Y/n kibutsuji the daughter of the one and only muzan kibutsuji at a young age your mother had left she didn't even look back for you. As a child you grew up around the upper rank demons known as the 12 Kizuki they were like your family uncle Kokush...
(This is your outfit for the date and the dancing )
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**Y/n's POV**
The dinner with Rengoku had been a delightful interlude, a chance to set aside the weight of my thoughts and simply enjoy the presence of someone who cared deeply for me. The moments passed like a gentle river, carrying with them laughter, stories, and shared moments of connection. It was a reminder that even amidst the chaos of our roles as demon slayers, there were still instances of respite and joy.
As the dinner drew to a close, Rengoku took my hand and led me into a quieter part of the forest. The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting a silvery glow on the world around us. The distant strains of a biwa filled the air, its haunting melody captivating our senses. Rengoku's grasp on my hand was warm and steady, his eyes holding a promise of something more.
Without a word, we began to dance. The steps came naturally, as if we were following the rhythm of our own hearts. The world around us faded into the background, and in that moment, it was just the two of us, moving together in the moonlit embrace. His touch was gentle yet firm, leading me through the steps with a familiarity that spoke of a deep connection.
The biwa's melody seemed to weave itself around us, its notes rising and falling in harmony with our movements. Each twirl and sway felt like a reflection of the emotions that danced within us, unspoken words given life through motion. In Rengoku's eyes, I saw a reflection of my own feelings, the unspoken bond that had been growing between us.
**Muzan's POV**
The night was still, the moon casting its ethereal light upon the world below. I had tracked down y/n, curious to see what had captured her attention in this quiet corner of the forest. As I approached, my eyes widened at the sight before me.
There she was, dancing with a man. His fiery hair glinted in the moonlight, and their movements were graceful and fluid. It was a scene of unexpected beauty, the delicate interplay between two souls under the night sky. I felt a strange mixture of emotions, a distant happiness for her, tempered by a deeper understanding of the complexities that lay ahead.
**Daki's POV**
The moonlight cast a silvery tapestry upon the clearing, where y/n and her companion danced. The music of the biwa floated through the air, its haunting melody a backdrop to their movements. As I watched, I couldn't help but smile, seeing the joy on y/n's face as she twirled and swayed.
The dance was more than just steps; it was a testament to the connection between them, an unspoken language that transcended words. Their hands held an intimacy that spoke of shared moments and shared feelings. And as they finally came to a stop, their eyes locked, a bridge of understanding between them.
The moment that followed was both tender and powerful. Without hesitation, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss under the moonlight. It was a declaration, a culmination of the emotions that had been growing between them. I chuckled softly, unable to contain my amusement.
**Y/n's POV**
The kiss felt like a promise, a sealing of the unspoken feelings that had taken root in both of our hearts. Under the moonlit sky, our worlds had converged, and I felt a sense of clarity that I hadn't experienced before. As we pulled away, our foreheads resting against each other, a warmth enveloped us, the world around us fading into insignificance.
In that moment, I realized that my journey was far from over. The shadows of my past still clung to me, and the uncertain future loomed ahead. But I wasn't alone in this path. Rengoku stood beside me, a pillar of strength and understanding. As our fingers intertwined, I knew that together, we would face whatever challenges awaited, our steps guided by the moonlight of our shared connection.
