𝑫𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺ఌ︎||𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐱𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫

Understatement

"What's your name?"
Y/n asked as they eyed down on the impaired slayer, who was now calmly breathing on one of the beds in BC Sol's dorms

Y/n settled the figure on an empty bed last night. With permission from Kris. He was unconscious so Y/n left him alone for the rest of the night. It was now morning, they came to check up on him.

"... Murata"

They nodded, as they cerebrated over the situation

"Can you.. tell me what happened?"
Y/n stated gently, wanting the slayer to be comfortable in speaking

Murata nodded slightly

"We were just doing... Our nightly patrol at our destined places. All of a sudden, one of my friends died.."
He uttered in hesitation, gritting his teeth with quivering lips as he unwantingly recalled the events happening that one night

Y/n was patient with him, since he had knowledge of this uppermoon demon

They slowly sighed, with their eyes closed. Contimplating.
Y/n made eye contact again and remained it with a soft gaze, mixed with kindness and stoicism

When Murata saw this, his eyes couldn't get wider. He was afraid of hashiras. But here he is, unexpectedly feeling comfort with one of the most hardworking, intimidating hashira he has seen.

He couldn't believe the imagery before his eyes, They looked so calm and forgiving in his perspective.

Murata wouldn't want to keep Y/n just stare and stand by, though with their patient state, he wouldn't want them to keep waiting for words to come out of his mouth.

One's patience could falter in only a bare amount of time.

His quivering stopped, so did his hesitation as he let out all the information and knowledge about that dreadful night. Every. Single. Detail.

Though the description and statistics that spat out of Murata's mouth were terrifyingly implausible

Y/n's stoic impression still stayed, which shocked Murata again

"That's something to expect from an Uppermoon.. I should do some patrolling aroung your area."
They averted their gaze to the window beside Murata, sternly staring at the warm light shining through it

He stared at Y/n's expression, not expecting such a calm and self-restraint response to a life threatening situation

'What an understatement..'
He pondered, and immediately answered to an unstated question Y/n expressed through her expression

"Paseo del Borne, Palma. We saw it there."

"Thank you for your consideration, Rest well."
Y/n said in a neutral tone, having a heavy feeling in their chest as they left Murata alone to heal

'3 people..'
They then stepped out of the door and closed it behind them, making a click noise as they locked it

"WE APOLOGIZE!"

'Here they are'

As Y/n expected the three to come, they quickly turned to their direction to see why they're in a state of unease

"What are you apologising for"

The three continued to bow down, Silas groaned in annoyance

Stan bowed further down, genuinely putting his heart and soul into this uneeded apology

"I sincerely apologize for being such a burden to you and Zenitsu sama Y/n san!"

'What a change of heart'

"I apologize too."
Rantaro came next, with a straightforward apology. He was the most normal, not too far over the edge like Stan

"Tsk."
Silas straightened his back and looked at Y/n neutrally

"Sorry about the sht that happened cause of these two."
He too, was straightforward. Which didn't surprise Y/n

"Come on man, they literally saved your ass. You could've been digested in a demon's intestines if that weren't the case"

Silas bleated, still annoyed

"Fine, fine.."

"I apologize!"
He said as he bowed down so low with a desperate tone, mocking Stan

"You son of a.."
Stan noticed this and angrily threw him a glare

Silas smirked with a chuckle, aimlessly going to the opposite direction briefly

Rantaro face-palmed
"Sorry Y/n san.."
He then ran off as Stan gave another bow, following after

This left Y/n, puzzled

Their expression eventually changed to a small, relieved smile

'It feels like home..'

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