▬▬▬ㅤkny various x reader ࣪ 𓈒 ✿⠀
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(ㅎ) synopsis . . . a sick girl with a wish in one world, & a reincarnated girl in the next. clichè, isn't it? she never would have thought it would actually happend, how was that possi...
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▮📍 wisteria house. ▮"italics" with quotations marks indicate the person is speaking in mandarin. "bold" with quotation marks indicate the person is speaking in japanese
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finally, the crow led the group to a house adorned with the crest of wisteria, a symbol of protection and sanctuary. "hoot, you may all now rest. the injured will rest until fully healed, hoot," himawari announced from her perch on your shoulder, her voice a comforting reassurance amidst the weariness that enveloped you. at long last, you could rest.
"let's eat this thing," inosuke giggled as he tugged on himawari's leg. "inosuke, don't pull on himawari's leg like that," you scolded gently.
as the doors swung open to reveal a short elderly lady, she emerged with a tired yet welcoming demeanor, muttering a simple acknowledgment before addressing the group. "coming," she murmured softly, her voice tinged with weariness from the late hour. "i'm sorry for disturbing you so late!" you bowed respectfully, apologizing for the late disturbance, even as the trio behind you continued their noisy antics..
"it's a monster! a monster!" zenitsu's panicked voice pierced the air, prompting a scolding from tanjiro, while inosuke muttered remarks about the elderly lady's perceived weakness. despite the commotion, the elderly lady maintained her composure and extended a gracious invitation. "you are demon hunters, right? my name is hisa... please, come in," she beckoned, her tone carrying a sense of hospitality and understanding.
with a sense of relief, you all followed hisa inside, stepping into a beautifully adorned house adorned with wisteria flowers. the warm and inviting atmosphere enveloped you, offering a sense of comfort and tranquility amidst the chaos of the outside world. according to himawari, the family with the wisteria crest was known for rescuing the lives of demon slayers, offering services and assistance without asking for anything in return.
after showering, feeling a bit fresher, you joined the others at the dinner table. the meal laid out before you—crispy tempura, warm miso soup, and steaming rice—was comforting, yet it stirred a longing for the flavors of home.
as you picked at your food, your mind wandered back to the fiery, bold dishes of your childhood. the spices that danced on your tongue, the heat that warms you from the inside out—it all seemed so distant now, in this peaceful yet foreign setting.
"so, y/n, you mentioned you're from china. what's it like there?" tanjiro asked, sparking a casual conversation as you all enjoyed your dinner. you smiled warmly, your eyes lighting up at the mention of your homeland. "it's a vast land, with bustling cities and quiet villages. and the landscapes—mountains that touch the sky, rivers that stretch like ribbons through forests," you explained, your voice tinged with nostalgia. "and i miss eating local food, i love the spicy ones better though."
