"I'm rather proud of you, young man! Here, have some yourself!" Rengoku praised a certain half demon boy while also giving him one of his boxes of rice ball. There really was a lot of them...
"I-I'm glad to hear that, Rengoku-san! A-And thank you!" (Y/N) thanked, taking the box and opening it up.
The two were already sitting on the Mugen Train, waiting for the rest of the crew to join them.
"Delicious!" Rengoku suddenly yelled out after swallowing a rice ball.
"Yeah.. it is."
"Delicious, delicious!!" The flame hashira continued yelling, making (Y/N) feel second-hand embarrassment.
"I understand, Rengoku-san..." (Y/N) started eating his food, trying to hide behind his seat as much as he could.
"So he's the flame hashira. He's not just a glutton, right?" A particular yellow haired boy whispered to the burgundy haired fellow next to him.
"No.." Upon noticing (Y/N) also sitting next to the hashira, Tanjiro's face immediately lit up. "(Y/N)!"
"Ah, hey there Tanjiro. All of you, sit down." (Y/N)'s mood brightened as well, finally able to meet up with his best friend.
Tanjiro sat down across from Rengoku, setting Nezuko down on the seat next to the window, in front of (Y/N). Zenitsu and Inosuke sat on the opposite side, next to each other.
Rengoku kept on yelling 'Delicious!' every time he bit into his food while Tanjiro tried asking him about Hinokami Kagura.
After the burgundy haired boy's explanation of his breathing style, Rengoku ordered some maids to take away his boxes.
"Oh! So that's it, huh! Well, I dunno!" The flame hashira stared in front of him with wide eyes, not even looking at Tanjiro, just over him.
'Are rice balls like.. drugs to Rengoku-san? This isn't how he acted in the afternoon...' (Y/N) thought to himself before pulling out his sword and practicing shifting it's shape at his will. It was harder than he thought.
"And this is the first time I have heard of Hinokami Kagura! But it's great that your father was able to apply the Kagura to fighting!" The hashira continuously yelled, not giving time for anyone to speak. "And that's enough of that topic!"
"HUH?! Can't you help a little more?!" Tanjiro just yelled out in shock.
"You should be my tsuguko, my disciple. (Y/N)! You should too! I'll look after you two!" Rengoku finally looked in another direction as well, towards the latter. Hearing his name out loud, the boy looked at the hashira next to him.
"I wouldn't mind perfecting my Flame Breathing." (Y/N) shrugged, wishing for Rengoku to just move on from this state of his.
"That's what I like to hear!" Rengoku yelled out once more, not even letting Tanjiro verbally announce his answer.
"Alright, not so fast!! And what are you looking at?!" Tanjiro yelled, getting annoyed with the hashira constantly looking over him.
"Flame Breathing has a long history!" The fiery haired man explained.
Inosuke was captivated by how fast the steam train was going, just looking out the window, all the while Zenitsu just looked on the conversation taking place next to him. 'What a weirdo.'
"In all ages, flame and water swordsmen have been among the hashira. Flame, water, wind, stone and thunder are the basic types of breathing. The other types of breathing branched out from those. For example, mist is derived from wind." Rengoku decided to give a history lesson.
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In His Shadow (KNY x M!Reader)
FanfictionBeing the best friend of Tanjiro Kamado, (Y/N) always wanted to help him sell the charcoal he brought with him from the mountain. But one day they had to work twice as hard as usual. This resulted in (Y/N) offering to carry Tanjiro's basket up with...
