Third Person Pov:
"I'm not jealous i'm just cautious."
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Y/n moves from building to building. Being careful not to be caught since it's now daytime.
Uzui told her to check up on the 'girls' and see if any of them found anything. So she did just that.
First, she went to Inosuke. He told her that Makio, one of Uzui's three wives, was apparently 'sick' and hasn't left her room. Which Y/n gathered from that, was to be a demon holding her.
Next, she went to Zenitsu. He didn't really find much but apparently the owner suddenly died two days prior. Which Y/n gathered to be, not by coincidence.
Now, she's on her way to Tanjirou's house.
Jumping from build to build with no sound of her footsteps. Her speed too fast, making it so you only see a blur.
After a while, she makes it to Tanjirou's house. Sneaking in through a window, immediately finding-
"Tanjirou."
The burgundy haired Kamado freezes at the sound of the girls voice. He pauses what he's doing, (preparing flowers), and turns to her.
Seeing her figure sitting on the open window, staring at him with her intense, beautiful eyes. Her face very neutral, and her persona very calm.
"Tanjirou." The brown girl repeats, snapping him back to reality.
The oldest Kamado blinks a few time. "Y/n."
"What are you doing?" Y/n questions, seeing him trim flowers.
"I was just helping out. I really enjoy cleaning and helping. It's a hobby of mine." Tanjirou answers her with a happy smile.
Y/n stares at him and blinks a few times. The room goes silent, making the burgundy haired boy a bit nervous while the brown skinned girl was confused.
"Your hobby is. . . cleaning?" She asks, pure confusion lacing her tone.
"Yes."
Y/n tilts her head to the side in confusion. "What?" She then looks down, moving to her thoughts. "I guess that would make you a perfect husband."
Tanjirou's face turns bright red at her sudden words. "H-huh?"
Y/n's gaze flickers back to him. "Oh, I did I say that out loud. My apologies."
"No! It's okay!" He scratches the back of his head while looking down with a dominant blush. "I consider it a complement. . ."
"Hmm." She looks at him curiously for a moment before speaking. "I came here because Uzui wants an update. Have you found out anything?"
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