090 ; Yoriichi Type Zero

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"OH NO! CAN I CARRY HIM TO THE BOTTOM MYSELF?"

"no, i'll carry him. he's got to wake up soon.."

you look over at haganezuka who had come over and was whispering to the other boy, you don't think he noticed you at all.

"hmm? his eyelids are fluttering! he's gonna wake up! see ya!" and with that he ran away again.

"yeah.. okay.."

tanjiro's eyes shoot open and he pops up.

"oh! are you all right? you shouldn't get up to quickly"

"was haganezuka-san here?!"

you blink.

"wha-?!"

"wasn't he here just now?!"

"nope! he wasn't here" the boy whistles nervously, tanjiro turns to you, you shrug.

"oh. was it my imagination? where's that hashira?"

"i gave him the key, so he left" the boy looks down.

"you gave it to him? it did seem like you had no choice, though. but i shouldn't talk since i don't really know what was happening anyway" he rubs his neck in pain.

"no, no! i'm happy! you don't know me, but you stood up for me! thank you very much!" the boy bows.

"but i wasn't any help. but this key.. what's it a key to?"

you look to the boy, also wondering.

"a mechanical doll"

you tilt your head, "hm? a mechanical doll?" you question.

"yes. my ancestors made it and it can do 108 movements"

your lips part.

"really?! that's amazing!" tanjiro awes, you nod.

"it's stronger than a human, so we use it for combat training"

"oh! he wants to train with it?"

"yes. but it's getting old and might break"

"whoa! what the-?!" tanjiro shouts as a loud crash is heard, "he's started"

the boy leads you somewhere, "this way!"

your eyes go slightly wide as you approach muichiro and the doll who were intensely sparring.

"that's.. the mechanical doll my for combat use that my ancestors made. yoriichi type zero!"

you blink in slight awe, it was a man - or a doll -, with long dark crimson hair tied in a ponytail and cold maroon eyes, but the most noticeable feature was his six arms, each one carrying a katana. it's face was chipped and cracked, revealing the mechanics and a whole eye.

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