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Orange Spider Lily pt.2 | {KokuZan}

Theme: Angst+Fluff

Note: thanks to da genius who thought of this part @freashbeans6479 (y'all should be thanking them for the fluff, I was going to make this angst and only angst)

Previously:

And it was all Kokushibo's fault. He had failed his master, his boyfriend, the person dearest to him. He had failed and Muzan had died and it was all. His. Fault.

Kokushibo was enraged. With himself and with the world. So, deciding to keep his promise of taking of Muzan's job, he would take down the demon slayer corps. 

He started by turning to the Uppermoons—which were only 5 now—and made them train until they couldn't anymore. He did similar to the Lowermoons, but rather making them go on mission after mission. If any of them died, he found another demon that might be close to the strength of a 12 kizuki and made them a Lowermoon.

He went from demon after demon, sending out on missions that exhausted them to the bone. He went on his own missions as well, telling Nakime to try and track the demon slayers while he, went off on search of the Ubuyashiki's. 

He would go out at night and not waste a single second searching, and during the day time he'd train indoors or in dark places. He trained himself until he fell in a heap of sweat and blood and sharp breaths. 

He needed to be like Yoriichi now. He needed to have his ability to fight. So he forced himself to look back, using Muzan's memories to see how Yoriichi fought. He would have to build a resistence to red katana blades, he realized, as he watched Muzan nearly die at the hands of his brother. 

Nobody living was quite as powerful as Yoriichi had been who might threaten Kokushibo. He could easily kill the Hashira and Ubuyashiki's if he tried. He would just have to find them first.

Kokushibo summoned the 12 kizuki as a whole, a look of fury written on his face. "Tonight.. we'll take down the whole Demon Slayer corps," he said, voice low. "Nakime, continue searching. Douma, eat every last one of the people in your cult. You need strength. Akaza, I do not care if you hate eating women, eat them or find millions of others to eat. Hantengu, let your clones out and train. Gyokko, stop focusing on your useless pottery and start being the Uppermoon you should be. Gyutaro, Daki, do whatever you want at the Entertainment District, but it must involve the two of you strengthening yourselves. Understood?" he asked, glaring at the demons in front of him. 

They all nodded obediently, knowing it was best not to contradict. Kokushibo had been a lot harsher than Muzan had—which was saying something. He seemed constantly furious and upset about something, but he never explained. All he'd told them was that Muzan had made him the leader of the demon's because Muzan apparently had had enough of them and ditched them to be by himself—though none of them believed this, they could say nothing.