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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 𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑭𝑰𝑽𝑬 」 𝐏 𝐄 𝐑 𝐓 𝐔 𝐑 𝐁 𝐀 𝐍 𝐂 𝐄
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"Still think you can best me?" (Y/N) snickered as she brandished her sword before Kokushibo, her chest rising and falling quickly with each breath that she took, sweat dripping her brow and her muscles shaking, yet for some reason not feeling tired at all. "Still think that you can fucking kill me!?"
"No..." Kokushibo murmured as he stared at her with his six eyes, something that made the look all the more intense. "Not at this current moment, no."
"You think you can kill me out of this moment?"
"Once that Mark disappears... or if your Breathing become too erratic to support your techniques, I will kill you," he stated firmly and in a hushed tone, the girl almost having to strain to hear him as he sheathed his sword, a surprise to her since she was more than ready to continue trying to behead him. "I cannot now, for I have seen that even running you completely to the point of exhaustion you don't seem to notice yourself is pointless. What's more, such a thing is a dangerous combination."
"Exhaustion?" She let out a slow breath that wobbled and shook, trying to tighten her grip on the hilt of her katana. "The fuck is that?"
The corners of Kokushibo's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything.
"Are you done, Kokushibo-dono?" Enmu asked with fake jubilation, internally seething at the fact that he wasn't able to engage more with (Y/N) like the other Upper Moon were. "I'm surprised (Y/N)-chan over there isn't dead yet. Though, if I'm being honest, I'm quite glad since it means that I can speak with her more! Isn't that just a dream?"
"Shut the fuck up, you sadistic, train-loving, perverted-ass," (Y/N) scowled, her frown only deepening when his pale cheeks lit up in a pink blush at her degradations.
Fucking weirdo...
Who the hell even is this extra again?
"Hyo! Hyo!" Gyokko snickered, his malformed features twisting into an amused grimace that made the girl look at him in absolute disgust. "What funny provocations! No wonder Muzan-sama finds her an amusing human!"
"What the hell even are you?" She immediately jumped down towards him, moving so fast he didn't even have time to comprehend such an action, only feeling a cold shiver run down his spine when she appeared behind him, the tip of her sword traveling down his white, scaly skin that resembled a fish's scales. "And why the fuck are you in a pot? If I break it will you die? Can you just go fucking die in a hole so I don't have to look at your bitch-ass face?"
