𝕭𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖘 [Tanjiro Kamado X Reader] (Kimetsu no Yaiba)

~chapter eighty-seven~

Hello, everyone!

Sorry for taking a week long break, but I have some good news for you to make up to it :)

I'll post another chapter today, as soon as I wrote it! I'll get right to it!

Now then, enjoy!!

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3rd Person Pov:

Letting out the worst screeching ever heard, the tiny Demon, the main body of those other Demons, was trying to flee. But Tanjiro didn't want to let this Demon go. Instead, he continued his attack, managing to slice a little into his neck.

All of a sudden, a new Demon had appeared, and Tanjiro immediately noticed the different smell. This wasn't one of the Demon's he was fighting before. But he was determined to kill this tiny Demon, even if it cost him his life.

Much to his demise, the power he had gained from Nezuko's blood had ran out, and his sword was too weak in order to cut through the Demon's neck. "Tanjiro, move it!" yelled Genya, holding his gun up and aiming it at the Demon behind him.

The Demon, however, was prepared. It hit one of the drums that were attached to his back, causing the nature around them to go completely chaotic. Trees formed into dragon-like creatures, causing damage around them.

If it wasn't for Nezuko jumping in to save him, Tanjiro would've most likely been hit. Luckily, she only lost one leg, which she could regenerate immediately. After landing, Tanjiro quickly tended to his sister, asking: "Nezuko, are you okay?"

"Savages who torment the week." spoke the Demon, slowly turning around to face the Kamado siblings. "Spite, enmity, nothing but hatred." Tanjiro's eyes widened. 'A sixth! We have a sixth now! You've got to be kidding me!' he thought.

That Demon was the 'anger' Demon up until now. But when Tanjiro's blade struck the tiny Demon's neck, the anger Demon raised both his hands, and in a single second, he threw them in. The 'joy' and 'pleasure' Demons.

It looked like he was twisting and crushing their flesh, then he absorbed them both. Then, in another second, the 'anger' Demon went to Aizetsu. He opened his mouth, as if he was trying to protest, but got absorbed without saying a word.

The 'anger' Demon's body changed into that Demon they were now facing. Now, he looks like a kid. He's a combination of all the Demon's minus the tiny one. He hit one of the drums, making roots engulf the tiny Demon, attempting to protect it from any danger.

"Hold it!" called Tanjiro, letting out a gasp as the 'kid' Demon glared at him. His presence was so intense and strong that Tanjiro could feel pain in his whole body. "What? Scum. You don't like what I'm doing here? Hey, you evil shitheads." said the Demon, his voice threateningly low. Genya struggled to stand, not liking how the voice of that Demon alone was able to put pressure onto him.

Well, the Demon known as Hantengu was driven into a corner countless times. And every time that happened, his strong emotions became personified and split from him through his techniques. That's how he always won. The worse the situation gets for him, the stronger he becomes. And right now, it doesn't look good.

A bit hesitant, Tanjiro asked: "Why... Why are we... evil?" Without missing a beat, the Demon answered:" You're tormenting the 'weak'. Right? You things were just trying to cut the 'small weakling', tiny enough to fit in my palm. That is pure injustice. Only a savage would do that."

Tightening the grip on his sword, Tanjiro said: "Small weakling? Who... exactly is this? Don't say that. Your smell... smells of blood! You've eaten a hundred, two hundred people! Maybe even more!"

His eyes glared at the Demon as he continued. "And what did those people do to you? All of them... Did you just arbitrarily take their lives as payment?! Stop playing the victim after eating and killing all those people! You have a sick mind, absolutely unforgivable. Evil Demon... I will cut your head off right here!"

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"Why are you so desperately defending this run-down shack? I can't imagine the village chief being in this place. Hmm?" asked the Upper Moon Five, going inside the shack one of the villagers was protecting.

What he saw, however, surprised him greatly. It was none other than Haganezuka, working on the ancient sword like they weren't currently under attack. He even talked to himself while doing so.

"This is great iron. This is a great blade... I've never seen such skill... Astounding." he muttered out, not even caring that a Demon was right behind him. Haganezuka asked: "Hey, human. Who made this thing? If someone can forge a blade like this, then why would they leave this one character, but not their name? But I understand... I really do."

Now slightly angered, Gyokko thought: 'That's some serious concentration! He's so immersed in his work that he hasn't even noticed the marvelous Gyokko! He makes me angry! I've never been able to concentrate that hard before! I cannot lose to him as an artist!'

Without hesitation, Gyokko held a vase in his hands, releasing a fish with scythes for fins, and legs. The other villager screamed out, trying to get the other male's attention. "Haganezuka-san!"

The swordsmith's mask broke into pieces, reviling his face. He was still very focused on his work, so much so that he didn't react to the many cuts he had received. This only angered the Demon, as Haganezuka didn't even look up.

"The reason why they didn't carve their name on a blade this marvelous is because of this one character. His one sole purpose for making it. This blade was forged with nothing but that in mind." said Haganezuka to himself, still deep in thought, not planning to interrupt his work anytime soon.

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Muichiro's vision was getting blurrier by the second, and he couldn't breathe even if he wanted to. He was still trapped in the water prison, and he slowly but surely lost hope. Of course no one could help him out of this, since he was a Hashira, and the others were far weaker than him. Nobody was going to save him.

Or so he thought.

Running out of the forest, his fellow Hashira stopped in his tracks, his usually stoic expression holding a bit of confusion at what he was seeing. With slightly widened eyes, Muichiro wanted to call out to him, but couldn't do so.

"That's... Muichiro is... Please, help him out..." muttered (Y/N) out, not baring the sight in front of them. Checking the area, Giyuu nodded subtly, drawing his sword with one hand, while holding onto his sister with his other.

He quickly used the Water Breathing, Seventh Form, Drop Ripple Thrust to stab the water prison, causing it to burst open, water flowing everywhere around them. Muichiro fell to the ground, gasping for air as he quickly began to pull the numbing needles out of his body.

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