A mysterious head,a group of elite demon slayers hidden in the dark.The King of Demons may be cautious and wary,but what the Demon Slayer Corps...Are they as truthful and honest as they can be...?Or is there some much more mystery behind it?
𝖄𝖔𝖚...
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Rimoto sat by the engawa of their shared bedroom,having eaten her dinner and was now drinking a warm cup of tea with a book on her lap.
She sat listening to the calm noise of the night,her long chestnut brown hair tied up in a loosebun.Everyone else was doing their own thing,anything to appease the boredom as it was not yet their bedtime.
Hinoka was swinging her swords in front of her,practicing her aim and perfecting her form.Ajian was meditating in the garden beside Hinoka,the long-haired male sitting crisscross on a large boulder with his eyes closed.
Rimoto breathed in the comforting air,looking up at the bright stars shining above her.
RATTLE
She heard rattling from inside the bedroom,catching her attention as she put her book down,standing up and walking inside to see Nezuko crawling out of her box.
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"Mm...?"humming confusedly as she looked around;"Oyasumi'nasai,Nezuko."she greeted,earning the young girl's attention."Mm mm!"she hummed joyfully,waving at the brunette.
Rimoto smiled,her eyes softening as she pushed her glasses up."Nezuko-chan~"a giddy and cherry voice called,earning both girls' attention as they turned to see Zenitsu.
The blonde looking shy and timid,his body swaying from side to side as his index fingers pointed at each other.He seemingly leans forward to Nezuko,surprising the younger Kamado out.
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