The group gathered, victorious yet somber as they prepared to leave the town. Tanjiro, still intrigued by Akaichi's mysterious goal, couldn't shake the curiosity burning within him. As they walked, he attempted to broach the subject multiple times, but Akaichi skillfully evaded his inquiries.
Tanjiro, persistent but respectful: "Akaichi, I'm really curious about your goal. Why did you decide to become a Demon Slayer?"
Akaichi, with her usual smile, deflected his question once again.
Akaichi: "Oh, Tanjiro, it's a personal matter. I'll share it when the time is right."
Despite Tanjiro's attempts to understand, Akaichi remained tight-lipped. Determined to uncover the truth, Tanjiro was about to ask again when, unexpectedly, Akaichi leaned in and kissed him.
Tanjiro, taken aback, blinked in surprise. Akaichi, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, broke the kiss and looked at Tanjiro.
Akaichi: "Sometimes, actions speak louder than words. Now, how about we focus on the journey ahead and leave the rest for another time?"
With a playful smile, Akaichi effectively silenced Tanjiro's inquiries.
As the group continued their journey through the forest, Tanjiro's thoughts lingered on the unexpected kiss from Akaichi. The touch of her lips left an indelible impression, sparking a cascade of emotions within him. As the night fell, the campfire crackled, casting dancing shadows on the trees.
Tanjiro, sitting by the fire, found himself lost in contemplation. The revelation struck him like a gentle breeze, yet its impact was profound—he might be falling for Akaichi.
Tanjiro, to himself: "Why do I feel this way? Is it the mystery, the strength, or something else?"
He couldn't deny the warmth that spread through him at the thought of Akaichi's smile, her enigmatic presence, and the unexpected kiss that lingered in his memory.
Later that night, as the camp settled into a quiet rhythm, Tanjiro observed Akaichi playing with Nezuko. The moonlight cast a soft glow on the scene, making Akaichi's silhouette almost ethereal. Her interaction with Nezuko was gentle and caring, and a thought crossed Tanjiro's mind.
Tanjiro, quietly to himself: "She looks like a god, surrounded by a divine aura. It's as if she's a guardian of the night."
The realization of his growing feelings for Akaichi and the awe he felt in her presence weighed on Tanjiro's heart. The forest, under the watchful eyes of the moon and stars, held the unspoken emotions that danced between the Demon Slayers on their journey. As the night unfolded, Tanjiro grappled with newfound emotions, and the path ahead became not only a quest to conquer demons but also a journey into the uncharted territories of the heart.
As the group continued their journey, they encountered Zenitsu, who was attempting to impress another girl with his grand gestures. However, his attention shifted abruptly when he caught sight of Akaichi. Enthralled by her presence, Zenitsu's infatuation was immediate.
Zenitsu, completely captivated: "W-who is she? An angel sent from the heavens!"
Tanjiro, recognizing Zenitsu from the Demon Slayer selection, couldn't help but feel a sense of panic as he witnessed Zenitsu's over-the-top reaction.
Tanjiro, nervously muttering to himself: "Oh no, not again. This is going to be trouble."
Zenitsu, now completely focused on Akaichi, approached her with a hopeful expression.
Zenitsu: "Beautiful lady, my heart has found its true calling. I've fallen for you at first sight!"
Akaichi, still wearing her sweet smile, looked at Zenitsu with a gentle expression.
Akaichi: "Well, aren't you quite the charmer? What brings you here?"
Before Zenitsu could respond, Akaichi's hand moved gracefully to pat his cheek in a friendly manner, redirecting his attention.
Akaichi, sweetly: "You seem like a lively one. By the way, have we met before?"
Tanjiro, sensing the impending chaos, decided to keep a safe distance, watching the interaction unfold.
As Zenitsu continued his infatuated declarations, he couldn't help but express his feelings more directly.
Zenitsu, earnestly: "Tell me, beautiful lady, do you love me? I can't bear the suspense!"
Akaichi, still wearing her sweet smile, decided to respond with a touch of playful teasing.
Akaichi, with a faux-rude tone: "Love you? Oh, my dear, that's quite the leap. You see, my heart is like a vast ocean, and you're just a tiny fish swimming in it."
Despite the apparent rudeness in her words, Akaichi maintained a gentle and peaceful tone, almost as if she was enjoying the playful banter.
Akaichi, continuing with a smile: "But who knows what the future holds? Life is full of surprises."
Tanjiro, watching the scene unfold, couldn't help but be amazed at Akaichi's ability to navigate the situation with a mix of charm and light-heartedness.
Zenitsu, caught between disappointment and hope, blinked in confusion.
Zenitsu: "A tiny fish? Well, I guess that's better than nothing..."
Akaichi, still smiling, redirected the conversation.
Akaichi: "Now, let's focus on our mission. We have demons to deal with, and love can wait for another day."
As Tanjiro engaged in a conversation with Akaichi, Zenitsu seized the opportunity to make a grand entrance, holding a bouquet of roses.Zenitsu, with exaggerated flair: "For you, my lady! Tokens of my undying affection!"
Akaichi, still maintaining her sweet smile, accepted the roses graciously. However, instead of expressing gratitude, she playfully tossed the bouquet into Zenitsu's face.
Akaichi, with a hint of mischief: "How charming. But I think you dropped something."
Zenitsu, now covered in rose petals, blinked in disbelief.
Zenitsu: "W-what just happened?"
Akaichi, undisturbed by the commotion, turned back to Tanjiro, who observed the scene with a mixture of surprise and amusement.
Tanjiro, curious: "Akaichi, why did you do that? Wasn't that a bit rude?"
Akaichi's smile faded slightly as she took a moment to reflect. She then spoke with a tinge of vulnerability.
Akaichi: "I've had my fair share of not-so-pleasant experiences with love. Let's just say... he cheated on me."
Her gaze momentarily lost in the past, Akaichi quickly recomposed herself, her smile returning.
Akaichi: "But that's all in the past now. Let's focus on the present, shall we?"
With that, she resumed her graceful stride, leaving Zenitsu behind. Tanjiro, catching up to her, couldn't help but feel a sense of empathy for the layers hidden beneath Akaichi's perpetual smile.
As Zenitsu, now covered in rose petals, recovered from the unexpected rejection, he looked at Akaichi with a mix of determination and resignation.
Zenitsu: "Fine, I get it. You're too good for me anyway. I'm giving up on pursuing your heart."
Akaichi, still wearing her sweet smile, responded with a nonchalant tone.
Akaichi: "Finally."
Zenitsu, feeling both dejected and relieved, retreated a few steps from the group. Akaichi continued walking with her usual grace, and Tanjiro caught up with her.
Tanjiro, gently: "Akaichi, are you okay? That seemed a bit harsh."
Akaichi, her smile unwavering, nodded.
Akaichi: "I appreciate your concern, Tanjiro. But sometimes, it's necessary to be firm. I've learned that the hard way."
With those words, Akaichi shifted her focus back to their mission. Tanjiro, understanding that there was more to Akaichi than met the eye, followed her lead.

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only for sucide (season 1)
Fiksi PenggemarCan you imagine yourself, relaxing on your sofa when suddenly, you find yourself propelled into the past in Japan? What would you do? Akaichi has many ideas about that, but she doesn't expect what is going to happen in her thoughts.