♡ ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕊𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝔹𝕖 𝔽𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕕? ♡

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I am not a manga reader so I barely have anything to go off of but I will try my best to copy the characters personalities. 


Eight Years. It has been eight years, and after all that work Y/N was almost to the rank of Hashira. And yet she just couldn't reach it, no matter how hard she swore she tried. Hours, months, years of effort put into it and yet it was still just out of her grasp. Y/N sighed and began to undress. She dipped a toe into the water, and after determining what the water temperature was, sunk deep into the waves. Y/N leaned her head back, glad that she appeared to be the only one here as of the time. In truth she believed that her social skills were close to none. After all, what kid raised in a snowy mountain knew how to talk to town-folks, certainly not her. In the silence a soft humming could be heard. At first Y/N smiled at the melody as it seemed familiar, but as it got louder, closer, she began to realize it was the song her mother would sing during the toughest nights. Her eyes shot open. A woman. A woman stood above her, her face covered in shadows but her purple hair was unmistakable. The woman shushed Y/N as she went to speak. She reached out a hand for Y/N's face. To her horror, the woman's fingers were rotting away. She could see the veins seemingly molding onto the white knuckles while the blood they supposedly held at some point was caked and dried around the skin. Maggots crawled inside the holes of the woman's body, eating away at the muscle with ravenous hunger. Once the woman's hand touched Y/N's face, it chilled her to the bone. Her touch was cold, dead, and the maggots began to crawl for Y/N, realizing she was a healthier target.

"Oh my! Are you okay?"

The woman faded away, her hair becoming pink, her touch warming.
"You're terrified!"
Y/N watched as this stranger seemed to lift her with ease and wrap a towel around her shoulders. It was surprisingly calming, the tone in this girl's voice. She sounded kind, genuine. As her eyes began to clear she focused on the girl's face. She recognized it. She knew who this was. Y/N saw her once before. Hashira. It was none other than the Love Hashira.

"Mi-" She choked out
The pink headed girl turned to look at Y/N, "Oh, don't worry about speaking!" She tied the towel around Y/N's figure in order to cover up her naked skin. "You are so cute!" The Love Hashira squeaked. "What happened?" She asked, kneeling gently on the ground.
Finally finding the words, Y/N spoke in a whisper "You're a Hashira-"
The Hashira laughed "I am! But that is not a very good answer."
"I have seen you before. You were on a mission – in a town close to my home land."
The Love Hashira smiled "My name is Mitsuri! Where is it you are staying?"
Y/N paused, "Uh- Well- I am not sure yet. I planned on leaving this town tonight in search of a demon westward."
"Awe- how sweet of you! Come with me!" She stood up and made her way to the exit. Y/N got dressed and hurried after her.

"Where are we going?"
"The butterfly estate! And on the way you can tell me about these rumors!"

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She had followed her superior up the rocky pavement with hesitant steps. As they approached what Y/N assumed was the butterfly estate she could hear voices echo from nearby. Two males, and a female she assumed. 
"Mitsuri, who did you bring?" 
"Oh! Another demon slayer! At least that is what I assume"
Y/N nodded, "Yes, I am a slayer."
"Perfect! She was telling me about some rumors of a demon out west! From what I heard it was quite concerning." 
The other three Hashira's looked at each other before continuing on in a conversation with Mitsuri. Y/N took the opportunity to properly get a look at the others. One of them was standing a little off from the others. He had a multi-patterned haori. Next was a girl whose theme seemed to fit that of a butterfly and beside her was a taller man with yellow hair and red tips.
"Oh! You have not introduced yourselves!" Mitsuri smiled and urged everyone.
"I am Shinobu, and the brood in the corner is Giyuu" spoke the butterfly.
"The name is Kyojuro Rengoku!" They waited for Y/N to continue.
"Oh! My name is Y/N, it is a pleasure to meet you."


Finally the group came to a decision, Y/N was going to continue on and check out the rumors, and per Mitsuri's request, Rengoku was to accompany her.

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