Cursed Reincarnation

Devilish Rumors

The bell rang signaling the end of the day. The students couldn't be released fast enough. They packed up their things and sprinted out the front door. Nezuko took her time placing her belongings into her bag. She was the last person to exit her classroom. As she did she was greeted by Genya and Kanao.

"Hey Nezuko," greeted Genya, "How was class?"
The trio walked through the long hallways of their school, making their way towards the exit.

"It was a lot of fun! Today we had a really cool history lesson over feudal Japan! What about you guys?"
Genya chuckled, "I think I broke a kids nose while playing basketball today. He deserved it though"

"I almost blew up the lab...again" muttered Kanao.

Nezuko couldn't help but laugh at her friends. "Well your day seems a little bit more exciting than mine!"
Genya rubbed the back of his neck. "We're just more prone to get in trouble than you are. That goes for Inosuke and Zenitsu too"

"Speaking of which," Nezuko interrupted, "Where are Inosuke and Zenitsu?"

"They got in trouble too. Apparently they started fighting in class and Inosuke accidentally punched their teacher. They have detention for two hours after school" explained Kanao. Nezuko sighed rolling her eyes. It was practically impossible to keep those two out of trouble.

"I guess they wont be coming the diner with us today"

"Or for the next few weeks" Genya chuckled. The trio made their way past the school gates and navigated to their favorite restaurant. As they reached the restaurant the sun had begun to set. They opened the door only to be met by a loud banging sound and a high pitched scream.

"EAAHHHH!" A customer screamed as a kitchen knife was embedded into the wall behind the customers head.
"Wha...WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" The man screeched.

A dark haired male with a short stature, practically flung himself from behind the kitchen window into the dinning area. He wore a white mask over his face and a black and white stripped shirt.
"How dare you flirt with my wife, you weak poor excuse of a human!"

The customer was flustered and scared shitless.
"I...I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Liar!" The dark haired male growled. He gripped the knife tightly in his hand.

"Iguro honey please calm down" a shy beautiful voice dragged the man from his murderous rage. A soft hand was placed on his shoulder. It belonged to a beautiful woman with long braided light green and pink hair and a very noticeably large chest. Her smile was kind and loving, especially as she focused her attention on what appeared to be her husband.

"Ah, Kanroji are you alright? This peasant didn't touch you, did he?" Despite the obvious height differences Iguro patted his wife's head looking her straight in the eyes.

"I'm fine Iguro. No need to worry. I can take care of myself"

"I'm aware. I simply have no intentions of letting any man touch you" It was quite obvious that the restaurant owner is a very overprotective and slightly possessive man, even if his wife was considerably stronger than him and could, in fact, take care of herself. Which was well demonstrated as she picked up the poor customer by the back of his shirt collar with one hand and casually threw him outside.

"Please don't come back unless you wish my husband to murder you. Have a nice day!" And just like that the commotion was quelled.

"Please stop trying to kill our customer, Iguro. It's bad for business" begged Kanroji.

"Once those idiots keep to themselves, then I will stop. I despise the way they treat you" Kanroji smiled and hugged her husband. Nothing in this world could make her love him less. Iguro walked back into the kitchen to continue cooking, while Kanroji focused on Nezuko and her friends.