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Could I make it back?

(Hey everyone, I managed to get a small idea of what I'm doing, so hopefully this will be a satisfying chapter, idk how long it will be- it just depends how long my brain produces ideas.
Hope you enjoy! And I'll update more if and when I have ideas for this story)

/no one's pov/
Uzui had head out that evening, the sun was lowering just beyond the horizon.
It would be night soon he assumed, he continued on, rushing to get to the entertainment distract.
He intended to bring a few girls along with him to help as a sort of lure for the demon, since he was informed of its recent attacks being mostly on woman.
And yet here he was, stuck with a small group of boys, blue haired one named inosuke.
Tengen thought the boy was real odd and rowdy, a yellow haired one named zenetsu, he was the crybaby of the group from what tengen could gather.
And lastly, a sort of red hued boy, his names was tanjiro.
Tanjiro was like the little ball of sunshine in the group, he seemed to be the foundation of why kept the group together.
The group itself seemed a bit off but tengen payed no mind to it, after all- as long as he could find his wives he could honestly care less since he won't have to see the odd group anymore.
Uzui had soon arrived, he stood perched on the top of a roof looking down at the bustling streets, merchants selling items, men,woman, and children lining the streets all around.
The entertainment district had always been busy most during night.

Uzui had managed to get some carriages, he personally like going by foot, but the boys he had didn't seem keen on staying in one given spot for long.
After what seemed like near hours of trying to rile the three up, he managed to drag them to a place he could begin his work.

Uzui had to deal with the obnoxious yellow haired kid practically screaming once he had heard about Uzui wives.
Uzui had already grown tired, stress and worry seeping into him as he could only think of his beloved wives.

His wives had stopped sending letters, the letters informed him of the many things they could find about the issue, but all so suddenly, the letters stopped.
Uzui tried his best to remain calm, his mind to busy with worries he didn't even care to set the boys makeup on properly.
Uzui mind spun in circles around worry as he needed to hear something from his 3 beautiful wives.

(Small skip for a good day)

Uzui had gotten very little information from the 3 boys after they had been snatched away into the 3 different houses.
Uzui couldn't help but keep thinking about what could possibly be happening? Where was his wives? Why did they stop sending letters? And could they be ok?
As he thought, a familiar owl eyed man popped into his head.
Rengoku.
Uzui wondered how everything happened been back home, and if rengoku was recovering well enough and visiting shinobu for checkups like he needed to.
Uzui wondered if he was feeling alone, or maybe he had gone home to check back up on his family since he was on good terms with his father again.

Uzui said, trying to get his mind from spinning with so many questions, he just wanted this all to be done so he can go home.
So he could be with his 3 beautiful wives, and- rengoku.
Uzui felt a bit flustered thinking about the man, had he really spent so much time with him he started to really fall so deeply for him?
Would rengoku even see him in the same way? Or was it for nothing?
But what really worried Uzui, was the question most big, would he even make it back?

Uzui had guessed by now that the demon they are working with must be an upper-moon, a higher ranking demon, one with lost of unknown strength.
The uneasy feelings of dread for his wives seeped in more, and the worry for the 3 boys, he admits it was a terrible idea to put them in such danger,he had been thinking on the topic for a while now.
It dwelled on his mind more after it was revealed one of the 3 boys had suddenly gone missing, just like his wives.