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Inosuke Experiences Puberty

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covid positive !!

that's right !! yours truly !!
before anyone asks, yes i'm okay ! just feeling a little bit under the weather !

(edited as of 11/7/25)

WARNING : Swearing

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As the sun rose over the horizon, its warm rays cascaded across the district, shining onto the civilians in the streets. For them, it was like any other day.

But for a certain quintet, it was the first day of their infiltrations.

In the Tokito house, tensions were high; especially between Tanjirou and Eli. Due to the fact that they left you behind, Eli was doing what he does best: being overly petty and pissed.

The two boys sat horizontally to each other as they folded clothes, the atmosphere drowning in an uncomfortable silence.

Unable to take it any longer, Tanjirou was the first to break the silence.

"..Hugh—"

Immediately after his lips moved, he was inconveniently interrupted by a nearby coworker. "Sumiko, Haruko, could you carry some of that over? We don't really have enough helpers." She pointed to multiple boxes in the corner of the room.

Eli, unbothered, glanced up from his task, jabbing his thumb toward Tanjirou, "Sumiko can do it. I'm too busy folding clothes."

Tanjirou fought back a wince, his gaze flickering over to Eli. Without a word, he stood to his feet, dusting off his clothes. "I understand. Koinatsu-Oiran's room.. right? I'll carry it over."

Their coworker, a young woman, smiled in return. "You work really hard, Sumiko! When we took your makeup off, we found your scar, so the hostess was boiling hotter than a raging fire yesterday, but—"

Tanjirou accidentally cut her off, "Yes, I will be glad to be of work!"

Tanjirou made his way over to the boxes, effortlessly picking up the majority. After all those years of training, his muscles had grown quite strong. Due to the fact that his hands were full, he assumed he would have to make two trips.

However, Eli unexpectedly picked up the rest, his lips pressed into a thin line. "I'm not giving you all the credit for the work." He balanced them in his arms like building blocks, starting down the hallway.

He turned his chin over his shoulder. "Where's Koinatsu-Oiran's room again?"

With a faint smile, Tanjirou made his way to Eli's side, maintaining a firm grasp on the boxes. "Follow me!"

The two walked side by side in a thick silence.

Until suddenly, Eli came to a halt.

"S...," he started, somewhat hesitant, looking at his feet.

Tanjirou blinked owlishly, confused. "S?"

Eli huffed, looking up at the ceiling dejectedly, "Sor..— ugh. I'm sorry, okay? There. I said it."

"Eh?"

Sighing exasperatedly, Eli finally met Tanjirou's gaze. "Do I need to say it again? I'm sorry. For.. well, you know.. being a petty bitch to you."

"No," Tanjirou blinked, stunned, "I heard you the first time.. but I just didn't process it." He then smiled, his face lighting up, "It's okay. I understand why you acted the way you did."