Veil of Mist

Chapter 6

"I want you to meet my friends," Tanjiro said, taking my hand and leading me down the hall.

"You've already met Inosuke, but that was a battle," Tanjiro said. "Although, he isn't much different off the battlefield."

I laughed. "I got that feeling."

Tanjiro smiled as he slid open a door. "Aoi said Zenitsu hadn't woken up, but one taste of her reviving medicine usually changes that really fast."

We entered the room with Nezuko trailing beside me. She had decided to trust me and kept a firm grip on my hand.

Inside, the room was filled with rows of beds with white linens. A few other demon slayers lay in the beds. In front of us, the two beds were taken by Inosuke and a sleeping boy with vibrant yellow hair.

Aoi greeted Tanjiro and I with a nod. "Zenitsu regained consciousness. He'll be on the rampage in no time."

"Thank you," Tanjiro replied brightly, leading me into the room.

Inosuke was lounging on the bed with his boar mask still over his face. His entire torso was wrapped in bandages and his right arm as well.

"How many ribs did you break this time," Tanjiro chuckled, sitting on a stool beside the boar boy's bed.

Inosuke sat up without wincing. "I'll bet I broke more than you. Don't worry, it's just cause I'm stronger than you!"

"That's nice," Tanjiro said. "Inosuke, you remember y/n, right?"

"(Messed up version of y/n XD), of course I remember - you sayin' I'm stupid?" Inosuke reached out and patted my shoulder.

"Hi," I replied, keeping my hands out of reach in case he was planning to crush my fingers in a handshake.

"Inosuke, you can take your mask off, you know," Tanjiro said. "Y/n doesn't even know what you look like."

Inosuke grumbled and crossed his arms. Tanjiro gave me a smirk before reaching out and snatching the mask by the snout.

Inosuke sat up, swatting at the boy. Tanjiro let go before pulling a sneak attack on the mask's ears and yanking it off the boy's face.

My eyes went wide as Tanjiro took the mask.

Inosuke had a fair face with bright green eyes and shoulder length black hair that faded to a dark blue at its tips.

He was... hot.

I flopped down onto a stool. "To say I'm surprised would be one hell of an understatement."

Tanjiro burst out laughing as he placed Inosuke's mask on the bed. "We were all surprised when we first met him."

A low groan came from the bed holding the yellow-haired boy. Tanjiro lifted his eyes and smiled. "Looks like Zenitsu's awake."

I turned to look. The boy with yellow hair was sitting up slowly, rubbing eyes of a soft gold color. He too was wearing a white gown. Inosuke had refused and remained shirtless.

"Zenitsu, did you have a nice sleep?" Tanjiro asked.

The boy clutched at the blanket, whining and complaining loudly, "NoOo! How could I have slept nicely?! I'm not that kind of fighter who can go prancing into danger - I don't want to die! That demon almost took me out!"

It was very clear Tanjiro was a man of patience. He was able to take care of his demon sister while watching over a feral boar boy and a cowardly demon slayer.

"Zenitsu, this is y/n. Y/n, this is Zenitsu."

Zenistu wiped his nose pitifully and looked at me. "Hi, Y/n." His eyes lit up as he spotted Nezuko seated beside me. "Nezuko-chan!"