01| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐨𝐫𝐢

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"NEZUKO! YUUTO" I cried out as this man stabbed them both in the chest.

'How? How did this happen? We were going to sell charcoal and wood. How did Nezuko and Yuuto turn into a demon? Why was this man trying to kill them?! They haven't eaten anyone!'

"PLEASE STOP!" I grabbed Tanjiro's axe out of his hands and dashed for our siblings.

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"Tanjiro, hurry up!" I shouted out to the maroon-haired boy, Tanjiro and I have been friends since we were young, and our families were close. Enfisies on were.

My parents had fallen sick a year ago, and it soon turned into their death. The Kamados took my twin brother and me in as their own, and we were grateful for them.

I would often help Tanjiro sell charcoal and wood at the town down the mountain, which is what we were preparing for right now.

"Yeah! I'm almost done filling up the basket!" He yelled back from inside the house. His hanafuda earrings dangle from his earlobes.

Every time I let out a breath, a small cloud appeared, the falling snowflakes landed on my hair, and the extreme cold made my nose pink.

It was almost the new year, and Tanjiro wanted to sell charcoal so everyone could have a big dinner.

"Nee-san, are you going to the town to sell charcoal?" Yuuto Amari, my twin brother spoke. He had shaggy brown hair that needed to be cut, his narrow orange eyes staring at me, and a smile on his face. He reminded me of our mother.

"Yup! Be sure to help Takeo with the wood," he nodded, I was two minutes older than him so I bragged about it quite a bit.

I carried a basket of wood on my back that Yuuto had cut yesterday. I've always had abnormal strength for a girl. When I was young, my toy doll fell behind a rock. I picked up the massive rock with no problem and got my toy out. I smiled at the reaction my parents had.

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