Adapt. // kny x insert m!reader

11 - MISSION, I.

Almost two weeks had passed until Y/N finally recieved his uniform. He had requested for his uniform to be oversized, like the Mist pillar's, but he also asked for his uniform to be white in colour and the ends of the sleeves of his top to fade to a very light gray. The word 'Destroy', on the back of the uniform's shirt, was written in black, however. He actually recieved around 3 pieces of the same uniform, as he was worried he might tear his own apart or getting it dirty and having no time to wash it. He just wanted to have spares. That was also basically the reason it took so long for him to get it. Muichiro was about to yell at the kakushi when he first saw him, about being tardy, but the Kinoe ended up easing the tension between them. The (h/c)ette ended up giving the Hashira a lecture on how he shouldn't terrorize people because he has power. The mint-eyed boy just terrorized him instead right after, saying that the lower-ranking slayer had no place telling him what to do. It was all jokes though, as they had become friends by that point, so they ended up laughing it off after. During the time Y/N was waiting to get his new demon slayer things, he had to get his ear pierced, so he could wear his new cloud charm that the Mist Hashira had bought for him. He ended up getting it pierced with Giyuu on his side, because the older was very worried for some reason. It ended up hurting a lot, considering they forcefully push a heated needle through your ear and put some herb sticks in the newly made hole afterwards, but it ended up being worth it, since within a week, Y/N was finally able to proudly wear the charm.

A few more days passed until a swordsmith finally arrived at the Mist estate. The soft sound of the wind chimes on the swordsmith's hat caught the attention of both males that were sitting outside the estate, sipping on some green tea. Y/N had been training hard still, despite passing the Final Selection. He didn't take a break, but today was supposed to be his day off to enjoy himself. He softly  sighed, knowing fully aware that he was about to be sent off to a mission as soon as he was done being introduced to his new blades. The (h/c)ette stood up, Muichiro following his movements as he stood next to the other, both of them watching as the masked person approached the estate in a slow pace. It sort of irritated both of then with how slow the taller person was moving, but neither of them voiced their displeasure in the end. The swordsmith stood in front of both of them, eyeing the males before speaking. "I'm Haganezuka Hotaru and with my and Tecchikawahara Tecchin's combined efforts, we have forged the blades of L/N (M/N) Y/N." Y/N blinked, wondering why he was being referred to so formally. "Uh, yeah. That's me.." The e/c male simply said, scratching the back of his head. "I'm aware. The only other person here is the Mist pillar." The swordsmith replied, clearly deadpanning under his mask."Right.. Please come inside, we made some tea just now." The older of the two younger males urged Hotaru, but his suggestion fell upon deaf ears when the older man just sat down. That ticked Y/N off, so before the adult Male could start explaining, the young boy simply picked him up and walked inside the Mist estate, placing the swordsmith down on the floor. The action took the masked man aback, but he didn't really care much about it- he just wanted to talk about the equipment he had forged, so he started explaining.

"Nichirin swords are made of 'scarlet ore'. The ore is found on the mountain that's closest to the sun, making it so that it absorbs the power of the sun itself. It's what makes it possible to kill demons using the nichirin blades." He began, taking a pause to pull out the new swords and new shoes that he was carrying. "Nichirin swords are also known as the colour-changing katana. Their colour changes depending on the wielder." He handed the equipment over to Y/N, watching as the teenager put on the boots and held tightly onto the handles of the swords. Muichiro went over to him and pulled the scabbards off the twin blades. All three watched as the swords changed in colour. The swords turned into a mix of colours. Starting from white at the handles and fading towards black at the tips of the blades, going through the shades of gray in the middle, like a gradient. All of them blinked, before Haganezuka spoke. "...What..?" He was utterly confused- normally these colours each had a different meaning and each were present in very different breath styles. "What's your breathing technique..? I should have turned white if you're a Mist Breather..." He asked once again, deeply confused by the odd mix of colours. "I'm,, not.. I use Cloud-" Y/N tried to answer, but he was gripped by the shoulders quickly. "YOU MADE A NEW ONE?! THEN WITH THAT KIND OF TECHNIQUE IS SHOULD BE LIGHT OR DARK GRAY OR SOMETHING! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!" Hotaru started violently shaking the young boy, who was feeling as if his brain was being blended. The Mist Hashira quickly pried the older male off the Kinoe, holding him back. "U-uh... Gommen..-" The (h/c)ette tried to to apologise, but was cut off by yelling again. "YOU SHOULD BE SORRY! I TOOK SO LONG TO FORGE THESE BLADES HOW YOU WANTED THEM, AND THIS IS WHAT I RECIEVE!" The older man complained, grumbling as he slowly calmed down. "Anyway, as I was about to say.. Your previous swords were made in a rush and were sort of badly made. If I had made them, they'd be much better.. I'm surprised by how they didn't break... Me and Tecchin-san made sure to make the handles smaller as well, to balance the structure of the swords. He also customized the edges of the blades to have a cloud pattern.. I see why now. Though, I don't understand why we were assigned to make these swords. Tecchin-san is usually assigned to forge swords of important people- like the Hashira. Aren't you ranked lower?" Hotaru questioned the younger, crossing his arms in the process. Y/N only nodded. "I hope it wasn't much of a hassle..." He said, guilt washing over his features. "It was." The masked male confirmed, ultimately making the younger boy feel worse.