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| Chapter 8 |

{{ The Final Selection }}
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WARNINGS

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{Let's go!}

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It's been 2 years and {Y/N} is ready to go to the Final Selection. Tamami gets worried a lot about it.

Tamami knows that {Y/N}'s birthday is coming, yet the Final Selection is today.

Tamami sat inside of a large room with a huge statue of a God in front of her as she clasps both hands together in prayer.

She started to mumble some prayers, something like 'Please, give her some good luck and keep her safe.' And 'Please, bring her back home alive and safe to me.'

She continues mumbling prayers as she puts both of her hands flat on the mat and she leans down as her forehead touches the mat.

"Um...Tamami-sama?"

{Y/N}'s head peeks out from the side of the door, who is waiting for Tamami.

Tamami sits up and stands up as she walked up to {Y/N} with a calm smile. Tamami pats her head with gentleness.

"Going now?"

{Y/N} nodded. Tamami gently smiled.

"{Y/N}-sama, here are some packed bentos for you." One of Tamami's helpers walked up to {Y/N} and hands her the well-packed bentos.

"Thank you." She gladly takes it from their hands. All of the sudden, {Y/N} feels someone hugging her.

"Please come back home safely for me, my dear child..."

{Y/N}'s eyes soften as she. hugs Tamami back.

"Of course Oka-san."

Tamami's eyes widen at {Y/N} calling her that, she couldn't help but have the biggest yet saddest smile as she gently pats {Y/N}'s back.

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{Y/N} starts walking to a path and then turns around to see Tamami under the engawa, sadly smiling and waving at her.

{Y/N} smiles back and enthusiastically waved back. And now she continued walking.

Tamami held a soft smile.

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{Y/N} arrived.

She looks at the beautiful wisteria flowers that hang from their branches. They look so pretty, like the ones in Tamami's estate.

She looks around to see lots of people in demon slayer outfits.

She just walks around while looking everywhere until she bumped into someone. "Ah, I'm sorry..." {Y/N} bows as the person giggled.