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First, Tori and Yoi do know japanese.
'thoughts'

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Tori POV:
*yawn* "uhhh I'm so tired from yesterday all nighter with Yoi. I feel like I'm gonna dieee ohh gooddd" i grumble as i stand up from my bed.

I reach for my phone and start searching for Yoi's contact. 'Huh? wdym not avaibable wtf.. ' i think and then i stand up and go brush my teeth.
I feel this thight feeling in my chest and my head starts to spin. 'I forgot... to take my meds again didn't i. Wait i don't even take meds'

I stumble into the kitchen to get my meds but before i can reach for them i black out.

"Hey sweetie wake up"
'Huh?'
"You have seem to lost a great amount of blood"
'Who is she..? '
I open my eyes and see her looking at me with kind eyes.
'Even MY mom doesn't look at me like that' i feel a cold sweat form on the side of my head. Then something hard hit me ..
'IT'S A TUBE??? WTF'
,,Oh! Sorry dear but i can't  help you if you're up... so I wil have to knock you out." then everything turned black.

*Yaaawn* i wake up on a hospital bed with tubes on my arms. Ouch.
Then I'm met with the kind eyes of the elder lady i didn't know the face of yesterday. Wow she's so wrinkly. Heh wrinkly grandma.
,,Oh! It seems that you woke up earlier than i expected... That's amazing! I am a former snow hashira and it seems like you're a lost soul, so I could train you to a demon slayer!"
"I'm sorry i don't understand you... "
"Oh you're probably foreign, but that's no problem since i can speak english" 'tf is she saying'
"Young girl would you like to train under me and become a demon slayer?"

"You can speak english? " i ask
'A demon slayer? I'm still more worried about Yoi though'

"Of course dear it would be a shame if i couldn't " she says.

"Oh okay anyways in wich time period are we?" i ask.

"In the Taisho period dear"

'OH GOD i am definitely in demon slayer aren't i?'

"Sure then. I want you to train me granny" i say.

'WHY DID I SAY THAT-'

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