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➤【 yandere kny x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl is overtaken with the desire to be the best and overcome any obstacle - human or demon - that stands in her way, unknowingly attracting said o...
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「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑰𝑿 」 𝐀 𝐖 𝐀 𝐑 𝐄
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When Kyojuro woke up that next morning blinking his eyes blearily, he couldn't help but notice that whatever had awoken him was loud and destructive, something that reminded him all too much of his Tsuguko.
He glanced to the futon next to him.
(Y/N) wasn't there.
Standing up with a yawn and a stretch, he washed himself and brushed his teeth before donning his now fresh clothes that the kind lady of the house had left for him folded neatly in a pile by the door. Running a hand through his messy, vibrant hair, he slid the door open to find that there in the yard was (Y/N), wielding her katana in the multiple steps of her Explosive Breathing techniques.
Leaning against the doorframe, he watched her, she not seeming to notice his presence.
But he noticed hers.
He always did.
He knew that (Y/N) was never one to stay silent for long, always having some witty remark or angered insult to spout, something that he honestly could laugh at since she was so passionate.
It was why he chose her as his Tsuguko.
Despite the closeness in age.
Despite her temper.
Despite everything, when he had met her for the first time two years ago, he having been on his way to assist the Demon Slayer Corps members who were having trouble slaying one particular demon, he had found himself in awe. Just as he arrived at the scene where multiple Slayers were down, injured, while a demon ravaged the nearby town, he saw (Y/N) strike that demon down as if it were nothing. The look in her eyes, the absolute intensity and burning within the (E/C) gaze made him truly breathless.
And he felt the same now.
With a soft smile now easing into his lips, Kyojuro sighed softly before clearing his throat loudly to get (Y/N)'s attention, stating, "Very well, my Tsuguko! To train so passionately and vigorously in the morning, that's very excellent!"
The bursts of red and orange explosions from her sword immediately ceased when she heard his voice, turning to face him as she sheathed the weapon. Sweat dripped down her temple and the curved muscles of her arm, she only wearing the sleeveless undershirt and hakama pants of the Corps uniform, Kyojuro however still finding her breathtaking.
"Is it time to leave?" (Y/N) asked as she approached him while wiping up some of her sweat with a cloth.
