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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐖𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞.
Y/n Amari's twin brother Yuuto Amari was transformed into a demon along with Nezuko when Tanjiro and her went to sell charcoal in their beloved town. She mus...
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The plans to revitalize and move the swordsmith village had to be carried out. Once day turns into night. The demons will come. Apparently, there were two upper moons there, despite that the village casualties were kept to a minimum. There was no time to mourn the dead, the world kept turning, and the demons don't wait.
"Tanjiro's still asleep?" I questioned Gotou
"Yeah, you've only been in bed for two days since you didn't get as many wounds, but Kocho says you've got a fever that won't go down. At least you got better quicker, and I'm glad everyone's alive." He explained
I nodded, "So what's happening now?"
"Dunno, demon activity has oddly stopped, so you get to rest for a while. Oh! I really wanted to ask what's up with Tanjiro's sister?"
"She's conquered the sun, which is a little worrying.." I let out a nervous laugh
"And what about your brother? Can he talk, or is he the same??" He pointed at my Yuuto's box
"I'm not sure.. I'll have to try when he is awake. I know he hasn't gotten sun resistance as he still doesn't want to come out during the daytime." A soft sigh escaped my lips,
Gotou nodded, stating he had to leave but would most likely return when Tanjiro awakened. I decided to help out in the butterfly mansion.
Nezuko could finally speak, in between stammers, of course. I waited until nighttime so she could see Yuuto again. I also wanted to know if he remembered enough of his memories to talk again.
"Yuuto, do you want to come and say hi to Nezuko?" I sat across from her, waiting for my twin brother to open the box and come out
He tumbled out, sitting with his legs apart and slowly growing in size. His hands reached for his bamboo muzzle, trying to take it off. I scooted over to him and untied the knot on the string, waiting in anticipation for him to speak or anything.
