Part Fifteen

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I was now walking, not sure where because well Muzan brought me here and I have no clue how to get back. If he had to use his speed we were without a doubt pretty far from my home. I would ask people for a ride but theres close to no one left on the streets. Everyone had retreated to their homes.

'Man, do I wish I went to Doumas instead,' I mentally sigh.

'Guess I will have to seek shelter somewhere for the night. Damn you Muzan, just sending me out like this... bitch,' I mentally curse.

My thoughts are interrupted though by a tap on my shoulder. I dont want to deal with any human freak so i wip out my sword and quickly turn, sword going straight for a clean cut of the throat. After I turn and see their face. I just barely stop right at their neck.

"Akaza! Im so sorry!!" I pull my sword away, shocked. 

"Haha! I see you've gotten strong since the last time I saw you," He beams. 

'Oh yeah, i forgot he has a thing for people with strength, always wanting to fight them,'

"Yeah, its been awhile. I'm glad I get to see you again. Honestly thought I wouldn't," I smile. 

"Yeah, I'm sorry but I genuinely thought you had died. When I stopped seeing you in the district I thought someone got to you..." He rubbed the back of his neck. 

Not going to lie it did kind of hurt that he didnt mention even trying to look for me, then again hes upper three, he has better things to do than look for a human girl.

"Nope, I ran away and started working somewhere else, managing a better life. Even got lessons on sword fighting. So much so im proud to say i'm stronger than quite a few demon slayers. I think I would be Tsuchinoe rank, not sure though," I say.

"Im proud of you y/n, I'm glad you got strong," he says. 

"Lord M-," he coughed fixing his sentence. "f/n wants me to bring you back to you home, where is that exactly?" he asked. 

Seems Muzan also told Akaza not to tell me...

"Oh actually could you please bring me to Doumas cult? I wanted to visit him,"

"Douma!? That women eating pest? Why would you want to go there, how do you even know him?" he questioned making his annoyance for Douma crystal clear. 

"Hes a friend," I simply state.

"I'm honestly surprised your alive and he hasn't tried to eat you.." He continues. 

"I'm going to be honest.. same," I laugh.

"I guess can bring you there, but I can't promise I'm staying, Douma pisses me off," 

"Thats okay, can't blame you either. I know Douma can be.. difficult at times," I reply.

Akaza without a word swooped me up before speeding his way to Doumas, within minutes we were there. 

"Okay-," Akaza was interrupted. 

"Y/n~ Akaza!," Douma beamed. 

"My two closest friends!"

Akaza stayed quiet, not saying a word but without a doubt was already pissed off and annoyed. Douma came up behind the two of us, wrapping his arms around us both and started to walk towards his home.

"Y/n why dont you make one of your wonderful meals again today! Im sure dear Akaza would love to try your cooking," He said excitedly. 

"Get your nasty ass hands off me," Akaza hissed before ripping Doumas arm away from him. 

"And y/n isn't some slave, she has no need to cook for you or me," Akaza snapped. 

"No, no its okay. I actually enjoy cooking for others, even if they don't need it," I assure. 

"See~," Douma smiled. 

Akaza just looked at me and sighed. "Whatever,"

"And sure Douma, I can cook for you two.. that is if you want to stay to eat," I look at Akaza.

"I'm not staying long, so if you do cook, try and make it quick," He looked away in annoyance, not only at Douma but seemed annoyed at me to, prob. just for 'taking Doumas side'. 

"I will," I smiled, glad he somewhat decided to stay.

"Sweet! I can't wait to hand out with the two of you," Douma smiled again. 

The three of us soon entered the home. 

'This is gonna be interesting,'

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Thank you for reading, sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes.



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