𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐓 [𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞]

Leaving?

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(y/n) had decided to go.
She was leaving the warm comfort of Tamayo and Yushiro's house.
Her demon buddies wrapped around her.

It was currently night and her demon harem would never miss a chance to spend it with (y/n).

Tamayo had tried to make (y/n) stay.
She couldn't care less about her demon buddies, though she would sort of accept nezuko.

Yushiro just agreed to anything tamayo said.

Even though in the end, (y/n) just laughed it off and left.

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Carrying one big box, which could hold 3 small, shrunken demons.
(y/n) walked through the forest hand in hand with her demons.

Just a bit up ahead was another village.
Walking to that village, (y/n) paid for a room in a inn and left her box there.

Telling her demon harem to stay in the room while she went and looked around.

The demons all protested.
"As your husband, I should go with you." Spoke Rui pleadingly.

"Yeah, self proclaimed husband!" Retorted Enmu

Nezuko shook her head and pointed at herself.

"Ara ara~ that's cute" (y/n) booped the 3 on the nose before she slipped out of the room.

Yelling was heard on the other side of the door as she left.

The village was cute, to say the least.
It had small cutesy shops and the streets lit up with signs.
The picturesque statues, stared down at the passing people.

(y/n) thought it was cool.
'Souvenirs!!!!!' (y/n) thought energetically

Running from shop to shop, buying stuff she most definitely did not need while her demon buddies waited for her.

(y/n) stared down at the bags of food and items that she had bought in thought.
'At least I have cool tinted glasses now...' she thought with a sweat drop.

Her blindfold had been replaced with dark black circular glasses that she had found at a store that sold little trinkets.
It went well with the outfit she had bought back in Tamayo's village.

Now.
Back to the problem.

She scoffed.
'What a joke, I'm the strongest, but can't carry a few bags of souvenirs!?'
'Might as well start training all over again'

Anime tears came down her face at thought of having to carry the bags.
And by a few bags she meant the 50 bags that now lay on the floor in front of her.

A hand was placed on her shoulder.
(y/n) jumped in surprise.

"Hello-"
Before she could finish her sentence she was grabbed along with her 50 bags of souvenirs.