Lost Morals [DISCONTINUED]

#11| medicine hashira: kanzaki aoi

third-person pov

"CAW!! CAW!! RENGOKU SENJURO, KAMADO TANJIRO, HASHIBARA INOSUKE, AGASTSUMA ZENITSU, SHINAZUGAWA GENYA!! REPORT FOR HASHIRA TRAINING NOW!!" a bird silhouette loudly announced as it flew and blocked the bright, orange evening sunlight as it flew over the tiled roof and proceeded to repeat itself.

"TSK, SHUT THE FUCK UP WE GET IT!" Inosuke harshly shouted back in annoyance. the hashiras stopped their days of searching and left it to the kakushis to continue for them as of the time being. they all moved in sync towards their destination, the sound of footsteps echoing throughout their journey.

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"Oyakata-sama," the hashiras greeted in unison as they half-bowed. "hello, my children. today is a little different from usual. we have a new hashira joining us!" Ubuyashiki announced proudly, beaming happily with his caring smile.

"new hashira? i wonder who it'll be..." Tanjiro muttered, not going unheard by Zenitsu's powerful hearing.

"i wonder if it's a girl," Zenitsu gasped out loud, not even trying to hide it, eyes beaming with curious sparkles.

"CAN I FIGHT THEM?!" Inosuke challenged the unknown contender.

Genya let out an unimpressed sigh and facepalmed. i have a suspicion i already know who it is... the younger Shinazugawa speculated in his head.

Senjuro chuckled lightly at his other hashira's optimism, thinking about who his mysterious new comrade would be.

entering from behind Ubuyahiki, the long, black pigtailed girl walked out, her apron now removed and a brand new sword secured around her waist in a snow-white buckled belt. thanks to her young-Shinobu derived personality, she managed to dodge her requirement of wearing the standard female hashira's uniform. her face displayed her usual angry frown, again, similar to Shinobu's everyday expression when she was younger and more expressive.

"eh? that angry blue butterfly girl?" Inosuke commented in shock, warning a huff from Aoi.

"yes, Aoi has actually been training from behind the scenes for some time with Shinobu in the past and still continuing now. she also displays excellent swordsmanship just like Kanao. however, she is slightly weaker so she has developed her own breathing inspired by water and insect breathing," Ubuyashiki explained. "now, let's just welcome our new medicine hashira: Kanzaki Aoi!"

the hashiras gave her a small applause and gathered around her, throwing congratulations at her way, surprisingly including Inosuke.

"oh, right, before i forget, i have canceled the hashira training so you can all resume with the search as top priority unless you are sent on mission," the elder man reminded with a more solemn demeanour and earned six nods which turned around and headed back.

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(still) third-person pov

"hm, looks like our hideout was too good. it's been days and they still haven't found you. what a pity, young Tsuyuri-chan," Muzan mocked as the side ponytailed girl scowled at him in anger and disgust.

"you know, there's no point in conducting an execution if the audience won't show up, so why not just let you die a meaningless death, just like your oldest sister did. not even able to contribute to the second uppermoon's death in the slightest. just another butterfly shot down," Muzan giggled maniacally as he created a shooting hand gesture with his hand, his fingers actually releasing a bullet and narrowly missing Kanao's head.

"if you're gonna kill me then just do it."

"hm? well what's the fun in that? i still think we should give your friends a little more time, don't you think? have some faith, i'm sure they'll turn up to see you die a brutal death. just wait for what we have in store for you!"

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a sharp gasp escaped from Zenitsu's mouth as he shot up from his squatting position, earning worried glances and weirded out stares from the nearby kakushis and hashiras. who the fuck was that...

"Agatsuma-san? are you oka-" Senjuro got cut off as Zenitsu desperately sprinted around, eyes tightly shut and placed a finger in front of his ear, straining as much as possible. "i tried sending for stuff already, there's no point. i couldn't even sense anything," Inosuke said harshly.

"well, it's worth a try..." Senjuro positively beamed as he caught up with Zenitsu.

"wait- shush..." Zenitsu commanded strictly. that sound. what was it? digging? no... breathing... voices... his eyes widened and stopped in his tracks, directly above where the sound was clearest.

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