My Filthy Blood Obanai X Y/N

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It had been a few days since the incident, and Y/N still had Obanai's haori. Infact, she wore it everyday, taking quite a liking to it. She didn't really think about the person she stole it from though, but obanai thought about her every day, and started showing less interest in Mitsuri, making her a bit annoyed. She has to spend her own money on food and clothes more often now and she didn't like that.

She also didn't like the lack of attention she was getting from Iguro too. It made her jealous too. Is he no longer showing interest in me because he is interested in someone else? She thought whilst eating sakura mochi. What ever it was she was going to find a way to put a end to it.

Mitsuri started changing herself to get Obanai to give her attention. She made her uniform skirt shorter, and made the chest opening wider. She also got rid of her sleeves and white haori, and always made sure to bend down whenever Obanai was near.

And it seemed to be working, and Obanai was paying more attention to her and spending money on her like he used to, but he continued to think about the demon he had encountered. He was annoyed at first that she stole his haori, but the more he thought about it, the more his heart fluttered. To think there was a woman that was the definition of perfect, had his haori, and possibly still wore it. He wondered if he would ever be able to come across her again. He knew that the odds were slim, since there are a bunch of demon slayers out there that could've killed her, since she was pretty weak when he had encountered her. He also knew that she would probably try to be more cautious this time around to not get caught by a demon slayer, especially after cutting it so close with a Hashira like him.

Obanai sighed, why did it have to be so complicated.It should be a easy choice, a kind-hearted beautiful woman, or a demon, who stole from and hurt him. But something in him really wanted to see the demon again, something in him that desired it.

And that strange desire kept on growing throughout the next few days.

And growing.

And growing until it was almost uncontrollable and he knew he had to find that demon. So he set out, to search for her, and he wasn't going to stop until he found her.

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When Obanai got back to his mansion he set Kaburamaru down on his bed, went through some drawers, and took some money. He then took a quick shower, ate, then set out. Leaving Kaburamaru behind.(he's been traumatized enough😍)

He wouldn't be returning soon,and he knew that. So why did he leave him? He wasn't sure. Perhaps is was the worry of him getting hurt, or him ending up frightening the demon he was looking for. Whatever the reason was, one thing was clear. Kaburamaru felt betrayed. If only Obanai had looked back to see the puzzled look on his  face before he left, but he didn't. He didn't even say goodbye, or feed her. Perhaps it's was just because he was in a hurry, and his mind was sidetracked, or, he just didn't bother to.

Y/n's POV

I was casually licking the blood off of my fingers, crouched next to a dead body,  when I felt a deep knot in my stomach. I had only felt this feeling once before, and that was when master turned me into a demon. Could it be that he was near? But what could he possibly be doing here? He was definitely close, I can feel it.

I slowly stood up, kicking the corpse out of sight, before the feeling got stronger. Was he coming towards me?  But what would he be doing to want to see me? I then froze. He was standing directly behind me.

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Y/N could feel her heart racing, for Muzan was right behind her. She had no idea what to do. Should she turn around? Or stand there like an idiot? The answer was clear, but felt almost impossible to do.

Y/N made up her mind. She slowly turned around and immediately bowed down as she felt his crimson eyes staring at her. "M-Master..?" She said, her voice shaking. She slowly looked up at him. Then looked back at the floor, her heart pounding.

-One hour later-

Y/N made her way through a cluster of trees to a small pond, with a crimson lantern in hand. She looked down into the pond. Admiring her reflection. In one of her eyes, was now a kanji, reading: "6". She felt quit pleased with her self that she was able to make her way into the Twelve Kibutsuji, without having to fight a single Hashira! But she knew that she had to start training to get stronger, for, now she had a higher chance of running into one. She also had to get used to her new blood art. Which she was quite fond of. Siren Blood Art, it fit her quite well, it was her usual habit to kill by luring in men with her looks. This would just make it ten times more entertaining! She was also given the gift to hypnotize humans by singing, and she couldn't wait to play around with that in the future. Being in the Twelve Kibutsuji had never crossed her mind. But now that she was there, staring back at herself, she felt more determined than ever to make it into the higher ranks.

She giggled softly to herself, she already knew, that this was going to be fun. She set off to a small village and swiftly, and quietly crouched onto a roof of a random house. She then took a deep breath, and began singing.

A shiny black crow was smoothly gliding through the air. It seemed to have a specific destination, but regular civilians wouldn't be able to tell.

After a little while, it perched right next to a quite muscular man seated outside of a udon shop. He seemed to be wearing a sleeveless Demon Slayer uniform, and he had many accessories and shiny white hair, that was pulled into a loose ponytail. He also had a red eye tattoo that perfectly complimented his crimson eyes. The man looked down at the crow, his arms crossed, waiting for it to speak.

"KAW! NORTHEAST! HEAD NORTHEAST!" The crow shouted, quite unpleasantly, and the man sighed softly, grabbing two strange shaped orange katanas, and strapped then to his back, then he got up, and started to follow his crow to the desired destination.

During the journey, the crow filled the man in about his next mission. A small village had very recently been through a huge tragedy. Their where only eighty-three people in the whole place, eighty-one  were found brutally murdered in horrific ways. One was missing, and there was only one surviver, who claimed to not remember anything of the events of the previous night. And there were suspicions that a demon was the culprit, and his job was to find, and kill it. Starting at the location where it took place. The village.

This village was the definition of ordinary. Ordinary neighbors, ordinary customs, just ordinary. Making it very difficult to find out why this had happened the this village,  there the way the people were killed were definitely not the acts of a demon, only human methods and human weapons were used. But why would a han randomly murder this whole village? Perhaps out of rage or revenge? But if it was a revenge kill, then why try to kill the whole village? The whole thing was just very strange.

The man was confused on why he had been sent to handle this, if it was something the police should be handling, since it looks to be the acts of a human. But he knew better than to question his master, so he went anyways.

When the man arrived to the scene, it felt very strange. It was extremely quiet and nobody was in sight. He slowly walked around, investigating the village. Until his eyes caught sight of a  small red droplet of blood. One that would change everything..