i'm terrified of what's to come.
♱ demon finds humanity within herself. on a mission to serve her own kind, she becomes so close to her enemy that they become her friend.
۶ৎ sent on a mission to infiltrate the demon slayer corps and discover their...
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NOTES
I'm glad this isn't going to be as devastating as the canon events. Otherwise, I would cry and fry my keyboard. Then there would be no new chapters. Enjoy :)
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‒ A KASUGAI CROW CAWED AS IT CIRCLED DOWN TO THE RENGOKU HOUSEHOLD. A young boy of striking resemblance to Kyojuro looked down as it landed on the floor next to him, and gasped in relief as it relayed its message.
Meanwhile, each of the Hashira who weren't present at the Mugen Train feared for the worst as they received their Kasugai Crows, and each swordsman or swordswoman was more thankful than ever that their companion had been saved from death.
Ubuyashiki watched as the crow that had come to speak to him flew away, smiling. "Is that so?" he says. "Tanjiro said that?" The frail man looks down to the sparkling river in front of him. "Then it is our newfound duty to carry on his will. Kyojuro did a fine job as a Hashira, and although there is now a vacancy within the high ranks, whoever takes his place will be just as incredible. Kyojuro deserves to live the rest of his life knowing he has done well."
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‒"EACH DAY IS SO BLISSFUL." a woman smiles. "I couldn't be happier. He's such a kind little fellow, and very considerate toward the servants. I have never met a child of his age that is so well-mannered."
"Don't underestimate the influence of parental affection and a good home. I may have that boy take over my business one day." a man in a blue kimono says.
"I'd be lying if I said I weren't jealous." another man adds with a crackly voice. "I wish I could trade our useless son for him."
The group laugh in unison.
"He's a fine young lad, there's no doubt. That being said, that boy suffers from a rare skin disease. So, he can't go outside during the day." the man in the blue kimono says sadly.
"Oh, dear. I'm so sorry." one of the women frowns.
"I'm hoping we can find a way to develop a miracle elixir for him at my company. The sooner the better."
The door of a nearby room flies open, the breeze blowing through the curtains. Muzan stood unscathed by the sudden event, and Upper Three was knelt down in the doorway.
"Reporting in as you requested, Lord Muzan." she says.
At this, Muzan's disguised eyes quickly switch back to his signature light red. "Did you find what I asked for?" he asks.
