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HAGANEZUKA SURE PLAYS FAVORITES — CHAPTER #22 — WHAT IS THIS COLOR?!

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Little note:
(F/C) = Favorite color
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Some days later, you and Tanjiro found yourselves in the training room, engaging in a sparring session. However, your practice was interrupted by the sudden entrance of Tanjiro's crow, who had news to share with you. Excitement radiated from him as he delivered the eagerly anticipated update.

"Inosuke! Inosuke!" The burgundy-haired boy exclaimed, rushing into the room and pulling your hand along as he searched for the boar-headed boy. Eventually, you found Inosuke engaged in his usual bizarre training poses. "They're bringing our reforged Nichirin Swords soon! And (Y/N)'s sword is also on its way!"

"EH?! No way?!" Inosuke's enthusiasm was palpable, his excitement matching Tanjiro's.

"That's right! I just received word from my crow!" Tanjiro's keen sense of smell picked up a familiar scent. "Ah! That's Mr. Haganezuka's scent!"

Without wasting a moment, the three of you dashed outside, driven by anticipation and childlike eagerness.

"YAHOO!" The burgundy-haired boy beamed happily, jumping a bit.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Inosike jumped along him, matching his excitement.

"I'm gonna get a sword~! I'm gonna get a sword~!" You sang, being dragged by the two boys.

As you neared your destination, you couldn't help but wonder who had worked on your sword. In fanfictions, Haganezuka was often responsible for such tasks, but there was always the possibility of an oc being introduced. Glancing around, you couldn't spot anyone else, leading you to believe that perhaps the same person who crafted Inosuke's sword had also worked on yours. The thought filled you with excitement and anticipation.

"Hey! Hey! Mr. Haganezuka! It's been a while!" Tanjiro called out cheerfully, waving at the man with unbridled enthusiasm. However, to your surprise, Haganezuka's response was far from welcoming. His aura exuded nothing but anger, and his immediate reaction was to grab a knife and rush towards the poor boy, his intentions clear.

Shock washed over Tanjiro's face as he barely managed to evade the attack by mere centimeters. "The fuc- M-Mr. Haganezuka?!"

Inosuke, standing by your side, held your hand tightly. Probably being kind of spooked by Haganezuka's actions and unconsciously seeking comfort from you.

"How dare you snap my sword in two? YOU'VE GOT A LOT OF NERVE, YOU FUCKING DUMBASS!"

"I'M SORRY! B-But to be honest, I came this close to being killed! My opponent was insanely strong!"

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT! THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT! YOU'RE THE ONE TO BLAME! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU'RE HELLA WEAK! THAT'S WHY IT BROKE! OTHERWISE, MY SWORD WOULD NEVER SNAP LIKE THAT!" Haganezuka's fury seemed to know no bounds as he unleashed his wrath upon Tanjiro, repeatedly striking his cheek with increasing force. Each blow landed like a punch, leaving him helpless and desperate to find a way out of the situation.

"I-I'm sorry!" He stammered, his voice filled with fear and desperation. But Haganezuka's rage only intensified. "I'm going to end you, YOU LITTLE FUCKER SON OF A BITCH!" He bellowed, relentless in his pursuit. He lunged forward, brandishing his knife with merciless intent. Tanjiro, driven to the brink, ran for his life, trying desperately to evade his assailant. In a last-ditch attempt to escape, he sought refuge behind the first person he stumbled upon. And that person happened to be you.