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2ɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ (๑˘ꇴ˘๑)
Getting Tanjiro to comply was easy. Getting the other two boys to cooperate was nearly the same as getting you to sleep.
One was very intent on keeping a pig mask on his head, the other seemed afraid of makeup and the last was your older brother.
The best choice of action was to go from hardest to easiest. Naturally, the hanafuda boy was the easiest (since he would listen to anything you said).
The hardest was definitely the one with the pig mask. He probably needed the most face paint if he wore a mask all the time.
As you were walking up to him with the makeup kit in hand, Uncle Tegen called out from behind. "Don't go too overboard with the makeup, mkay? As much as I hate it, you have to make them look ordinary."
The yellow haired boy with weirdly cut hair suddenly perked up. "Wait, you're letting a child do our disguises?" He said, his tone slightly nervous.
Uncle Tengen scoffed. "Of course." He replied. "Little [Name] is the best artist I know, especially when it comes to colouring." His smile was genuine as he spoke, his words filling you with pride. "And, I don't even have to pay them."
The electric haired boy still looked nervous, he glanced at you giddily holding the makeup kit before staring back up at your relative. "Would it take too much to hire a professional?"
You didn't understand what he was implying but what he said made Uncle Tengen frown deeply. The muscular man turned to you with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, visibly showing that he wasn't happy.
"[Name]." He said softly with his fake smile. "When it's his turn," he pointed to the yellow haired boy who seemed to be regretting his words, "I want you to make him as ugly as you possibly can."
Tanjiro started to snicker as the yellow haired boy panicked. He quickly turned to you and got on his knees with his hands on the floor and his head in between his arms. "Please don't listen to him!" He begged. "Im sorry! Please make me a pretty girl!"
What an odd thing to say.
You ignored his weird pleas for beauty and turned your attention to the pig man, who was sitting on the tatami mat with his legs crossed.
He saw you approaching and didn't say anything, the two of you just staring at one another. You pointed at his head, gesturing him to take off his mask.
After 25 seconds of weirdly awkward silence, he finally spoke. "No."
You puffed your cheeks as Tanjiro sighed. "Inosuke please just take off the mask."
This supposed Inosuke shook his head. "No." He repeated. "I'm not letting this baby demon put that stuff on my face."
You heard Uncle Tengen angrily huff in the background, you copied his sound and placed your hands on your hips.
