The snake emperor

Chapter 3

Murata felt his knees give out as someone hit the back of them. Maniatic laughter sounded behind him. He whirled around and his face got shoved to the ground. He could feel the blood leak out of his broken nose and onto the hardwood floor.

There was a hiss of disgust and Murata was thrown against a wall. He coughed out blood as he landed on the floor, his chest convulsing from the lack of oxygen.

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Kyojuro smiled as Murata walked into the room. "Kyojuro, are you in here?"

Kyojuro's smile only grew wider in anger when he heard this. 'How dare this scum call me that! Only Tanjiro is allowed to call me that!'' His laugh rang throughout the room, it's sound was horrifying.

Murata felt his knees give out as someone hit the back of them. Maniatic laughter sounded behind him. He whirled around and his face got shoved to the ground. He could feel the blood leak out of his broken nose and onto the hardwood floor.

There was a hiss of disgust and Murata was thrown against a wall. He coughed out blood as he landed on the floor, his chest convulsing from the lack of oxygen.

As Murata struggled to breathe, Kyojuro grabbed something from a drawer and smiled at it gleefully. He made his way over to the struggling raven and picked him up by the collar of his shirt. "You little bastard. You're going to die for looking at my wife like that~"

Murata couldn't see but he recognized that voice, "Kyojuro wait-" A slap reverberated throughout the room. "You're going to pay for calling me that you little shit!"

Kyojuro smiled, but it was cold. The smile didn't reach his eyes. But his eyes were filled with the look of someone psychotic. He grabbed the object tighter before plunging it down Murata's throat. He twisted the knife around as he shoved it down his windpipe, cutting his lungs from the inside.

Murata screamed silently. Kyojuro smirked before taking the knife out and stabbing it through one of Murata's legs. Murata's chest heaved as he screamed in pure anguish and horror. His lungs were filled with blood.

He retched as his body convulsed horridly. "So pathetic." Kyojuro took the knife out of the leg. The cut was deep and went all the way through. The broken bone could be seen sticking out, muscle still attached, stained with blood. Blood splashed out, gushing and following, staining Kyojuro's hands a dark crimson.

"Ewww, you got my hands dirty with your tainted blood." Kyojuro glared at him. Murata didn't look at him as Kyojuro stabbed his other leg. When he slowly drew it out, it matched the other one. A bone sticking out with muscle still attached blood staining it. This time the blood that spewed out didn't get on Kyojuro's hands. It was worse, his clothes.

Kyojuro looked at his clothes with a frown, how was he supposed to explain this to Tanjiro when he washed his clothes. He looked back at the twitching Murata, oh well, he'd worry about that later.

Kyojuro's smile morphed into a more murderous one while still being cheerful. "Bye bye scum." He kept smiling as he drew his hand back and punched through Murata's abdomen. He could feel his insides squeezing his arm. The spine had cut into his hand a bit when his fist continued through the back.

Kyojuro was about to pull out when a gasp drew his attention to the door. There stood Tanjiro. Tanjiro looked between him and Murata before screaming in horror as he ran away from the room.

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Kyojuro didn't see his parents or Tanjiro the entire month. He wanted to apologize for scaring him but he never could. He was interrupted out of his thoughts by a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened to reveal his parents. They walked in and sat next to Kyojuro on his bed. "We need to talk about what happened last week Kyojuro." Kyojuro glared, "There's nothing to talk about."

Ruka glared back, venom leaking into her voice, "Tanjiro invited you to the Iguro castle but now you're forbidden to go." Kyojuro turned his head so fast, his neck cracked. "WHAT!?"

Shinjuro sighed, "He is engaged with Iguro-San Kyojuro." Kyojuro could feel the tears as they welled up in his eyes before cascading down his face. "He- he's with-" Kyojuro didn't hear his own heartbroken cry after his parents left. He'd known he'd messed up but enough that Tanjiro had gotten taken by that snake!? His cries were muffled by his pillow as he cried over his heartbreak.

Tanjiro could have been married to him, but instead, he let his anger take over his mind and now he was gone.