Let me take you on a trip~ (Enmu X Reader)

55

After successfully getting back up on my feet and stepping out of the shower, I pulled a towel over my dripping body and began to dry out my hair as a sharp feeling of pain kept shooting through my legs, making me slightly shudder every time.

"Tsk.. I think I went too far this time.." I quietly spoke out to myself, catching my breath while throwing my head back as I rubbed my thighs, massaging them to get rid of the feeling of them being crushed to bits.

I was gradually recovering my ability to walk normally as I paced around in the bathroom, picking my clothes up from the floor and carefully folding them together. I steadily made my way over to the wardrobe and stored my dressing away, taking a light kimono colored in black with a floral print instead. I stood in front of a mirror and pulled the clothing over my naked body as my legs were still lightly shaking, but as I tightened up the sash, I suddenly remembered that Nakime informed me that she would soon call Daki, Gyutaro and I back to the infinity fortress for a meeting with Master to discuss the task we were assigned earlier.

I was feeling a little nervous since I didn't know what to expect out of this gathering. I have zero clue what happened to Daki and Gyutaro after I got sent back home, but I truly hope that nothing too intense happened during the rest of their fight. I still feel extremely guilty that I partially failed my task to capture Nezuko, I really didn't want to disappoint Master Kibutsuji, but something inside my head kept telling me that things weren't going to end so badly.

...But again, I was genuinely curious of what Master thought of me during that battle.

Recently I've been thinking about Muzan quite a lot for some reason... In a way that could be considered relatively inappropriate coming from someone so insignificant like me. I shouldn't even be thinking about these things in the first place, I'm practically no one to Muzan, even strength-wise my rank is way too small, my entire existence is unimportant to be worth consideration for Master. But what is it that attracted me to the demon king so much...?  His luscious curly black hair? Maybe his ruthless personality and manner of speaking? Or those eyes, at the bottom of which such wild coldness rests forever...

...

Those bloody crimson eyes refused to leave my thoughts after what happened in the shower.

...

Also... Where did Enmu disappear off to?

I noticed that he wasn't around for a while now, last time I saw him was when I got teleported home, perhaps he was sent out on a mission. I trailed over to the kitchen and brewed myself some warm herbal tea, bringing it over to the table along with a small porcelain cup. I sat down by the window and gazed at the breathtaking night view, which opened up onto the other side of the mountain. My eyes fell upon a small misted village I used to live in below me, those little houses standing in perfectly neat rows near a large field still brought a burning sence of nostalgia to me every single time I closely observed each building, making me reminisce my past human life.

Feels like a whole eternity has passed since those times.

Remembering how I used to be a member of the Demon Slayer Corps before becoming a demon made odd pressure rise up inside my chest. It's not like I didn't like who I was or what I did in the past, but it feels so weird thinking about everything I went through: Training with Muichiro while studying in the butterfly mansion, working with Koinatsu in the Entertainment District at nights... Ah yes... I still can't forget how I used to be a koto player and would perform in the Tokito house. I would often speak to Koinatsu and she was a relatively close friend of mine before she became an oiran, but there was something horrible that I tried to hide from her as much I could...

When I applied to work in the Entertainment District I was already a demon.

The day Muzan found me made my world flip inside out and was never the same as before. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know where to go, I was terrified and clueless, so to make some sort of living for myself I decided to work in the Tokito house at nights. I hid the fact that I was a demon for a very long while, until the rumour suddenly spread and I eventually had to leave in hopes that everyone would forget about my existence. Since then the only thing I focused on was trying to achieve a higher rank for myself and join the Twelve Kizuki to make Muzan proud. But I still remember to this moment how devastated Koinatsu looked on the day she found out about my secret... Speaking of her, I wonder if she's okay after what happened during my mission with Daki... I should probably check out the Entertainment District once again and find her somewhere...

"I think I still have just enough time before the gathering.." I muttered to myself once I finished my tea, rinsing my cup out and putting it near the sink.

I quickly got changed back into my regular clothing and asked Nakime to transfer me over to Yoshiwara near the Tokito house, beginning my search for the piece of sash that Koinatsu was trapped in.

(A/n: yup, way to change up the events, small spoiler to a future story I was planning to write about the reader working in the entertainment district while secretly living their demon life :>
Not sure when I'll be able to even start writing that book but if I ever will, I'm definitely going to inform you about it, I assure you it's definitely going to be worth your wait^^)