The Human Who Had No Limits

Chapter 13: Unexpected Roommates

In the quiet of the night, (Y/N) found herself settling into a state of tranquility in her room, ready to embrace a restful sleep. However, her peace was disrupted when Zenitsu Agatsuma, her eccentric companion, crept into her room unannounced. He approached her with a sheepish expression, expressing his desire to spend the night in her room due to Inosuke's deafening snores and the mysterious scratching noises emanating from Tanjiro's box.

(Y/N) glanced at Zenitsu, her expression a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "Sure, Zenitsu, whatever. Just go to sleep," she replied, her voice laced with a hint of resignation.

Zenitsu wasted no time, eagerly snuggling up against (Y/N)'s side, seeking the comfort and solace of her presence. With a sigh, (Y/N) allowed him this small gesture, understanding his need for reassurance in the face of the unknown.

Meanwhile, Tanjiro Kamado, ever vigilant, noticed Zenitsu's absence and became concerned. He went in search of his fellow companion, eventually discovering him nestled in (Y/N)'s room. Tanjiro approached them, his brow furrowed with a mixture of concern and disapproval.

"Zenitsu, what are you doing here?" Tanjiro questioned, his tone indicating his disapproval. "It's not appropriate for a male and female to share a room unless they're related or married."

Zenitsu, sensing Tanjiro's disapproval, clung tightly to (Y/N), his voice filled with desperation. "Please, Tanjiro, I can't bear the snoring and the scratching noises anymore. I just need to stay here for tonight."

The scratching from Tanjiro's box grew louder, adding to the tension in the room. Curiosity getting the best of her, (Y/N) approached the box and gingerly opened it. To her surprise, she found Nezuko, Tanjiro's sister, in her little demon form.

(Y/N)'s eyes widened in both shock and fascination. She observed Nezuko's small frame, her delicate features and the way she radiated a sense of calm despite her demonic nature. (Y/N)'s heart swelled with a newfound respect and admiration for Nezuko's resilience and her unwavering loyalty to her brother.

Torn between the concern for Zenitsu and the discovery of Nezuko's presence, (Y/N) contemplated the situation. She turned to Tanjiro, her voice calm but resolute. "Who's the kid?"

As (Y/N)'s eyes fell once again upon Nezuko, nestled within Tanjiro Kamado's box. She turned her gaze once more towards Tanjiro, silently urging him to share the story that lay behind Nezuko's presence.

With a heavy sigh, Tanjiro began to recount the tragic tale that had unfolded in his life. He spoke of his idyllic childhood, a time filled with love and happiness, before a cruel twist of fate had shattered their peaceful existence. His family had been subjected to a horrific attack, their lives torn apart by a merciless demon.

As Tanjiro spoke, (Y/N) could feel the weight of his words, the pain and sorrow that lingered within his heart. She listened intently, her eyes locked on his face, her expression a mixture of empathy and respect for his resilience.

He explained how he had returned home to find his family brutally murdered, their blood staining the walls of their once-welcoming home. Amidst the devastation, he had discovered Nezuko, the sole survivor of the demon's onslaught. But unlike the others, she had been transformed into a demon herself.

Moved by Tanjiro's words, (Y/N) couldn't help but admire his unwavering love and determination to protect his sister. His devotion transcended the boundaries of blood ties, encompassing a bond forged through shared experiences and unwavering loyalty.

Tanjiro described his journey to find a cure for Nezuko, his relentless pursuit of answers and the encounters with both friend and foe that had shaped their path. He spoke of his encounters with demons, his training as a Demon Slayer, and his unyielding resolve to restore Nezuko's humanity.

As Tanjiro's voice filled the room, (Y/N) found herself captivated by his unwavering spirit and the love that radiated from his every word. She felt a deep sense of respect for his selflessness and an innate understanding of the pain he carried within him.

Nezuko, in her small demon form, remained tranquil throughout the retelling of their shared tragedy. Her presence served as a testament to her own strength and resilience, an embodiment of the hope that burned within Tanjiro's heart.

The weight of their shared sorrow hung in the air, the room enveloped in a somber stillness. But within that stillness, (Y/N) sensed the unwavering determination and the unbreakable bonds that had formed among their group. She recognized the significance of their collective journey and the role she now played within it.

In that moment, (Y/N) understood the importance of supporting Tanjiro and Nezuko, providing them with the strength and solace they needed to continue their fight against the demons that had torn their lives apart. Her heart swelled with compassion and determination, a resolute commitment to stand by their side, no matter the challenges they faced.

With a nod of understanding (y/n) eyes locked onto tanjiro "I'll help," she says after a few moments having seemingly made up her mind after hearing Tanjiro story. "I'll help you find a cure for your sister."