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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 s...
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「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑾𝑶 」 𝐓 𝐑 𝐈 𝐀 𝐋
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When Tanjiro's eyes fluttered open, the first thing he saw was (Y/N) crouching down beside him with a gourd of water, her expression so gentle it made his face erupt in a fiery blush even though he had just woken up. The next thing he knew was wanting to throw his arms around her in a hug because he missed her. However, he found that he couldn't do so since his arms were bound tightly behind his back.
Then he thought of Nezuko.
He whirled around trying to find her box, but the Hashira that knew what he didn't was that the Kakushi had transported it somewhere safe.
But again, he didn't know that.
"W-Where am I? Where is Nezuko!?" He asked (Y/N) desperately.
"This is the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters," (Y/N) answered as she helped him sit up in a kneeling position, giving him access to the gourd which he drank from in a needy manner. "And apparently those asshole Hashira over there think that you need to be put on trial 'cause you couldn't kill your demon-turned sister. A demon that hasn't eaten anybody." She stressed that fact as she turned around to glare at the others, letting out scoff when they said nothing before facing Tanjiro again to say, "And Nezuko is in a secure location, so she's safe. You don't need to worry."
Kyojuro's lips thinned as she spoke.
He noticed that whenever a situation was more serious, she would use a persons given name instead of the nicknames that she had dubbed them with. Usually he liked hearing his name on her lips, but he knew that she also spoke others' names, and would continue to do so in the meeting.
That was what irked him.
So he spoke out, "There is no need for a trial! I've said this once and I'll say it again: protecting a demon is a clear violation of the code! We have every right to behead him and his demon companion in accordance to the rules!"
"Hah!? The hell did you just say!?"
"Ah... what a pitiful sight this boy is," Gyomei said with tears running down his face, the clacking of his prayer beads that he rubbed together being what drew (Y/N)'s attention to him. "The poor soul... I pity him for having been born at all."
(Y/N)'s brow twitched, groaning in pure agitation.
These little fuckers!
And here I was gonna train with you, Himejima, 'cause I respected you!
