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So many of them are dead. My friends are dead, but im still here. Why am I still here? Why aren’t they here instead? They did so much, so, so much so why are they dead? They saved the world from a cruel, cruel demon but they died. Why didnt I die too?
I wonder how they must of felt after Muzan died, did they even know? did they die before that? I hopethey knew Muzan died, then they would know they achieved what they’d been working for. What they were fighting for.
“Tomioka-san..? I’ve brought you your medicine.”
Huh? oh. Shes one of the girls that work in the flower estate, she survived. She wasnt there during the fight, unlike Shinobu.
“Do you need help taking it?” The girl was still speaking to him? He thought she’d left.
I shook his head anyway, maybe she did leave and i’m was just hallucinating, but best be polite.
the medicine was placed down next to him.
It looked like the poison that weakened Muzan. Maybe it was, i really don’t care anymore.
Maybe i’d get weaker and die, see everyone that’d died. I doubt it though. Where they are have no place for weak cowards.
Weak cowards like me.