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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 𝑭𝑰𝑭𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬 」 𝐋 𝐎 𝐀 𝐓 𝐇 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆
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"I see that you're doing well," Obanai stared down at (Y/N) who was lying in bed, Kyojuro and Tengen who had been visiting her sitting next to her. "Probably a little too well."
After her successful modification, (Y/N) no longer craved human flesh so badly as she used to, now only needing meager bits of human blood to survive, just like Tamayo and Yushiro. Tamayo asked her to rest for a few days since the strain that her body just went through was quite enormous, and she didn't want that to have any lingering affects on her. But that was three days ago, and (Y/N) felt fine despite the constant nagging—albeit in a motherly way—from Tamayo.
Now, staring up into Obanai's heterochromatic eyes of yellow and green, she raised a brow.
If she were being honest, she wasn't expecting him to visit her. Kyojuro and Tengen yes, because they were fond of her, but Obanai wasn't, and he had even wished for her death after he saw that she had become a demon.
"What are trying to start here, snake-boy?" She instead exhaled.
"To see you here, acting as if you need rest and rehabilitation like a human, is disturbing," he merely stated, his snake flicking its tongue out at her in annoyance just like what his master was feeling. "What's more, even inviting two demons to Oyakata-sama's home is bold in and of itself." Pushing his face close to hers, the scowl on his lips obvious even when hidden under bandages, he said, "I don't believe for one second that you were forced to become a demon. You chose to save your own skin. It's disgusting."
"Fourth wife over here needs her rest, and you're getting in the way of that," Tengen referred to (Y/N) by his nickname for her as he stood as well and cracked his knuckles, practically towering over Obanai whilst staring down at him with a stony expression.
Obanai took a half step back, but that was it.
"Oi," (Y/N) threw the covers off of her as she moved toward Obanai, making sure to put herself between him and the other two Hashira, tilting her head back to meet their gazes. "I can still stand up for myself, dammit. It's not like I'm dying or some shit." Turning back to face Obanai, she approached him until she was only a few inches away from him, then saying, "I don't care what you think, snake-boy. The whole damn reason I became a Demon Slayer in the first place was to kill Upper Two. And now I'm a demon just like him. You know how disgusting that feels? It makes me want to tear myself to shreds from how fucking pissed I am."
