New Hashira

Chapter 9

This part takes place after Zoro became a Demon slayer, and before he became a Hashira. May be short, I don't really know anymore.

"Shut up you damn bird and lead me to the villiage you want me to go to instead of telling me to go northeast. What direction is that?!" Zoro retorted, grabbing the crows legs and shaking him. After a while of making the crow dizzy, Zoro let him go and let him recover. The crow started flying northeast, leading Zoro to his first mission.

It had taken 3 days but he had arrived in the villiage that people were going missing lately. Zoro had spreed his senses around the whole villiage, he sensed around 4-5 demons, but he couldn't pinpoint their locations. He would have to hunt them after dark since they won't come out during the day. 

Right now, he decided to find a bar or an inn. "Excuse me? You're a demon slayer right?" Zoro turned around to see a familiar face but he couldn't quite remember who she was. 

"I'm sure it is rare for civilians to know about the corps, but to answer your question, ma'am, yes I'm a demon slayer." Zoro said, trying to be polite. "Who was the last person to go missing?" Zoro asked.

"My oldest son, and before that was my daughter. Many other parents have lost their children as well."

Zoro rested his chin on his hand while thinking for a few moments. "How old were they?" He finally asked. "My son was 25, and my daughter was 23." She whined knowing they were dead. 

"So they're not much older then me." he commented quietly before he went deep into thought. He went out of his daze after a few minutes, because he had noticed that she was staring at him like a lovesick puppy. She looked away when he glared at her.

"Oh sorry, you just look a lot like my youngest son but a lot more handsome." She said creepily.

'Sweet home Alabama.' Zoro thought before this woman leaned closer to him and rubbed her hand on his chest. He quickly smacked her hand away then walked away from her. "Thank you, for telling me about your children." He told her.

Zoro found no bar nor restaurant but he did find an inn. They didn't serve food or achohol so Zoro decided to go to the market so he could cook himself some food. He felt lucky when he bumped into the same woman that he knew had sexual interest towards him. 

'She's old enough to be my mother.' He thought.

"I didn't expect to bump into you here." She said happily. Zoro gave her a cold look that she didn't seem to notice. "I will look for the demons after dark, I could make you some food before dark."

"I will be having guests." She told him.

"How many guests?" He asked picking up another bag of rice.

"Four guests."

"Great, I could ask them more about the demons." He commented.

"There's more than one demon?" She said half panicing before Zoro nodded.

"How many? How do you know?"

"4-5." Zoro decided not to answer her second question. "Give me your address and I'll cook for you and your guests." She was still shocked while giving him her address but Zoro didn't think much of it. He took the slip of paper she gave him, paid for the ingredients.

"I'm not going to be your house wife." Zoro told the older woman when he gave her a bowl of Ohaw and a bowl of rice. Zoro never really saw the guests face's while he handed them their portion of Ohaw soup and instead of giving the guests a bowl of rice he gave them 8 Onigiri's each. He also gave them a larger portion of Ohaw because of his instincts. The only thing he really paid attention to about them was that they were all males