The Girl in the Snow [KNY X BNHA READER CRACKFIC]

Chapter 34: Let's Torture Geriatrics!

Breath of Snow Seventh Form: Frostbite

Mist Breathing Fifth Form: Sea or Clouds and Haze

"That's some fast chopping there! But you two can't match how quickly I move through the vases!" The demon retreats onto a tree branch like your average old neighbor's cat.

The bby retorts, "Oh? It seems like your senses have dulled. Maybe it's because you've lived for hundreds of years."

Blood splatters from the latter's neck which he covers with one of his head arms quickly. Veins popping out of this man's forehead, "Don't mock me boy."

Muichiro just spits his tongue at him.. like a 6-year old and I love it.

"Stop- stop it you! Stop! No spitting! Don't stick your tongue out!"

And you know for sure I egged that shit on like the little bitch my gremlin ass embodies.

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"He's not mocking you, just stating a fact." I start

"In any case, I'm going to cut off your head and kill you. I mean, I sort of feel like I'm in incredible shape right now. I wonder why." My sweet boi adds

"Even your tone is an insult, you brat. You've only been alive for about 10 years." Goddamn, he sound like every parent right now. Everything is talking back.

Let the roast battle begin.

I'm writing this in a different style

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Muichiro: Say what you like, but there isn't a single thing about you I can respect. The way you look, the way you talk. It's downright disgusting.

Gyokko: You're just too poor to and uncultured to understand my beauty, refinement, and elegance. Even if you show a rat a book, it still can't read it!

Y/N: Hmm...

Gyokko: Hyo Hyo! What a childish provocation! You seem desperate, it's embarrassing! Did you think that I, Gyokko would be undone with such prattle?

Y/N: ...

Gyokko: Hyo Hyo! What's wrong?

Y/N: Yo, is its just me, or is that vase leaning to the side? It honestly looks pretty shitty and it's not symmetrical at the least.

Ooooh veins are a poppin'

Gyokko: THATS BECAUSE YOUR EYEBALLS ARE BULGING! What about my vase... Is warped? A shit ton of vases spawned into his hand and honestly, I'm too lazy to even count.

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Blood Demon Art: Ten-Thousand Sand Gliding Slime Slime Fish

Wow.. thats the fishiest thing I've smelled since my last ex. "Ten thousand assassins will eat you down to your bones! I'll make you one of my pieces of art!"

Mist Breathing Sixth Form: Lunar Dispersing Mist

Breath of Snow Fourth Form: Freezing Waves

Both Muichiro and I manage to deflect and slice the oncoming wave of fish.

God damn, how much more fish are coming, Jesus.

Mist Breathing Third Form: Scattering Mist Splash

Breath of Snow Fifth Form: Polar Bear's Rage

Both of us cut down the barrage of fish with ease and I swing in and cut off his head.

What in the fuckaroo? It turned into a layer of skin. It kind of reminds me of Kaburamaru to be honest.