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Hayami told the now flame hashira that she'd practice peace breathing more and that she did. Going on the missions her crow sent her, she was trying to not only prove to those around her but to herself. She wanted to be worthy of that hashira title. To be the first-ever peace hashira. The girl had taken account of all the demons she had slain, and up till right now, she had slain just a little over fifty demons.
"Show me my rank" she muttered towards the back of her hand that was raised up to her eyesight.
'Kinoe' it read
A Kinoe was the highest rank one could be in the demon slayer corps, that is under a hashira.
The mission she was on at the moment, seemed like a suicide one. There she stood on the outskirts of a forest, and near a cliff. Wherever this demon was, it had a terrifying way of conceiving itself.
Hayami took a deep breath, trying to detect any scent on the whereabouts of the demon. Her calloused right hand tightly gripped the handle of her semi-sheathed nichirin sword attached to the back of her belt. Ready to be drawn out. However, she would soon realize that she was not prepared for the fight she was getting herself into.
A sharp, stinging sensation sunk deep into the flesh of her hip. Time seemed to be pacing in such a slow motion, she turned her head to her left, the demon had sunk its long sharp nails into her body. As her eyes locked with the creature, there it was engraved into its left eye; lower moon five. This was the second encounter the female had with a demon that is a part of The Twelve Kizuki.
The demon in question had electric blue eyes that glowed in the darkness that surrounded them both, it's skin was quite tan under the moonlight. Stretched across from the top of his left cheek was a large scar that ended right at the tip of his chin. It had long white layered hair that had some nodes of the very same electric blue of its eyes that went past its shoulders. The wind blew the strands of its hair away from its eyes, revealing the cross-slit pupil it had. Its build seemed to be a male with a quite muscular appearance which added to its height. It wore a black yukata that showcased its chest that was wrapped in dark magenta-colored wraps, and the white bandages around its arms were entirely stained red by the blood of its foes.
Hayami was thrown across the air as the demon pushed her off its arm. Her body slammed into the trunk of a tree, she could feel her muscles aching at the strong impact. Hayami hissed at the pain before slowly getting on her feet again, limping slightly before unsheathing her nichirin sword.
The demon frowned at the sight of the girl standing up, "You can't stay down can you?" He spat out in a husky voice.
She diverted her attention from her feet towards the demon, "I'm sorry, I promise by the end of this you can finally be at peace" she softly spoke, her grip on her curved sword tightened immensely.
Her opponent scoffed at her words, before lunging at her. "Peace huh?" He spoke, a smirk plastered on his face.
Hayami stared at him from the hood of her eyes, holding up her nichirin sword in front of her face, her legs got into a stance to deliver the first form.
