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The next night, you accompanied Yoriichi while walking down a stone path through a vast bamboo forest

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The next night, you accompanied Yoriichi while walking down a stone path through a vast bamboo forest.

You stood closely beside him.

You were scared.

You hadn't been scared in a long time.

You trusted Yoriichi, but you were scared to face the man who had been haunting you for 500 years.

You wondered if he'd look different. Probably not much, since neither of you aged.

In the distance, there were two figures.

"Is he not alone?" You whispered.

The anticipation was suffocating.

"Doesn't seem so." Yoriichi replied as he drew his sword upon approaching Muzan.

As you both drew closer, you saw Muzan.

It felt as if your world stopped in that moment.

His hair was much shorter, and he wore a paisley kimono with white hakama pants.

You stood behind Yoriichi, nearly trembling from being near him again.

Yoriichi possessed no fear for the individual before him, and Muzan and the demon girl beside him didn't seem to sense your presence behind Yoriichi.

He smirked devilishly. He radiated pure violence in his aura.

"I am no longer interested in swordsmen who use breathing." Muzan said.

You stepped out of view, your hand wrapped tightly around Yoriichi's arm.

Muzan's eyes widened.

"Y....Y/n." He said.

He felt his knees go weak, and the demon girl beside him looked equally shocked.

There you were.

The sweet girl in her dreams from memories that didn't belong to her.

You didn't know how to react, but Yoriichi pushed you away, and made the first move.

Fiery flames like that of sun rays followed along with his obsidian black sword that turns bright red.

Muzan's arms lashed out like fleshy whips. He had a long reach with fearsome speed.

You both dodged his attacks, but he was not aiming for you, although you could easily be caught in the crossfire.

The bamboo split and fell around you a considerable distance away.

Yoriichi was more agile than you were despite you being a demon, and Muzan's whips had slashed your arm off, flinging it miles and miles away.

You winced as your arm quickly regenerated within seconds.

Yoriichi didn't even notice as he was far too occupied with evading Muzan's attacks, as a single scratch would kill him.

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