Purgatory

"I miss her sometimes…" netsu said suddenly.

"Who?" kyojuro asked

"Mother…"

"Oh…"

"I mean...I was only 5 when she died...senjuro was just born...and he didn't even have the chance to meet her properly…"

Senjuro was outside, sweeping the porch.

"Sometimes i wonder if father would have been a much better man if mother were alive…"

"He would…"

Their father was an alcoholic, only sitting and doing nothing but getting drunk each night…

When they asked him a question, he would just yell at them, and dismiss them.

All they could do was take care of themselves.

"Kyojuro...please don't die...i mean...father won't do anything, senjuro's only 8, and you're too young to die…"

"What about you?"

"Well...i'm thinking of becoming a slayer too...y'know...even though i'm not a real rengoku, i still want to do everything i can for this family…"

"If you want to become a slayer, that means you have to accept the risk of dying…"

"I won't accept that risk...i want to become the greatest slayer ever so that even death is afraid of me"