Hey guys! So... I have quite a few assessments due soon, so this chapter's gonna be real short, but I hope y'all enjoy, and not get sleep-deprived like me. Yer.
My soul has completely left my body. Douma was speaking nonsense about how Master Muzan loved me, and that I should turn into a demon so that Muzan and I would be together forever, and I was just too flustered to follow along.
Muzan's sighing snapped me out of the trance I was in. "I'm sorry Tanjiro. Douma is always like this, and I just don't know how to shut the guy up."
"No! No! Master Muzan it's quite alright! It was my fault really! I deserve death!" I started to kneel when Muzan grabbed onto my arm.
"No need for that." Muzan quickly fixes his gaze onto the door where even I didn't miss the small squeak from Tsukahiro, who ran away, failing to hide her presence. "That nuisance of a woman. She constantly hounding me like a bitch. So annoying. With the woman died."
"Master. If I could request that you not kill the child." I bowed.
"Oh? And why is that? Give me a good reason." Muzan didn't bother to hide the amusement on his face.
"I am indebted to her as she has protected me multiple times from Lady Tsukahiro," I replied bluntly. "She also reminds me of someone dear to me."
Muzan clicks his tongue with irritation showing on his face as he narrowed his eyes at me. "And who might the one that you remember be?"
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🌸Taken🌸
Fanfiction⚠️Warning: This is my first story⚠️ Having had his family slaughtered by a demon, Tanjiro is determined to hunt down Muzan and kill him. As he trains alongside his friends Zenitsu, Inosuke, and the demon slayer pillars, something unexpected happens...
