'I... I should do something...! I should...!'
Y/n was frozen in place, watching in worry as her mentor got to his feet.
"You brat... I'll kill you!" he began to approach Tanjiro and y/n flinched, already assuming the worst. Since... the worst was often what the Wind Hashira resorted to.
"Ah-! Wait!" y/n shouted, scrambling to stand between the Wind Hashira and the young swordsman, "P-Please forgive him, Shinazugawa-san! I... erm... I'll, uh.."
Her words clearly weren't reaching him. Y/n could tell from that ominous look of rage on the scarred man's face and how he didn't seem to see her.
"Uhm... please?" she tried.
Before Sanemi could even think of moving y/n aside to beat Tanjiro tf up, there were two synchronized voices, "Oyakata-sama has arrived."
'Yes..!' y/n thought in relief, visibly relaxing as she turned her eyes to where she felt that new and familiar calming presence, "Ah... good timing..."
"Thank you for coming, my beloved children..." came that gentle voice which made y/n's anxieties all disappear.
Kagaya Ubuyashiki had that affect on people. His soft smile and tranquil aura always managed to calm y/n down.
Ubuyashiki-san, Oyakata-sama, y/n didn't know what to refer to him as most of the time. He was a man with shoulder length black hair and lavender colored eyes.
Y/n was aware that he was under a curse which would kill him very soon. So far, it had spread just above his nose and had taken away his sight. Seeing and knowing that he was sick made y/n's heart hurt with that familiar feeling of helplessness.
As Ubuyashiki's daughters guided him forward to stand where he would be in the sunlight, he tilted his head towards the sky with a soft smile that made the frantic y/n want to smile along with him.
"Good morning everyone." the man greeted, "The weather is wonderful today... I wonder if the sky is blue. I'm very glad that we all were able to make it to our semiannual Hashira Meeting."
Tanjiro stared in wonder, 'Wounded? No...he's sick. This is the Oyakata-sama everyone was talking about?'
Y/n jumped when Sanemi suddenly forced Tanjiro to the ground by the head. That looked like it hurt.
She was glad all she got was a pinch from Sanemi to the arm as a reminder to kneel rather than to be forced to the ground like Tanjiro had been. Ouch.
Y/n knelt beside her mentor, her mask doing a good job at hiding her nervousness yet failing at the same time.
All the Hashira knelt as well, the Serpent Hashira leaving his spot on the tree branch to kneel too.
"I'm glad to see that you're doing well, Oyakata-sama." Sanemi said, voice less intense than it'd been literally five seconds ago.
"I hope you will continue to be in good health!" y/n added happily, 'I have so so much to be grateful to him for...'
"Thank you Sanemi, Y/n." Ubuyashiki hummed and y/n couldn't help but let out a bright smile beneath her mask.
'I wanted to offer my greetings too!' thought a very disappointed Mitsuri.
"Before we begin the meeting, could you tell us about this swordsman who is accompanied by a demon?" Sanemi asked as y/n tried to very sneakily gesture something to Tanjiro only to go still and act innocent when her mentor's gaze turned to her.
"Right, I apologize for startling you all." Ubuyashiki continued as y/n tried not to cry, "About Tanjiro and Nezuko... I've sanctioned their situation. I'd also like you all to accept them."
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