Yandere rengoku x y/n

The Attack

"Japanese duologue"

'Japanese thoughts'

"English duologue"

'English thoughts'

Y/n's pov

After the man's approach, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I decided to quickly shop for the things I needed after selling my things. I gave each girl some coins for their help and left. I gathered my now empty crates and loaded them up. I called Truth and Honor to me and we took off. As I got to the edge of town I heard a scream. It was a man. I got out of the wagon grabbing my gloves.

(Something like this)

They were made to fit me perfectly. They were hard so the hits did more damage to an opponent. My special touch was the claws at the end of each finger. I had no reason to use the glove yet but I had trained myself on how to best use them.

I guess if trouble did wait ahead for me I was going to see how good that training was.

I wore a topical-looking kimono but mine detached the top from the skirt. Underneath I wore loose-fitting pants. They weren't skin tight but also weren't going to get in my way. I slipped the top over my head to reveal a much tighter top. This was so sleeves didn't get in my way. I called Truth and Honor to me and took off towards the scream.

When I arrived I was met with the single-handed most gut-reaching sight to ever fall on my eyes.

There sat a man with his hand ripped off and someone standing over him. My first thought was that it was some freak accident and someone beat me to come to the man's aid.

I was wrong.

"Well well well what are you enjoying about the show? Do you want to join me?" The man spoke as he turned to face me. His voice sent shivers down my spine.

"Haha! What are you thinking about it? Come on, don't be shy, he's delicious!"

I took a step back as I realized what I was seeing. The man was eating the other. I felt sickness take over myself for a split second before pushing it away. I flexed my fingers feeling the secure feeling of my weapon.

Looking at my hands the cannibal said, "What do you think you're going to do with them?"

I took a defensive stance, widening my feet and raising my hands.

"Ahahahaha! No, you've got to be kidding me! Are you planning to fight me? There's no way!" The cannibal threw his head back laughing loudly.

Crack!

I threw the punch with my left hand and hit him in the ribs. I could feel them snap under the force.

As I took a step back he started coughing. As he started to regain control I jumped forward landing hit after hit. One in his jaw, another in his ribs, his right temple. As blood sprayed he finally collapsed. After giving him a couple of kicks to the ribs for good measure I ran to the now passed-out man.

I picked him up. Holding one arm over my shoulder and the other hanging as I picked up his feet bridle style.

I had to get him to town is a doctor could see him.

I was halfway to my wagon when I was hit so hard in my back that I fell forward, dropping the man.

I turned around quickly dodging a kick in the process. I looked up to see the cannibal but instead of the bloodied mess I left him he looked the same as he did at the start of our encounter.

Completely unharmed.

To say I was shocked was an understatement.

"You foolish human thinking you could beat me in a fight! Hahaha!" I stared at him with a shocked expression. "No seriously you're no demon slayer what did you think was going to happen?"

"She may not be but I am!"

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Have you guessed who the fiery man is?
Is it the same person who's come to "save" you?

Sorry for the short chapter at 687 words. I'll try to make the next one longer.

Leave any recommendations for the storyline anywhere in the chapter.
Comments on grammar or any other kinds of errors are welcome.