𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑨𝑹 ⤶ 「 𝑲𝑵𝒀 𝑿 𝑴𝑶𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑵 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹 」

Another Day, Yet Another Blackmail

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(edited as of 11.8.25)

WARNING : Swearing, Violence

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Zenitsu was stranded all by himself at the Kyougoku House.

At first, he saw to it as an advantage—not having to deal with any of his companion's outbursts.

But he learned very quickly that it was miserable performing the infiltration on his own. What didn't help, of course, was his overwhelming fear of confronting a demon.

The blonde trudged through the hallways of the brothel, his expression glum. He'd gotten distracted during the infiltration by his peers in the house.

"I somehow lost sight of the mission," he mumbled to himself, absentmindedly trailing his hand across the wall. "I was supposed to look for Uzui's wife, Hinatsuru. But what was I supposed to do? Not play the shamisen and the koto, especially when I'm super good at playing them?"

Passerby in the halls stared at him judgmentally for talking to himself.

"But like, what now?" He sighed, his shoulders sagging. "I miss (Y/N)-chan and Nezuko-chan."

Cupping his ears, he focused on listening to anyone nearby, continuing to murmur to himself. "I've been listening this whole time, but I've heard nothing about Hinatsuru. I've only heard about a madam dying a few days ago or something, so now everyone's gloomy and not talking.."

He closed his eyes, heightening his focus.

"Take that!"

"I'm so hungry.."

"My ribbon isn't here! Where is it?!"

"Hurry up!"

"Hic..! Hic! Sniff..!"

Once hearing the sound of stifled sobs, his eyes shot wide open with determination. Within no time, he was walking down the halls once more, searching for the source.

"A girl is crying. That's a big problem."

Within minutes, he finally tracked down the source—a closed door. Gathering up his courage, he peeked his head through the crack, and instantly went into shock.

The room was trashed—things were thrown around every which way. In the midst of it, was a young girl with tangled hair, crying into her hands.

"WHA.. WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS ROOM?!" Zenitsu shrieked. "IT'S ALL MESSED UP!!"

Sharply turning her head toward Zenitsu, the girl's mouth gaped; her cheeks were flushed from sobbing, and with it, were multiple bruises and marks across her body.

Zenitsu immediately panicked at the sight. Was she getting abused?

"UH—! A F-FIGHT!!" He stuttered, scrambling into the room. "DID YOU FIGHT?! ARE YOU OKAY!?"

Startling the girl, she whimpered, returning her hands to cover her face. This caused Zenitsu to panic even more than before.

"AH!! SORRY! I'M SO SORRY!" He waved his hands frantically. "I DIDN'T MEAN TO GET M-MAD AT YOU!! SORRY!" Calming himself down, he approached the little girl, soothingly rubbing circles into her back. "If you're worried about something, I can help—"