eto has a tough day, more than usual, all of her pent up emotions really drown her and she just breaksdown. But noro is there to comfort her, and hug her the way he use to when she was a child💔

MY FEELZ.

Eto stomps into Aogiri’s headquarters. Her father – her fucking father – is helping that new one-eye.

He couldn’t fucking help me, could he? I hate him! Eto punches the wall over and over, until her fists land not on plaster but a skeletal body.

“Oh, hi Noro.” Eto forces a grin. “Meow’s it going?”

Noro shakes his head. She’s sure he would be rolling his eyes if he still had them. 

“Dad’s helping another sorry ghoul,” Eto spits. “This time he’s a half-breed like me.” 

Noro puts a hand on her shoulder. She jerks free. “I’m not a child anymore.”

Noro draws her close to him.

“It’s okay to be emotional,” he said as ten-year-old Eto pounded her pillow. 

“Did you read this journal?” Eto waved the notebook.

“I’d hoped you wouldn’t find it until you were older,” Noroi admitted. 

 “Well, fuck my Dad!”

And instead of scolding her for her language, his arms were around her, strong and comforting as she screamed.

His arms are still strong and comforting. Less alive, but still here, which is more than Yoshimura has ever done.

Eto wraps her arms around his waist and sobs.