CAT || Kimetsu No Yaiba Fanfic

Cat Chapter 50

The week passed by quickly, and before she knew it, it was now the last day of being trained by Tengen.

And Hotaru isn't doing anything.

Or more like, Tengen ordered her not to.

"How the fuck is that training?!"

The larger man clicked his tongue. "Not including the time I went on a mission, you've been training nonstop for the past week! I even gave you a break but you trained with Kanroji instead!" Tengen yelled in exasperation.

"I'm not training nonstop! I eat and bath, too!"

"Those aren't counted!"

"That's like twenty minutes so how the fuck is that not counted?!"

"A break from training is different from resting!"

"What the actual fuck are you spouting now?!"

Urokodaki, Kyoujuro, Senjuro, and Shinjuro glance back and forth at the two arguing people. They were taking a break from training the junior slayers, stumbling into the two arguing loudly in front of the butterfly estate. They know Shinobu will most likely come out repressing rage with a beautiful smile and ready to beat their asses from making too much noise and disturbing people.

Tengen decided to stop the dispute from dragging longer by throwing the female over his shoulder, walking towards the four watching males, ignoring her fussing.

He had heard of a certain Hashira training his body to the limit until he cough up blood. There's no way he would let someone he teaches cough up blood because she's pushing her body to it's breaking point.

"Take her, will you?" He said, dumping her in Kyoujuro's arms. Hotaru immediately latch her arms around his neck, telling him to put her down as he has a steady grip on her. "Stop her from training as much as you can until she's given a mission."

And with that, he simply walked away, leaving them all in silence. Other than the string of curses leaving the woman's mouth.

Hotaru snap her head towards Urokodaki, who only avoided her eyes before silently walking back inside the estate. Shinjuro didn't even glace at her. Senjuro gave her a pitying smile and wave as he followed the two adults.

"..."

"..."

"..Put me down, firecracker."

"You'll be running away to train if I do that, so no!" He said happily, turning on his heel to follow the others inside.

She huffed. "No, you'll exhaust yourself by carrying me like this."

Kyoujuro laughed, before she found herself over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Wonderful. "I'm not a frail man, Hotaru!" He reminded. "You don't need to worry about me all the time!"

Hotaru only grumbled. She does knows that. Demon slayers are better and stronger in strength and body conditions compared to normal humans. And Kyoujuro, a Hashira who had been relying on physical strength, is even stronger. Still, she can't help but worry. He was severely wounded after all. He's not even fully healed yet.


"I'm sorry, I was too slow."

"Please. I'll be stronger next time. I'll be faster. Just please."

"Let me see them again."


Kyoujuro glance at her over his shoulder as she stiffened, clutching his sleeves tight. "Hotaru?"

"You can't carry me forever."

He grinned. "Is that a challenge?"

"What–no it's not!"