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𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑰𝑭𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑾𝑶 」𝐏 𝐑 𝐎 𝐂 𝐄 𝐃 𝐔 𝐑 𝐄

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「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑰𝑭𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑾𝑶 」
𝐏 𝐑 𝐎 𝐂 𝐄 𝐃 𝐔 𝐑 𝐄

꧁꧂

    After a week, Tamayo and Yushiro drifted the halls of the Butterfly Mansion, walking into (Y/N)'s room and gasping when seeing the state it was in: ripped up pillows that scattered feathers everywhere, sizable cracks in the walls that suggested blunt force trauma, broken furniture with splintered wood, and (Y/N) in the middle of it all, snarling, the effects of not being able to feed. Shinobu had locked the door and stabilized the walls since (Y/N) had asked her to, but she did so reluctantly, and standing behind the other two demons, she now could see why.

    When (Y/N) saw that the door was open and smelled Shinobu, she lunged forward.

    It was instant.

    Yushiro rushed forward and wrapped his hand around the girl's throat before slamming her to the ground, his teeth clenched and his muscles straining due to how much stronger she was now as a demon. Shinobu had fallen backward since (Y/N)'s claws had been only centimeters from her face, her life having flashed before her eyes before Yushiro had stepped in. But even then, all she felt was absolute devotion when looking at her.

    "Yushiro, hold her arms down!" Tamayo commanded as she rushed forward with her medical bag in hand, opening it and pulling out a syringe.

    "What is that for?" Shinobu questioned, still suspicious of the two.

    "It's a drug that stabilizes her while also drastically decreasing her hunger," she answered immediately as she flicked the syringe before placing it to (Y/N)'s vein and squeezing, watching as the liquid filtered out and into her blood.

    Not even a minute later, she stopped thrashing around and her eyes regained their humanity.

    "The hell are you trying to do?" Yushiro scowled down at (Y/N), releasing his grip on her yet his glare not subsiding. "Were you trying to starve yourself enough until you kill every single human in here? How stupid are you?"

    "What would you rather have me do then, huh?" (Y/N) growled back, rubbing her neck that had bruised under his grip, the markings however soon disappearing. "Go around biting people and drinking their blood like a fucking vampire? As if that would be a better idea than just outright eating them. But by all means, please, tell me what I should've done, bitch-boy."

    Yushiro growled lowly at her, his violet eyes flashing in the dim lighting of the room.

    "(Y/N)-san, Yushiro, stop it," Tamayo gave each of them a stern look as she put the syringe away after sterilizing it. "This isn't how we should reunite. And Yushiro, considering (Y/N)-san's situation, this was the only thing that she could do. While it may not be practical, it was quick thinking on her part."

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