𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐔 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

ʙᴀᴄᴋsᴛᴏʀʏ

[name] had always been immature when he was younger, disliking any boys eventually their father, being protective over his sisters and hitting anyone whom comes close, and poking his tongue out at his parents.

They thought it was cute but Ikari Sayumi, his primary big sister, hated it when he was disrespectful toward his own parents.

It was always those two that hung out a lot, when Sayumi was braiding her hair, she made sure to braid [name]'s hair because she wanted to, while the three other sisters, Hikoya, Mito, and Kasuki always complained about Sayumi having favorites.

Whenever Sayumi when out, she always took her little brother, [name] with her because it was always fun with him.

The two were inseparable till that fateful night at the night market, when [name] couldn't protect her big sister.

Sayumi was paying for katsu chicken and rice and handed [name] his bowl before earning one of her own.

"What has Mito done to you now, [name]-chan?" The little boy looked up at his older sister, revealing that Mito had ripped up his favorite haori in the process of "making it beautiful" and he was angry and called Mito a jinx and bad luck before running away.

Sayumi smiled up at hearing that, "Have you ever thought of it as an accident?"

And [name] froze, looking down before sighing, "I want to forgive her." Said the apologetic young boy as his head lowered and his chopsticks stopped,

"...Well, why don't we go back?" I've brought food for our family, so, you can say sorry when we get back." Sayumi patted [name]'s head.

Making him feel less guiltier, "Ok."

They set off after finishing their cup of miso soup and walked off.

[name] was beside Sayumi while looking left and right for any sign of danger, "You don't have to look so vigorously, [name], nothing will hurt us." Sayumi smiled up at her little brother, as he was taller than her in height.

The both of them conversed, feeling more warm on this walk till some type of animal sliced the right arm off of Sayumi, "Onee-san!" [name] screamed and held his big sister to his chest.

"Hyohyohyo, what a beautiful art piece, you've got there. Why don't you hand it to me?" He referred to [name]'s sister as an art piece before trying to snatch her body away, [name] backed away snappily and turned around to try protect his sister in a way.

"Aw, what a beautiful bond. But it's making me gag, so I'm going to have to stop this." Gyokko, the pot demon swiped at the two, only for [name] to dodge and run away with Sayumi's body in his arms, who was slowly dying of blood after losing her arm.

Gyokko had veins popping on his forehead as he stared down [name], "Oi, brat, stop running, it'll only get yourselves killed. How dare you try to run from the magnificence in front of you!"

A flashy bendy sword cut through the pot, only for Gyokko to transfer to another one.

"You've got some nerve acting me." Gyokko said with rage, Mitsuri had a serious face on before making an angelic types of flips and acrobatics that made [name]'s head spin.

[name] then quickly looked at his big sister to see if she was still breathing. But. Unfortunately, she had died before the person had come.

The tears spread across [name]'s face as he teared up, not caring if the female could see him cry, unnaturally did the woman start crying.

"I'm so sorry! I should've saved her! It's all my fault!" Mitsuri fell to her knees as she cried; feeling guilty for being late to save humans and the sibling love that [name] and Sayumi shared.

The young man kneeled down after wiping his tears and sighed, "Don't worry, she wasn't going to make it anyway." He said, till Mitsuri took the body of his big sister out of his hands, still stray tears falling, "I will bury her for you and then we can pray together." The Love Hashira found a beautiful spot to bury the youthful big sister of [name].

Mitsuri and [name] prayed.

Before the sun rose, they stopped and started talking, "What's your name?" Mitsuri asked and [name] decided to give his savior his name, "Ikari [name], what about you?" The Love Hashira had only just noticed how good looking the boy was.

"M-my name is Mitsuri Kanroji!" She shrieked out and was blushing red.

[name] has also just noticed how inappropriate her outfit was, the open chest shirt and the short skirt.

"What exactly was attacking me?" [name] asked and balled his fists as an vengeful aura lingered within him, making Mitsuri chime, "A demon. I work for the demon slayer corps and I'd like to take you in!" The pink haired woman said.

"...Sure."