"Excuse me.." Tanjiro calls out, with a very odd face and you a cold glare. "A bowl of yamakake udon please" he asks and you nod "same here" you say in a monotone voice, making the shop owner slightly shiver under your stare.
"Uh, sure thing!"
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3RD POV
You look to your right, over at Tanjiro and Nezuko, snorting slightly seeing Tanjiro's exasperated expression and Nezuko falling asleep by the second.
Tanjiro covers his face in embarrassment "Y/N, don't laugh at me! I've never been to a city before, it's so overwhelming" he squeaks out, face burning red. You just shake your head and look back at the ground.
Soon Nezuko drifts off to sleep after falling on Tanjiro's shoulder, making him smile softly. "Here's your yamakake udon's love birds!" he yells making Tanjiro's face turns bright red and you stare at him, "Love... birds?" you murmur in confusion before looking at the sky 'It's night time... I don't see any birds?'.
Your thoughts are interrupted when Tanjiro hands you your bowl of udon making you nod gratefully. You bring it up yo your lips at the same time and both sigh in satisfaction, but what you didn't expect was for Tanjiro to freeze and abruptly stand up, dropping his bowl of food on the ground, shattering the bowl in the process.
You furrow your eyebrows slightly 'What a waste of food' but are again snapped out of your thoughts when Tanjiro grabs his katana and starts sprinting towards the main alley ways again.
You look over to Nezuko and bite your lip slightly, before sighing and shaking your head. You grab your katana and swiftly sprint after him.
You quickly catch up to Tanjiro who looks the angriest you've ever seen him, 'This scent, why is it here all of a sudden?' he thinks as you both run into the busy roads.
'It's the same scent that was left in my house!' Tanjiro thinks while gasping and slightly nudging people out of the way, with you squeezing past everyone, with a cold glare so nobody gets in your way.
'Muzan Kibutsuji!' Tanjiro thinks with seething rage, you look over at him, slightly worried 'where are we going? what's up with him..'.
'It must be him!' Tanjiro thinks as he stops and puts his hand on a middle-aged man's shoulder , seemingly in his 20's or 30's. With Tanjiros stop, you stop right after, looking at the man ahead in slight confusion.
You widen your eyes as he turns around, sensing the overwhelming power and rage coming off his body, though quickly go back to the cold glare, not wanting to look weak.
Piercing red eyes stare into Tanjiro's soul, the man seemingly not noticing you at all, Tanjiro's face shows absolute rage as he goes to unsheathe his katana 'What is he doing? We're in public, we'll make a scene. Can't he see? This man is obviously more powerful than us, with the overwhelming aura he's letting out.. he seems to be even stronger than all might...' you clutch your katana's hilt tighter, your spilt-hair ponytail flowing in the wind.
The man you can only assume to be Muzan Kibutsuji, from the stories Urokodaki told you, turns around, having a small child in his arms. You furrow your eyebrows in anger 'Using a child as a decoy? An image? Pathetic coward' you glare at him.
Feeling even more anger sent towards him, Muzan turns his gaze slightly, in his vision is a gorgeous young woman, beautiful red and white hair, split in the middle. A nasty scar on her right eye, taking up a portion of her face. He can't control the small dust of blush that adorns his cheeks, but quickly shakes his heads and turns his gaze back to Tanjiro.
"Otou-san?" (father) The small girls says, "Who's that?" she asks. A look of complete and utter disgust and terror, comes onto Tanjiro's face. You bite the inside of your cheek, just the thought of him using a child as a pawn to cover up his own cowardness makes you want to be sick.
'He's..' Tanjiro thinks as Muzan comforts the small girl, his eyes going from the piercing red, slit eyes, to a gentle pinkish-red with round pupils. "It's all right.. Don't worry " he says to her 'He's...'.
'He's living here, pretending to be a human!' Tanjiro thinks in distraught, his hand hovering over the hilt of his katana.
I move closer to Tanjiro out of instinct, unsure if Muzan is going to try anything 'Probably not, I mean he needs to keep up his façade after all'. Muzan turns back to you both "Is there something I can do for you both?" he asks in a seemingly kind voice, covering up all his hate.
"You seem to be quite flustered" he says, more pointed at Tanjiro, due to your facial expression not changing an inch. Soon another woman walks up behind him "Dear. What's going on?" you grimace slightly 'Not only a child, a wife too.' you can't help but feel sorry too.
Somewhat finding the situation similar to your mother and father, her not knowing how much of an asshole he was and him marrying her so he could have the perfect child, which turned out to be the perfect children, or as he liked to call them. Masterpieces.
"Okaa-san!" (Mother) The young girl yells out happily and the woman smiles at her. Tanjiro brings his shaky hand to his mouth to prevent himself from yelling, and a hand to his stomach, feeling sick.
'They're humans! The girl and the woman.. their scent is human!' you glare at Muzan who seems to be conversing with his family, probably telling them the 'situation'. 'Just like Endeavour, pretending, pretending, pretending. Using other people to cover up what he's truly like, using Okaa-san just to get the perfect children.'.
You clutch your black to red haori tightly.
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"Do you know him?" The woman asks, "No, unfortunately not at all" Muzan says.
You step forward with a blank but cold face "Sorry about that (HAGRID- NO-) ,we thought you were someone else." you say and the woman nods in understanding while Muzan just stares at you.
"Oh dear, are you looking for your parents? Are you lost?" You shake your head "No ma'am we're fine. They just went to a shop, thank you for your kindness" you bow and are about to take Tanjiro and leave before your keen eyes notice Muzan sharpening his nails.
You widen your eyes slightly as his nails head straight for a man's neck, before you can react Muzan has scratched the poor guy's neck without him even noticing.
Tanjiro gasps and blood leaks out of the man's wound, he brings his hand up to it and groans "Dear, what's wrong" what looks to be his wife asks in worry.
He takes his hand off his neck and veins start to make their way all over the man's face and neck. "Dear?" the woman asks, before the man viscously jumps at her, preparing to bite her shoulder, but in the blink of an eye you're there and are using your hand instead as the bait.
You don't even flinch as the man's teeth sink into your flesh, feeling it hurt barely in comparison to your father's punishment's. Tanjiro gasps 'Y/N!' he thinks, Muzan slightly widens his eyes 'Didn't even flinch? That's new.... hold on.. her blood.. it smells different? not like marechi.. but something more...' he watches in intrigue as you quickly knee the man in the back, still using your hand to stop him from biting anyone else.
