Y/N was just an ordinary person from the 21st century, she didn't expect to wake up in an anime where human-eating demons roam free every night.
Well, what's left for her is to learn how to use a sword and help the protagonist make his sister human...
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'damn… that's weird as fuck, imagine seeing a robot version of your dad but with six arms-' Y/N sweat-dropped.
'I know that… I recognize that face…' Tanjiro stared at the doll with wide eyes. “Its arms… why does it have six?!”
“Its arms? According to my father…” Kotetsu started to explain. “That doll was modeled on an actual swordsman, he said if it didn't have six arms, it couldn't recreate that swordsman movements.”
'I feel like I know him, but I'm not sure…' Tanjiro turned to Kotetsu, immediately bombarding him with questions : “Who was that swordsman?! Where was he from and what did he do?”
“Sorry, but I don't know much about it, it was during the sengoku period.”
“Th-The sengoku period?! You mean over 300 years ago?! The doll hasn't broken once in all that time?!”
“It's amazing technology that we can't match even today, if it breaks, we can't repair it. My father died suddenly, and I don't have any siblings, I have to do a good job, but I have no talent with swords or mechanical things…”
“So that's why you're so… I see, I see…” Tanjiro says with a sympathetic expression, before once again turning to look at Muichiro and the doll. “He's… incredible. He isn't much older than me, but he's a hashira, he has talent.”
“Is that so? I think that doll is quite amazing itself…” Y/N commented, staring intently at it. “Hmm, but as I thought, it's not a perfect clone. If it was just like the real one, Muichiro would be gone before he could even withdraw the sword…”
“Huh?” Kotetsu tilted his head.
“Y/N, do you know some-” Tanjiro was about to ask her, but a loud and scrawny voice appeared :
“WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY TOKITO, BARBARIC WOMAN?!” Muichiro's crow violently started to peck her head. “ACK! I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING-”
“NOT ONLY YOUR FACE IS DUMB, BUT ALSO THE THINGS YOU SAY ARE! THAT BOY DESCENDS FROM USERS OF SUN BREATHING! HE'S A GENIUS! HE'S ON A WHOLE DIFFERENT LEVEL THAN YOU LOT!”
“Are you Tokito's crow? By sun breathing, you mean the original style of breathing? Is he really that incredible?” Tanjiro tilted his head with a confused expression, and then asked : “But he doesn't use sun breathing, right?”
The crow gasped in offense, finally stopping pecking Y/N to go attack Tanjiro instead : “SHUT UP! I'LL PECK OUT YOUR EYES!” She harshly started to pull his cheek with her beak.
“GYAAAH!” He was screaming in pain, until suddenly gasping like he realized something and exclaimed : “I remember! It was a dream! I saw that person in a dream!”
The crow rested on his shoulder and mockingly responded : “What? Are you stupid?! What are you doing in this village? That's so unrealistic I could laugh! Do you know a warrior from the sengoku period? How old are you?”
