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"WHOA.. THOSE ARE... SOME REALLY UGLY GIRLS!"
you were all caked in makeup, heavy, bright-red blush spread across each of your cheeks.
thick mascara coating and if your eyelashes and faces paper white.
your lips were a bright pinkish red and making your lips look 10x bigger. your hair was in two low ponytails, inosuke and zenitsu's the same except zenitsu' on the top of his head, also tanjiro with one ponytail up top.
you and tanjiro had extra makeup covering the scars on each of your faces.
you wonder why they had to put makeup on you as well, you're already a girl.
they both seemed to be chattering quietly about your hair colour as well, saying how roughly it is and not something they'd want to be caught dead with.
"i'm sorry, but.. we just got new help, so we can't.." the male of the house says awkwardly.
the woman has a small blush in her cheeks, "well, we could take one" she smiles.
"then all i ask is that you care for one of them. thank you ma'am."
uzui's hair was down and his head jewellery and makeup were missing. he was wearing an expensive kimono and a handsome smile in his face.
"we'll take the middle one. she looks honest!" the lady blushes.
"i'll work as hard as i can!" tanjiro, or now known as sumiko, says in a high-pitch voice.
"you three are truly useless!" uzui says angrily as you walk through the crowded street.
"i'll have to sell you dirt cheap!"
"i'm not talking to you!" zenitsu says angrily, puffing it a large bit of air.
"because i dressed you like a girl? you said you'd do anything i told you."
"hey! what's happening over there!" inosuke points over to a large group of people.
"oh.. it's an oiran dochu. a courtesan procession. that's koinatsu - an oiran from house tokito.
your lips part in awe.
she was certainly one of the prettiest women you had ever seen before, but you silently wonder how she can walk with all that stuff on her head.
"a high-ranking courtesans going to greet a suitor. oo! how much did that cost? very flashy."
"what?! that's your wife?! that goddess is your wife?! no way! all three of them are that beautiful?!" zenitsu screams.
"that's not my wife!" uzui punches him in the face, "i wrote down their makes for you!"
your gaze turns to the side, a lady was staring down on inosuke, you sweat-drop.
"you move too slow. i'm the mountains, you'd get killed right away" insouke says to the oiran.
"pardon me, kind sir, but,." the lady towering over inosuke smiles, "if your looking to place that child.. i'll take her in.. i'm the madam of house ogimoto, and i have an eye for talent."
"house ogimoto! i'd be grateful for that!"uzui beams cheerily.
"take care, inoko!"
you look down, how come you were the only real girl there, yet one of the last ones to get chosen.
you had a feeling it was because of your hair and eye colours. all the way here you could hear people muttering about them or just loudly pointing them out.
uzui crosses his arms at you two.
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