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1 month later...
It's been a month since Mui confessed to me and I haven't seen him since.
After onee chan recovered, we went on a few more solo missions. Until we arrived at the red lights district. Boy was that crazy... I learned a lot more about myself from the experience though. I unlocked my full form and I have new friendships with the former sound pillar Uzui Tegen and his 3 lovely wives.
Since I'm a demon I don't need time to recover because my injuries heal instantly but I have to wait for the famous trio to get back into fighting form. That may take a while, so for now I swing my feet around in the air on the porch of the insect hashiras home, hoping that I can come up with something to do.
1 hour later....
Still nothing...
I sigh, stand up, and stare at the moon. It stares back.
A quick walk wouldn't kill me.
I hop off the porch and jump over the wooden fence that separates the estate's back yard from the forest. I slowly waltz through the woods as my feet take me wherever they please.
"Where do these stupid slayers even hide? There's too much undergrowth here!" A mans voice snaps.
I pause.
It doesn't feel like a demon. No. My senses tell me it's a human.
As he comes forwards from behind a tree I can see the full scope of his wrinkly face. His hair is black and it twists and turns before falling over his forehead, his eyes are a polished brown but they look at me with surprise but it quickly turns to pure glee.
"Are you a demon slayer little girl?"
Huh? I'm confused? Is this guy okay? I'm clearly a demon.
He staggers and nearly falls over.
"Hmmph hmmn?" = What's wrong with you?
His eyes find mine.
"What's with the pink kimono? What kind of demon slayer are you!?" He spits.
I look at his attire, he has a nichirin blade attached to his side but no uniform. Who is this guy? He continues to yell at me and spout nonsense and honestly I don't care, this guy has ruined my peaceful walk.
"Look at me!" He hisses. I realize I haven't been paying attention to him. "Or are you to cocky to even see me?" He pulls out his blade sloppily. I don't even think it's. The way he holds it says a lot. He staggers and sways as if he's drunk.
Wait... I sniff the air... It smells like sake! This guy really is drunk.
I focus on the strange mans blade as he swings it poorly towards me. I simply dodge and move out of the way as the man yells in anger.
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Hayran KurguI honestly don't know what I'm doing, but hey nothing wrong with writing a story that probably won't be good about a ship that isn't canon. Nezuko is a demon who is just trying to survive, she lives with her brother and his friends in the butterfly...
