Through Time She Returns

Chapter 13

Douma gave her a gift. A silver chain with an opal.

"Douma, this is gorgeous! Why did you give it to me?" The demon would grin as she put it on as he sat next to her.

"Oh, I had no use for it. A follower of mine had gifted it to me." Kotoha's gaze went to him as he began to explain. "But I think you would like it. I didn't want it to collect dust when it can be with you."

Oh, how he can be both endearing and yet needing social lessons.

"Thank you anyway, Douma." Kotoha gave a hopeful smile.

"How about a picture Kotoha?"

Of course, he wanted a photo. Douma has been obsessed with photos and doing some videos of him and her. There was also a video he filmed with his clones while also explaining how he became the leader of his cult and a demon.

She was horrified as he explained it in such detail while having his pinkie raised while keeping the camera trained on them.

Then there was the video that had her cackling when music was playing and he and his mini clones were all dancing to it. Douma would watch excitedly, both gazing at it from his beanbag after his cult had gone to bed. Kotoha would get sleepy after the third time. She would later wake and scroll and find a selfie that Douma had taken with his tongue sticking out with a large grin.

He received a punch in the shoulder. Douma would laugh as he made his way to his throne room for a service.

She would go back and add a mustache to his face along with other random stuff to his image.

Now here he was, already with a tight arm around her and putting her phone at the right angle.

"Ready and smile~!" Right as the flash goes off, he decides to catch her really off guard.

Pressing his cool lips against her cheek as the flash goes off.

Her face goes red and her knees are weak as Douma snickers next to her year.

"Kotoha~, look at the photo!" She shyly looks at her phone as the picture shows the event that just happened. Her eyes wide and a side eye from him to the camera earned him another punch in his arm.

He would cackle at it.

Then he would attempt to tickle her sides and she would fall onto his beanbag when he did.

Douma would laugh as she became frozen when her fingernails came down on his face, clawing through his eyebrow and eye.

"Sorry!" Douma would simply lay his head against his throne, that one stray of hair going to cover his eye. A twinkle comes to his eyes as for a moment he just watches her.
"It's quite alright, Kotoha-chan."

He would hand back her phone and Douma would sit back up to grab at his hat and put it on. He would then lean back against his beanbag where Kotoha was still trying to catch her breath.

"Kotoha~, I think it's time for you to get ready for bed." She would nod, yawning on his throne.

"Can I just stay here?"

Douma would open his mouth.

Only for his eyes to look downward as a door opens below them. Her heart and stomach sink as they begin to fall.

Douma thought it was odd for a moment before receiving his order from Muzan about slayers being in the fortress.

Kotoha clung to his front as they fell, and Douma was left in charge of avoiding hitting platforms, jumping demons, and trying to land safely. When they do it's with Douma holding her like a bride.
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Perhaps one day.

For now, he needs to figure out where to take Kotoha and hide her away. She would easily killed if she is left in a random room.

Worse would be a slayer taking her while he gets distracted.

Douma would be thinking as his Kotoha shook like a leaf as he began to leap from the platforms and make his way.
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"HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!!" Inosuke was having a blast already as he began to jump across platforms that moved much like that one place where he met Tanjiro and Zenitsu.

His one task is to slay as many demons as he can.
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Shinobu was zeroed in on one mission and one mission only.

Find the demon that killed her sister.

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She had begun to tear up as cries of demons and humans began to echo the halls and rooms they passed. Douma's speed is too much for some to even notice.

"Douma, please, get me out of here please." She didn't want to get caught up in this. Douma doesn't think Muzan would let Kotoha live as the final battle against the slayers began.

"Of course. I will get you out, Kotoha-chan." Nakime will surely be busy so all he can do is stall for time at his lotus palace, defending the fort.

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When they make it to his lotus palace, Douma leaps into the second story and sets Kotoha down. She was heaving and he could only make sure her legs didn't give out.

"Kotoha-chan, I need you to stay here. Muzan-sama has ordered me to kill any slayer I see." Kotoha was already grabbing his arm, shaking her head.

"Please don't-" He takes her small hand into his large one and kisses it with a grin.

"Kotoha, Muzan isn't feeling merciful today. I have to. Don't worry. "
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He had just jumped out of the room, leaving a few clones to take care of any low-life demons that thought Kotoha would make a good snack.

He made sure one was patting her back for him.

"You-"

Douma would pause in his step, his gaze meeting the slayer that was huffing up a storm already. What fury she was expressing.

She was cute but not as adorable as Kotoha.

"And who are you, slayer?"

Those venomous purple eyes narrow at him.

"Your executioner bastard."