Slayer of the Night (Demon Slayer x Hashira Reader)

Ch3- Shirakawa-go Village

Third Person POV
As (Y/n) ventured deeper into the desolate wilderness, a blizzard stirred up, threatening to obscure her path. But her indomitable spirit pressed her forward, determined to fulfill her mission.
Struggling against the relentless winds, she continued to travel through the mountains with the old man on her back.

Amidst the swirling snowflakes, (Y/n) spotted the old village, houses hunched over as if burdened by sorrow. Her keen senses detected an air of gentle, neighborly vibe from the residents living there.
"We are nearing your village, Mr. Fuji," (Y/n)'s announced. She approached cautiously down the mountain. She immediately felt a dark presence when she entered the gate of the village.

     Mr. Fujii lifted his weary eyes, spotting his home.

"Thank you, young warrior," he croaked, his voice choked with emotion. "You have truly saved me a lot of time."
(Y/n) smiled softly, shaking her head. "It was my pleasure, Mr. Fujii."

Mr. Fujii's eyes continued to glisten with gratitude. He clutched onto (Y/n)'s back, trembling with relief.
She tightened her grip around him, channeling her inner strength to navigate down the slippery mountain.

After a perilous journey through the snow-laden mountains, (Y/n) finally reached the village. Anxious to help the old man's ailing wife, she hoped the Insect Hashira had received her crow.
As (Y/n) and Mr. Fujii reached the warmth of Shirakawa-go Village, a small crowd gathered around them. The villagers had heard whispers of the Demon Slayer Corp. and recognized (Y/n) immediately.

They marveled at her selflessness, for Demon Slayers were seldom seen aiding common folk. "Ah! Father! Thank goodness you are back safe and sound. We were all starting to get worried."
A middle-aged woman cried, running up to the Hashira and her father, holding hands with her daughter.

"There's no need to worry, Asuka. I got a little lost in the mountains, but I am just fine, and it is thanks to this young swordsman who had offered to carry me back to the village." Mr. Fujii smiled at (Y/n), bowing his head in gratitude.
     (Y/n) stayed silent as the mother and her daughter stared at her.

     The kind mother known as Asuka smiled and vigorously shook (Y/n)'s hand. "Thank you for bringing my father back to our village. Thank you so much!" Asuka cried, getting down on her knees.
     (Y/n) cleared her throat, trying to hide her bashful smile. "It was no trouble, Miss," she said, her face frozen with an apathetic expression, but her heart was jumping out of her chest with joy.

     The little girl who was holding hands with Mr. Fujii's daughter lightly tugged on (Y/n)'s (f/c) haori, gaining her attention.
     "Are you a Demon Slayer?" The little one asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and astonishment.

     (Y/n) looked down at the little girl. She looked about six or seven years old.
     "What is your name?" (Y/n) asked, kneeling to the girl's height. The little girl smiled. "My name is Anri!" The little giggled, jumping up and down.

     "Nice to meet you, Anri. My name is (Y/n), and to answer your question, I am a Demon Slayer."
     Anri gasped, staring at (Y/n) with admiration. "That's so cool!" Anri squealed, running in a circle around (Y/n).

     "Father says you came here to help my mother?" Asuka asked, a mixture of hope and relief in her pink eyes.
     "Yes, ma'am. I have a friend who will be arriving soon, she is a medic."

     Asuka sighed in relief, "Please come with us inside our cabin. You must be exhausted from traveling. Where did you say you were from?"
     Asuka asked, smiling as she led (Y/n) towards her cabin with Mr. Fujii and Anri following behind.

     "I am from Mount Fujikasane. I've been traveling for a couple of years." (Y/n) explained with a nonchalant expression.
Asuka's eyes widened in shock. "Mount Fujikasane? You sure have come a long way."

"I manage." Asuka smiled as she led her family and (Y/n) into her cabin.
"You must be famished. I'll get started on supper right away. Make yourself at home." Asuka smiled at (Y/n) and walked off with Anri, leaving her alone with Mr. Fujii.

"Tell me, dear, how long have you been a Demon Slayer?" Mr. Fujii asked, serving (Y/n) a cup of hot tea.
"I have been in the Demon Slayer Corps since I was young."

Mr. Fujii's lips thinned into a frown. "Oh, I see. It must've been difficult, defending yourself at such a young age."
"It is no trouble at all. I must protect the people of this land and rid this world of demons."

Mr. Fujii's frown stayed on his face. He looked down at his tea, lost in thought. (Y/n) noticed the wary look in his eyes.
     "Other than your wife, I am guessing there is another concern?" (Y/n) said, quickly catching on to Mr. Fujii's body movements.

     Mr. Fujii grunted and sighed, "There is something evil roaming around Shirakawa-go Village."