( YANDERE MUZAN KIBUTSUJI X FEM! READER X YANDERE KOKUSHIBO )
鬼で所有権: ̗̀➛
╰─▸ ❝ we are being lenient with you... but it doesn't mean we'll 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 let you go ❞
・꧁．━━ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵
𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯...
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KNOWING that there was nothing she could do about her parents' deaths, (Y/N) returned to her room and fell back asleep like nothing had ever happened. When woken up the next morning to be told the unfortunate news of their passing, she pretended as if she had not known, even able to shed a fake tear or two in the process.
But she didn't have to act as if she cared.
Everyone within that household knew that her parents did nothing but abuse her.
There was no affection.
No love.
Nothing.
After the funeral and after the next head of the (L/N) name was decided—a male cousin whom (Y/N) had always been compared to—she assumed she would be cast out of the house like she expected. However, her cousin, being as so-called gracious as he was, allowed her to stay on the terms that she serve him as his personal servant.
She loathed him.
He was a man who did nothing but waste away his life with alcohol and women.
He viewed everyone as being subservient to him, and expected them to treat him as if he were a god. And while (Y/N) would never stoop so low as to serve someone like him just for a roof over her head, she still didn't have the necessary funds to move away and start a new life of her own.
She was close, though.
So close.
A week had passed, and she could practically taste her freedom.
Currently, she was in her room counting the coins that she had procured over the years, her fingers practically trembling from the pure joy she felt. Come tomorrow, she would finally be free of the (L/N) name that seemed to always drag her down, the shackle that it had on her slowly rusting away until it broke entirely. Retying the satchel filled with her money, she hid it within the drawers of her cabinet and let out a slow exhale of breath.
