𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

"Really? Are you guys actually moving, N/N (Nickname)-chan?" Tanjiro asked as he munched on his plum kombu.

Y/N nodded, taking a small bite of her own as she stared up at the sky. A crow soared nearby and perched itself on one of the branches of a tree.