PROMISE | Pillar Douma x Reader | Kny

✨ Training season ✨

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" Demon Slayer battle the demons with their own mortal bodies. Since they're human, their wounds are slow to heal, and once lost, their limbs don't grow back! Even so, they battle the demons......

To protect other humans."

The following afternoon Douma and Tanjiro again descend down the mountain, avoiding all the traps they could avoid, remembering what Urokodaki told them earlier.

" I am a trainer, I literally train swordsman. There are many trainers, each of them trains their pupils with their own regiment in their location." Urokodaki said as both the boys pay close attention.

" To join the Demon Slayer Corps, you must survive the Final Selection process held on Mt. Fujikasane. Whether or not you're eligible for Final Selection is up to me." Urokodaki finished.

" Douma-san, let's train our hardest so we won't die on the Final Selection." Tanjiro exclaimed as he avoided an incoming attack.

" We won't stop until we find a cure for our loved ones."  Douma shouted as he jumped over a rope.

"After repeatedly descending down the mountain, day after day, I started to learn more about avoiding the  traps and attacks. My sense of sight became more enhanced over the course of these harsh training and I started to develop to sense things through vibration in the air around me which helps me to dodge incoming attack more efficiently." Douma thought as they both were running closely to each other when suddenly Tanjiro tripped on a rope.
Douma sense the incoming attack from Tanjiro's side heading towards him as he grabs Tanjiro's hoari shouting.

"Quickly! get down!".

Tanjiro gasp eyes widen in terror at the sight of the kunai knives embedded at a tree on their side, another kunai knife is few inches away from Douma's face who was bullet sweat and quickly shoved away  from the knife panting heavily in exhaustion. If he didn't make it only few inch he would have met his end.
Douma sigh in relief before crouches to observe the kunai knives stuck before him which were undoubtedly very sharp and could easily pierce through anyone bodies.

" I see the traps are getting more and more difficult not to mention
dangerous...." Douma sweat dropped at the last line with a nervous smile.

" He really wants to kill us!" Tanjiro exclaimed not realising he was holding his breath before, remembering the dangerous coincidence he had moments ago when Tanjiro almost fell in a pitfall full of knives but luckily Douma was quick to react grabbing Tanjiro's hoari before he could fall.

" We're atleast improving." Douma laugh out patting Tanjiro's shoulder silently telling him that they should start moving on. They continue to descend down until the reach the foot af the mountain, witnessing the sun slowly set behind the great mountains giving out a yellowish crimson glow before settling for the night.

The candlelight is the only source that light up the dimmy room where the four reside, Tanjiro was sitting on the table scribbling on his journal while Douma was busy drawing something on his own journal humming in happily. After he finishes his artwork he stretches and made his way towards Tanjiro.
" What are you writing Tanjiro-kun?" Douma asked sitting in the opposite direction placing his journal aside.

" I'm writing a journal for Nezuko." He replied with a smile before he continue to scribble his journal.

" Oh sounds good." Douma said, avert his gaze to Y/n who's sleeping soundly. Standing up slowly not to distract Tanjiro making his way towards her with his light steps.
Douma starts to tousle with Y/n's hair humming a relaxing tune, the soft silky h/c hair smoothly escape through Douma's long slender figures as he starts combed her hair in satisfaction. He tried to make loose braids for Y/n but after few attempt he gave up pouting sadly. Douma tug some hair strands before he softly kiss her temple internally yearning for the day she's woke up.