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Yoriichi quickly found his way to their sister's room as the small house only had one bedroom where they kept Nezuko. As they quietly entered the room their brother Giyuu looked up from where he was sitting on an old chair in order to watch over Nezuko.

"Did it go well" asked Giyuu in a small voice that had less emotion than a normal boy of his age after noticing them entering the room.

Giyuu had always been a quiet boy even as a baby and was quite introverted for someone his age as he spoke using as few words as possible even around his own family.

"It did, I even managed to grab around five silver stag's worth of jewelry from the store" responded Yoriichi in an enthusiastic manner as this haul was enough to last them for awhile.

Yoriichi found a spot to sit down as this was the best that they could do for family time since there sister spent most her time sleeping or dealing with terrible coughing fits.

As Yoriichi gazed at his sister memories of his first moments in this world came to mind. He didn't meet a god, receive any powers or any benefits that could help him in his new life. He wasn't even that old was as he was only thirteen when he was sent here. As soon as he transmigrated he was overwhelmed with grief and a sheer desperation that gripped him as he realized he would never see his family again. He nearly broke when he experienced the memories of the old Yoriichi and and inherited his emotions after the passing of his father. He spent most of the next two years in a severely depressed state due to missing his old family. During that time he learned that he had been sent to the world of Game of thrones but didn't attempt to do anything with that information.

(AN: MC never saw Demon slayer so he doesn't realize he did get a cheat. He will gradually inherit the strength and skills of Yoriichi but he would have to work towards improving himself physically for that to happen which he hasn't done yet.)

(An: MC will still be somewhat naïve as he was a kid when he died and is only eight years old here)

Once their mother passed he felt as if he had received a wake up call and decided to stop moping around and help his family as he is Yoriichi and Yoriichi is him. After failing to get a job he resorted to stealing in order to provide for his family. Stealing had been going fairly well so far mainly due to his above average physique and a lot of luck. He had been forced to make some risky choices in order to get enough money for Nezuko's medicine. For the moment he didn't no what else to do as he had no remarkable skills from his previous life and wasn't born in a noble family like practically every fanfiction main character ever.

Yoriichi shook himself from his thoughts and refocused his gaze on Nezuko who seemed like a sleeping faerie.

As the sun went down Yoriichi and his brothers left their sister's room as quietly as they could and gathered in the living room/kitchen/bedroom.

" We have to do something to get out of here " muttered Yoriichi as he sat down on the rickety sofa " Nezuko can't stay here forever, her condition is only getting worse and we don't have enough money to see a maester from Baelor's sept"

" What can we do, you know how father was treated and he was an actual soldier. We're just some kids from the flea's bottom who look different and have weird hair color'" Rengoku rebutted pointing a finger at his yellow and red hair that cascaded down to his shoulders.

" Well we can't do nothing " said Yoriichi in a despondent tone returning the room to silence

"we could sell father's swords" Said Giyuu in a quiet voice

" Absolutely not, those swords are all that remain of our parents in this world, we can't sell them" Responded Yoriichi with much more emotion than before.

" Do we have a choice if we want to save Nezuko" Spoke Rengoku after seeing Yoriichi getting fired up

" We could rob a noble " Yoriichi said after not saying anything for awhile

" That's crazy, you're asking for a quick death if try to steal from a Nobel. There's a big difference between robing a few silver stag's from a store and taking things from a noble" Rengoku responded while quickly standing up from the ground to more clearly express his ideas on the subject.

"Fine we won't steal from a noble, we will figure out a different way to help Nezuko" stated Yoriichi while attempting to placate Rengoku. " Let's go to sleep now and think more about it tomorrow"

The three brothers layed down on the floor and pulled a single blanket up to cover them from the bitter cold of the night that plagued them on a daily basis. Rengoku and Giyuu quickly fell asleep while Yoriichi continued to stare at the ceiling with an odd glint in his eye that would have caused Rengoku to worry and not leave the issue of stealing from a noble where he had.

As the sun rose on King's Landing revealing the figures of many people moving around in order to get ready for a new day a few children were busing cleaning their house and preparing breakfast for themselves and their sister.

"I'm back" said Yoriichi opening the door by himself as it was kept unlocked at this time of the day as there was very little criminal activity.

"Did you get the bread" said Rengoku popping up from the ground while keeping his eyes darting around for the fresh bread that Yoriichi picks up from a bakery once a week.

" I have it right here, no need to get so excited Rengoku", "Did you guys cook the prorridge" responded Yoriichi setting down the loaf of bread he picked up.

"Why can't you smell the mouthwatering smell of porridge" replied Rengoku in a joking manner

"What smell it is practically just a paste of nothingness" Stated Yoriichi with a deadpan look on his face while trying not to think about the gourmet cuisine from his previous life when compared to anything he has eaten here.

After the three brothers sat down and ate Yoriichi got up and said " I am going to go look around outside and see what is happening, you guys watch over Nezuko and make sure she eats" while quickly moving towards the door.

"What do you mean look around you just don't want to clean up from breakfast" yelled Rengoku at Yoriichi who was already closing the door behind himself with imaginary veins popping on his forehead.

(MC POV)

I may not enjoy cleaning but it is time to focus. I know I said I wouldn't but I can't think of another way to help Nezuko. The King is still being held hostage at Duskendale which means that Tywin will be there with the rest of the important nobles leaving minor lords and successors here so I shouldn't have too much trouble robbing one of them. I will scout out a target today and return tomorrow to do the deed.

" Let's do this" shouted Yoriichi while moving towards the looming walls of the Red Keep that eternally towered over the smallfolk.

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