𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

四

𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 」
𝐅 𝐀 𝐕 𝐎 𝐑

꧁꧂

    "(Y/N)!" Kyojuro shouted in excitement when seeing the girl approach the Rengoku mansion, his hands falling onto her shoulders while a bright smile painted his lips. "How was your mission with Kanroji? Since you've returned, I've assumed that you slayed the demon?"

    "There were two, flame hair," she rolled her eyes, however feeling quite content when sensing the pride that radiated from her master. "I killed the weakest of the pair while pinky went and killed the other. I don't even know why snake boy was with us since he just stood there fawning over her and judging me."

    "Haha!" He laughed louder, patting her on the head and making her flinch away, the action only making his smile soften though. "You deserve to be a Hashira, (Y/N). Why won't you become one?"

    "I already told you. Once I've gotten rid of one of the Twelve Kizuki, I'll accept the position."

    "I see... why don't you go rest up, then? Father is in his room and Senjuro is sweeping the yard. They won't disturb you, so take this time for yourself," he nodded, watching as she stalked back inside the mansion, her mood having soured from the topic of the Upper and Lower Moons.

   Kyojuro could only watch her go.

   She always acts like that whenever this subject is brought up...

   It's quite disheartening.

   But hopefully in the future she'll be comfortable to share her troubles with me. After all, it is my duty to protect and nurture my Tsuguko.

Since he was in the middle of training when (Y/N) arrived back at the Rengoku mansion, sweat dripped down his temple and his usual Demon Slayer uniform was shed until he was only wearing the undershirt with his sleeves rolled up and hakama pants. Deciding to resume, he had just started swinging his sword again when both Mitsuri and Obanai announced their presence before walking through the front gates, the former with a bright smile and the latter looking unimpressed as usual.

"Ah! Kanroji! Iguro!" Kyojuro greeted with another large smile. "How are you?"

"Very well, Rengoku-san," Mitsuri laughed softly, having quite missed his positive and exuberant attitude—(Y/N) did partially fulfill the last trait, albeit in a bit more aggressive and hot-headed way. "Oh? Where's (Y/N)-san? I'm sure she said she would be here..."

"Ah, she's just resting," he assured her as he rested the heavy blade of his sword against his shoulder, glancing toward the building. "It seemed she was a bit... worn from the recent mission."