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"are you falling in love~ i have a feeling you are!"

playing 'new kind of love' by Frou Frou

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"Iguro! do you wanna go out for lunch with me!" y/n asked, flustered.

Iguro softly smiled at her reaction and responded gently,

"sakura mochi?"

Y/n gasped as she covered her mouth and beamed as she thought.

'Iguro-san knows exactly what I want! how dashing"

the ravenette chuckled, almost like he knew what she was thinking.

"alright. wait here while I get my money." He dashed away not giving her room to refuse.

"oh, Iguro!- fudgesticks! He got away!" y/n pouted thinking about how she could repay him in some other way. Deciding to let it go, y/n sat down on the bench humming a tune as she waited for iguro to come back. That's when she realised that the usual bustling streets had suddenly gone deathly quiet, as a cool wind breezed passed Y/N shivered slightly. Y/N continued to think nothing of it.

' Maybe some shops are closed today. I hope the restaurant isn't closed today!"

Some minutes passed, as it began to get colder and Y/N could see dark clouds looming over her. Iguro had still not arrived and Y/N had began to become worried. The sounds of hooves hitting the ground made Y/N swoop around her to find out where she heard the noise, yet nothing was there. The pinkette sighed, thinking she was just paranoid.

The noises appeared again yet louder and closer, almost as if it was right behind her. Shooting into a battle stance she brought out her flexible weapon. She should of known, you don't randomly hear a carriage in the middle of nowhere. This had to be the work of a demon, maybe a lowermoon? no that demon had already been killed by Tanjiro and his friends.

So what was it? Maybe a twin of lowermoon one, it could be possible, after all the demon siblings had shared their uppermoon rank.

A heavy pressure suddenly was suddenly dropped on her shoulders, threatening to pass out she took a glimpse at the cause. Only to see midnight black stallions towering over her menacingly as she dropped to the ground, surrendering to the weight.

"nice... horsy..."

Y/N awoke to a floating mirror, painted by an inky black instead of its usual reflective surface

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Y/N awoke to a floating mirror, painted by an inky black instead of its usual reflective surface. Though she couldn't help but to continue staring at it almost in curiosity and awe.

The woman snapped out of her trance as she saw the mirror being engulfed by a black mist, she quickly reached for her blade only to find out it was not in this realm, but somewhere else were others could harm someone else or break it. 

' oh no! kenzo-san is going to kill me!" Comical tears streamed down her face as she bit her lip.

What the demon slayer failed to notice was the inky mist gradually faded away and revealed the same black mirror, she looked at the mirror once again, flinching as emerald fire suddenly had lit up inside the mirror bring it colour. Her body began stepping towards the mirror in a trance like way, Y/N began to resist until she felt the slight caress of a certain someone. A elegant and deep voice rang throughout her ears as she took another step forward.

"Ahh... My dear beloved"

Y/N began to blush furiously at the endearing nickname, another step.

"A lovely and noble flower of evil"

Another step. Evil? did they mean demons?

"Truly, you are the most beautiful of all"

Another.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall"

Closer.

"Who is the..."

"Those who are guided by the dark mirror"

"As long as your heart desires"

A pale, and almost grey hand was shown holding itself out.

"Take the hand that appears in the mirror."

Y/N's hand hesitantly grasped its hand, the hand caressed her skin lovingly, almost like a lover. Y/N's eyes widened slightly, as a light blush surfaced upon her cheeks.

"For me. For them. For you."

"We are all running out of time"

"No matter what..."

"Don't ever let go of that hand"

"Don't ever let go of that hand"

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24/8/2022

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