"So, shall we begin?"
"Crack on with it already."
Within the foreign part of the city which is the industrial district, two men stood before a manhole within a concealed alleyway that leads down into the sewer system. One of which is the famous detective, Kamado Tanjiro and his trusty assistant Dr. Agatsuma Zenitsu. They both are fully geared up with a cloak and mask to hide their identity as well as protect their nose from the stench that is the old sewer. The sun had once again begun to set for the day as they looked at each other, hesitant whether they should go or not.
"That looked dark. Not to ment-"
"Oh come on now you sod!"
"W-wait Zen!"
Running out of patience, Zenitsu practically pushed Tanjiro down into the sewer before following him promptly after. They landed down in the dark sewer, the light coming down from the manhole slowly fades to darkness. Having known this, they came prepared as Zenitsu swiftly light up an oil lamp he had bought just for this occasion.
"That was dangerous you know?" Tanjiro said grunting as he did not land on both feet
"What's more dangerous is not telling Nezuko-chan about our whereabouts. You said we should be returning once we got something and yet here we are, still yet to find any lead." Zenitsu complained. "Lets finish this quickly so that we could go back already."
"Agreed." Tanjiro said looking forward into the dark abyss. "Lead the way Zen."
Having gained their courage, both men marched down the path that became increasingly revolting with every step they take. Tanjiro practically had to block his nose entirely and cover his mouth with a three layered cloth just to avoid any long term damages to his senses, while Zenitsu didn't have it as bad and only covered his mouth and nose with a cloth. They trustfully followed the faint sounds of whispers and voices in the distance that echoed throughout the tunnel.
"I think we are getting closer." Zenitsu whispers to him
"....." Tanjiro simply nods while his pale face looked like he was about to faint
"Are you alright? Is it getting to your head?" Zenitsu becomes concerned
"...." Tanjiro simply shook his head whilst signals him to go ahead
"It's fine. I can handle it from here."
Despite his reassurance, Tanjiro insisted on coming along. Zenitsu while still worried for his partner had came a long way to reach this place. He'd finally let him and went to the place where several individuals all dressed in black gathers. Some are playing around with their daggers and knives whilst others are playing cards with a little bet on the side. The place was practically lit with flame torches and it made it hard for anyone to see any of their faces clearly. All eyes suddenly turned towards the both of them, all were glaring daggers as if they had spot a prey ready for the kill. Zenitsu calmly as he could walk over towards a set up which seemed to be a counter with a single receptionist as it appears and she is the only one that isn't staring at them with malicious and ill intent.
"Fine gentleman, what brings you down here for?" The lady politely asked
"We're looking for information." Zenitsu tried to stay as calm as possible
"What kind?" The lady inquired again
"A person, maybe two." He replied bluntly
"I'm sorry. We don't deal with that here. You can take it to the-"
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Storm of Fate
FanfictionA path full of mysteries, wonderous discovery of the unknown. A young man running a private detective consultant agency dedicated to solve cases most wouldn't be able to crack. Delve down deep to find only mysteries and puzzling pictures together wi...