𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 [Discontinued]

四

*CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

「 Encounter 」

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Y/N was heading upward the stairs to the mountain to take the final selection holding a bored look on her face, she's been training with her sister for a couple of years now as she is officially about to become a demon slayer. 

She, of course, got some guidance from the upper moons 1 and 3 since they have the most combat skills, she could probably be stronger than she already is. 

Douma couldn't make it since he has a cult to run, as things got busy over there.

The only reason she went along with this is that it's beneficial for her plan, as she needed to get into the demon slayer corps this would be the fastest way to do it. 

The strawberry blonde thought back to the time she was with them...

Y/N grasped her sword in her hand having a loose grip on it whining when she couldn't get a clean hit on Upper Moon One, "This shit sucks. Why do I have to become a slayer for my needy horse-face sister." Y/N complained.

Akaza was leaning on the wall watching the fight between them in eagerness. They have been training for months now maybe she would be able to win him over. Seeing she's whining he sighed and shook his head it was bothersome but he sorta found it cute as it reminded him of something he felt a long time ago.

Kokushibo held a stoic demeanor and replied monotoned, "Perhaps you truly care for her?" He suggested although it's just a theory regarding his time with her he witnessed nothing but malice towards her sibling.

Y/N gazed at him blankly, she flashed a cheeky grin which isn't mistaken as an evil one as she simply spoke. "Nah."

"Didn't you have a  twin too?" A child-like persona found its way into the light as she pointed at him, "A younger one at that what happened to him?" 

Kokushibo froze slightly, brother? He had a brother?  

Noticing she distracted him with his despair she quickly flipped in the air her black-with-white sakura petal kimono lifting slightly, since she couldn't quite clasp the moon or the breathing her sister uses she improvised with her own.

Breath of Despair, Sixth Form: 1,000' Blows!

Y/N twisted her body, her breath enabling her to dart with incredible momentum holding her blade like a baseball bat aiming for all his vital points then finishing with the final blow to his neck. Yes, this was deemed to be training to help her progress but the girl was truly trying to kill him.

But at the last second, the male snapped out of it and unsheathed his sword as it clashed with hers.

 Y/N giggled "You know me and you aren't that different, Kokushibo-kun. We both neglected our siblings and loathed them. But in your case, it was...what's it called?" The girl put a finger on her chin as she pretended to be in thought.