'I was so lost within the darkness, but then I found her.'
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~Found You💜
Hotaru Haganezuka x Female Reader
Requested by @__0hehe0__
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"Are we almost there?" you asked the Kakushi who was carrying you to the Swordsmith Village.
"Almost there, Y/n-sama," she replied.
You, L/n Y/n, the current [Breathing Style] Hashira of the Taisho Era, were currently on your way to the Swordsmith Village to go have a little chat with your swordsmith. He'd always had a violent temper and would constantly threaten you every time you broke your blade. You were sick and tired of it!
Even you! Y/n L/n, the most patient Hashira in the Taisho Era, were at your wits end. You planned to give him a piece of your mind!... In the kindest way possible, of coarse.
Finally.....
"We're here, Y/n-sama." You were dropped off and took off your blindfold.
You were in awe at the sight that met you. The Swordsmith Village was absolutely stunning! You spent a few minutes looking at the sights before going to meet the chief.
"Ah, you're the unlucky one with Hotaru?" he asked, you could feel the grin under his mask.
"I wouldn't say unlucky," you beamed. "Haganezuka is a wonderful Swordsmith. He's just...... what can I say?" you paused to look for a nice word. "Impatient at times."
"If you say so," the chief shrugged. "I'm sure you'll find him in his hut. I'll have someone guide you there."
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Once you reached there, you knocked on the door once. No response. "Haganezuka?" you called. No response. You entered the small home. Cute... was your first thought. It was small and simple, with a living area, cooking area, futon and a place for making swords.
"Haganezuka!?" you called once more.
"Who the hell is there!?!?" an aggressive yell echoed from the back.
"It's L/n Y/n," you replied. "I'm here talk to talk to you about my new Nichirin Blade."
"I already said," he stormed in, fuming. "I'm never making you another swords again! Ever!"
You smiled. That's what you always did when you didn't have your way. You'd smile and ask again. If they still didn't listed, you'd walk away.... and five minutes later they would feel guilty and give you what you want anyway.
