𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 × 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 [OLD]

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖲𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇

Y/n wasn't the type of person to get into trouble often. Nor was she the type to disobey orders or deliberately break rules.

So all the stares she was getting from the Hashira, Giyuu and Himejima being the only exceptions, were to be expected.

Y/n knew this was going to happen.

So she was glad she'd kept her mask close the previous evening. Or was it earlier in the day before the sun rose...?

She had no idea when.

All she could focus on was the stares-

'I can feel them staring...' y/n thought, grateful for the wooden oni mask which covered her terrified expression with a fiercer one.

The young demon slayer was standing between the Love Hashira and the Flame Hashira, feeling comfortable there rather than near her mentor.

Ohhh, her mentor.

He definitely wasn't happy when he heard that y/n had actually considered fighting another Demon Slayer (plus a Hashira) for the sake of protecting a demon. Not only that but actually threaten to fight the entire Demon Slayer Corps.

'I can already hear his voice...!' y/n thought in distress, shaking violently, 'Damn it...! I'm such an idiot!'

She stared at the unconscious Tanjiro who'd been tied up, 'I could've prevented this... ahhh, I'm so sorry Tanjiro...!'

While y/n was busy worrying, the Hashira were somewhat amazed and a little proud of the frantic y/n. Sure, breaking rules wasn't something to be proud of but not being a wimp was definitely worth celebrating.

Y/n was very soft-spoken around the Hashira and getting her to stand up for herself and stop apologizing all the time had become something of a group effort.

There hadn't been much progress until the previous evening when y/n had snapped.

"Tomioka-san? Don't you know protecting a demon will make everyone hate you even more than they do now?" Shinobu questioned, unaware of how y/n was trembling.

From where she stood behind Giyuu and in front of the two Kamado siblings, y/n's growing anxiousness was hardly noticeable for Giyuu and the Insect Hashira.

Tanjiro, however, felt as though he were standing next to an active volcano...

Y/n was at her limit.

'This woman scares the 💩 out of me, but she tried to kill Nezuko!' y/n thought, 'Sureee that's kind of our job but Tanjiro was clearly trying to protect her— but also, she can't exactly guarantee that Nezuko is good— 💩 I'M OVERTHINKING AGAIN!!!'

"People don't hate me." Giyuu said simply.

This simple phrase snapped y/n out of her panicked mental ramble, earned a surprised look from Shinobu and a bamboozled expression from Tanjiro.

"Oh my, were you not aware that people hated you?" Shinobu asked with a sympathetic look, "I'm quite sorry that you-"

"Kocho-san!" y/n managed to say though her sentence cut off into a wheeze. Holy 💩, it felt like her fear of complicated social situations was strangling her-!

Y/n cleared her throat, "Errr, Kocho-san! I don't hate Giyuu-san! Not one bit! So, uh, your statement is invalid!"

...

Giyuu could've cried in that moment.

Shinobu was hecking proud.

Y/n wanted to take her sword and cut her own throat.