, the ones she had brought before Gyutaro for a meal were not them, but the parents responsible for creating the little monsters. It was as if they were born for the sole purpose to rub it in her face..!! To make her remember those horrible memories... The younger ones were snatched up, still in her Obi in a state of unconsciousness. Daki would have truthfully left them alone to their fate, abandoned children making up stories to gain sympathy in this district were not uncommon. Someone would take them in, and when they grew up they would be taken away to be devoured. However... when they started running around asking where mommy and daddy went, it attracted too much attention. Silence was the Upper Moon's greatest ally in this place for hunting successfully within Yoshiwara.

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'Why.. why did they get to have a life like that..?!'

No matter how many days had passed since the loss of her humanity, those memories haunted her every single night she dared to close those bejeweled hues and rest. Had she not left that world behind more than a century ago? Yes! Of course... right? So then why was it still causing her to become so upset? She and Gyutaro- They were powerful now! Both of them commanded fear and respect as the most beautiful and terrifying demons in Yoshiwara..!! Their vengeance was already being taken so why..?!

Daki had to turn from her brother and wipe a palm on her watering eyes. A sniffle even escaped her... this hadn't been the first time those night terrors found themselves manifesting in the girl's waking world... and it wouldn't be the last time fear of losing everything they had fought so hard for to be taken away.

"These stupid humans! They made me remember everything brother..!! After I tried so hard to forget that horrible life... I-I hate them..! I hate them for what they did to us!! I don't want to remember how much we suffered because we were born...!!"

...with that, the Princess of the upper moons had worked herself up enough and broke out into sobbing. Was there a threat? No. Absolutely not in this moment. But.. that image, that single moment from the night before caused the beautiful demoness to crumble and become trapped in her past.

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