Chapter 17 S3: Yorrichi Type Zero

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3rd person.

. . . THE NEXT DAY, Tanjiro is walking down the forest, Following Mitsuri's words about this "Weapon" she could be talking about.

"I wonder what kinda weapon it is?! if it's a sword maybe it's buried into the ground! It's a treasure hunt isn't it?" Tanjiro said while blocking his nose from the horrible spa smell.

"Ask all you want!! I'm not giving it to you!" A voice from afar yelled, sounding like a child.

"I don't have time to complain with you, I came here for it. And I'm not leaving without." An older voice replied, Tanjiro got closer and spotted a little boy with all black hair with a mask on, And the other, the mist hashira.

*As Tanjiro steps closer, He spots another man behind them all. Long red hair with similar earrings that Tanjiro has.*

'Have I seen that man before?' Tanjiro thinks back to his familiar dreams. 'I do. I've seen that man before' Tanjiro thinks to himself.

*As Tanjiro watches from afar, His stuck deciding whether or not he should, intervene or just listen from afar*

*His decision concludes when the mist hashira, slaps the boy across the face sending him to the ground*

*The mist hashira, picks up the by his shirt collar, asking for the key once more. Before he can lay another hand Tanjiro intervenes.*

"STOP IT! What are you doing? let him go," Tanjiro yelled in frustration, *While doing so he ran to the mist hashira, grabbing his wrist to try to make him let go*."

"There's no need to be so loud, who are you anyway?" muichiro asked, *His voice was calm and relaxed considering the situation.*

*Tanjiro realizes he notices his hand is not moving muichiro's not even a tiny budget*

'He not even budging, even though he has thinner arms than mine-, *Tanjiro thought, just as he looked back up muichiro struck his stomach making tanjiro fall to the ground, clenching his stomach for support.*

"You weaker than I thought, I'm surprised you've made it into the co-" *Just as he was about to finish his sentence, (Y/n) appeared and instantly released the boy from Muichiro's grasp*

"It was almost like you had zero grips into the grasp," *(Y/n) coldly spoke as, he was patting the dust off the boy's mask, The boy instantly protested, pushing away from (Y/n)*

Muichiro looks down at (Y/n) his expression changing for a split second seeing how fast (Y/n) was."

"Get off me! I'm not giving the key to anyone. Not even if you torture me!" *The boy yelled as he turned away from (Y/n)*

"Do I know you?" *Muichiro asked as (Y/n) stood back up,*

"Does it matter?" *(Y/n) replied, Also somehow having a more nonchalant, relaxed face than Muichiro.*

There it was the scene, Two expressionless people staring daggers into their eyes, Tanjiro could only feel the air between thickening

"You both annoying," *Muichiro, strikes (Y/N) and Tanjiro with a chop on the neck, (Y/N) can catch his while Tanjiro passes out*

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