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ZENITSU hooks onto your right leg, you snarl lowly as you shifted your weight onto your left leg. The brother stood close to your side, giving small glances at Zentisu.
"Excuse me, ma'am." He spoke quietly. "What's wrong with him." You stop walking, you brought your hand to massage your temples. Lowly sighing at your current situation. "I better get paid for this bullsh*t"
"Could you unhand me?" Zenitsu shutters under your glance, slowly releasing your leg and quickly grabbing onto Shoichi's body.
You notice the paleness in Shoichi's face, slightly cocking your head to the right. Your eyes landed on a demon that crawled from under the board.
It chuckled...
"A couple of kids. Probably most agreeable to the tongue." The demon tongue danced outside its mouth. You grunted in disgust, turning your heel.
"Why are you standing there?!" Zenitsu grabs your waist, hurdling you over his shoulder. Shoichi squeezes Zenitsu's hand as y'all run down the hall.
"What the hell!? Put me down!" Zentisu ignored your brute voice, as his feet picked up speed. "W-W-We don't taste good! I'm sure I taste awful! And she's probably sour, and the kid is all skin and bone!"
You cock your head. "The f*ck you mean sour" Before he could respond the demon slashes its tongue, causing Zenitsu to cover Shoichi; digging his nails into your skin. He slams his body into a door falling into another room.
"Sh*t..." You cruse. You witness the younger slayer passed out on Shoichi's lap. The tongue demon smirked, expanding his tongue to attack.
Like lighting the tip of the tongue was sliced off. Zenitsu stood silently, his hair covering his eyes. You ran quickly over to Shoichi checking for any injuries.
"Thunder Breathing First Form, Thunder Flash, and Clap"
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Zenitsu's head snapped up. Slowly turning his head to the decapitated demon that rolled near his foot.
"AH!" He jumps into the air, shaking everywhere. "It's dead! All of a sudden, it's dead! What the hell? I can't take this!"
You and Shoichi spared a glance at one another. "Is he serious?" You whisper.
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Tanjiro held his side, groaning in serve pain. Tightly holding his katana in his right hand his chest slowly rising.
He could feel his bones slowly creak as they were not fully healed from his last battle.
His mind drifts off... His mentor's figure appears fuzzy as the older male stares at Tanjiro with a red mask covering his face.
water can change into any form.
Pour it into a container, and it's a square.
Pour it into a bottle, and it's round.
Sometimes, it can even smash boulders and flow as far as the eye can see.
Tanjiro's eyes widen. He raises his arms above his head glaring at the demon. "I've done a good job until now! I have what it takes! And today, or any time in the future! Even if I'm broken...
"I'll never give up no matter what!"
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