𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋 ll セレスティアル

044

Today, the pillars are all training the demon hunters.

After Kokushibo and Nezuko conquered the sun, the demons stopped appearing, so they began focusing on night patrols and morning training.

(Name) sat down, her hands on her lap as Kagaya smiled softly. "My child, I have come to ask you a favor," he said softly.

"What is it?" she asked, crossing her arms.

"You’re the strongest demon slayer so far, so I have come to ask you if you can train the others to strengthen them," Kagaya said.

"No," (name) shook her head, huffing.

Kagaya wasn't even provoked. He looked over to his children and immediately they walked out of the room and returned with a wad of cash.

"You're free to decline, but if you do agree we'd award you with a great prize. Of course, you can think this through—"

"I accept," (name) interrupted.

Kagaya smiled in relief. "Well that's great, my dear," he chuckled, but ended up coughing violently.

"(Name)-chan? You're training us too?" Tanjiro asked, tilting his head as (name) stood beside Kyojuro.

She nodded as the other slayers looked at her in awe.

"Me, along with my darling, will teach you guys combat, flexibility and balance! And how to perform attacks at long range or close range!" Rengoku said loudly.

Mitsuri beamed, "But first you guys have to wear these!" She giggled, handing them cute, skintight outfits as Rengoku stifled a laugh.

"You too, Kyojuro-kun!" She smiled, handing him the outfit to dress in.

Mitsuri glanced at (name), holding up the outfit as she blushed "(n-name)-chan! If you want, you can wear it too!" she squealed.

"No thanks," (name) waved it off as Mitsuri pouted.

Training with (name), Kanroji and Rengoku was hellish.

The slayers were dressed in skintight outfits and their bodies were stretched with Kanroji's strength itself.

With Rengoku, they had to stand on a rope and if they fell, they'd fall off a small cliff. What’s worse is they also had bricks resting at the top of their heads and their goal was to not let it fall off.

Rengoku's continuous words of motivation didn’t even help.

And the worse one is yet to come as the slayers trembled with great fear, cold, (e/c) eyes looking down at them.

The slayers were too terrified to even hit her, either because she's a hot babe or because she was too strong for them to even stand at her presence.

As (name) stepped into the arena, a coldness swept through the air and the slayers trembled at her gaze. She was a force to be reckoned with; a demon-slaying machine who brought death to any who dared cross her path.

But (name) had no mercy for the slayers who stood before her. She had a job to do and she was determined to carry it out.

(Name) moved with a grace and precision that was hauntingly beautiful, swinging her wooden sword with ease, delivering blow after blow to the hapless slayers who tried to stand against her.

The slayers were too terrified to even hit her, and they could only watch as she brutalized their companions with brutal efficiency.

Tanjiro gulped as he was the next one to face her, his wooden sword gripped tightly in his hands. He charged towards her with all his might, only to freeze in fear as he locked eyes with her.

(Name) looked at him with cold eyes and Tanjiro felt his entire world crumbling beneath him. He lost his balance and fell to the ground as (name) kicked him with the force of a thousand horses, sending him flying across the arena.

The slayers watched in horror as (name) continued to deliver strike after strike, each hit more brutal than the last. It appeared as though she was fueled by the fear of her prey, and there was no stopping her.

The slayers fought with everything they had, but it was like throwing pebbles at a giant. No matter how hard they tried, (name) was simply too powerful for them to stand against.

"Here is a word of advice: don't get distracted when fighting and don't hesitate. You all would be dead meat by now if I were an actual demon," (name) said sternly, glaring at them. Tanjiro gulped.

"Tanjiro, even if we know each other it doesn't mean you can't hit me. This is training and you can't show hesitation!" she said, pointing her wooden sword in his direction.

"I will not go easy on you too, got it?" she said.

Tanjiro nodded, his face flushing in embarrassment. "H-hai!"

(Name)'s eyes soften towards him and she ruffles his hair.

"Everyone! Take your break and we'll focus on your balance after!" Mitsuri announced, coming in with a lot of sweet snacks and something they could call a full course meal.

"Let's eat up, everyone!" she beamed as the demon slayers cried in joy. "And after that, we're all gonna dance!" Mitsuri giggled.

A dance might sound innocent to others, but...

The slayers called it the death dance session.

 "Hey babe," Muichiro's voice appeared and (name) looked behind her, raising a brow.

He smiled innocently and blew her a kiss, but she dodged it.

Tanjiro sweatdropped. "A-ah! Tokito-san! What brings you here? I thought you were training the others?" he asked, stuffing his mouth with rice balls.

"Oh, I left them. I got bored and they were absolutely hopeless! So I wanna hang out with you and my girlfriend!" He beamed.

"For the last time, I am not your girlfriend—"

A shadow loomed behind Muichiro as he turned around, his innocent facade slipping off. He gave a look of disgust towards the six-eyed demon.

"Leave...(Name)...alone..." Kokushibo glowered, but Muichiro just blew a raspberry at him and flipped him off. Muichiro then turned around and smiled again towards (name).

"(Name)-chan! Let's cuddle!" He ran up to her, wrapping his arms around (name)'s waist as she sighed and patted his head.

"But (name)...I want headpats too..." Kokushibo said, a hint of betrayal in his voice. (name) opened her other arm for Kokushibo, who turned into his smaller form and clung onto her.

Mitsuri and Rengoku watched the scene, Rengoku's heart beating with jealousy as he ran up to them.

"I wanna cuddle too!" He said happily.

Mitsuri ran towards them, "M-me too, (name)-chan!"

Meanwhile, the slayers awkwardly looked at them.

"Th-they’re the same people who trained us...aren't they…?" one slayer asked, lips quivering.