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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 𝑺𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑾𝑶 」 𝐄 𝐗 𝐂 𝐄 𝐏 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍
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"Oh, it's so good to see you again, little Demon Slayer, (Y/N)!" Enmu exclaimed as he made the first move by whirling his body around and kicking her, having missed her greatly which was evident enough due to the heavy blush painting his otherwise pale cheeks. "You seem to be even prettier than the last time I saw you! Muzan-sama's given you more blood, hasn't he? Aw... I'm so jealous! Ne... can I make you bleed? I bet you would look even cuter covered in blood!"
(Y/N) growled, throwing her arms up to block his attack, then ducking low and knocking him off of his feet, something he giggled at.
"Don't hog all of (Y/N)-chan's attention!" Douma yelled as he cut off Enmu's head with a swipe of his golden fans before shifting the directions of the dual weapons so that they sent columns of freezing icicles toward (Y/N). "She's the one who hates me most, so it's only natural that I am the only one she ever wants to pay attention to!"
"Don't be so vain, bitch," Akaza snapped at Douma, not really keen on fighting (Y/N).
"Oh, Akaza-dono, don't tell me you're jealous?" Douma crooned as he suddenly appeared right before him, his rainbow-colored eyes peering into his own that made a rather deadly chill run down his spine. "Because you know... no matter what you do... (Y/N)-chan will never choose you~"
Akaza's eye twitched.
Anger surged through his veins.
But before he could even hope of ripping apart Upper Two, (Y/N) did so for him.
She suddenly shredded Douma's upper torso from his body as she charged toward Akaza, the demon only able to stand there, shell shocked from the image before him. He was stunned by how strong she had become in such a short amount of time, and as reverence for her flowed throughout his entire being, waiting for her sword to cut through him as she had done so with Douma, someone then stood in front of him to deflect the deadly blow.
Metal clashed against metal, (Y/N) gritting her teeth when seeing Kokushibo standing in her way.
"What... are you doing, Akaza?" Kokushibo murmured out as he parried (Y/N)'s attack with ease, never seeming to break from his calm demeanor. "To just stand there so blatantly while your opponent charges towards you with the intent to kill... how far you have fallen."
"She's a woman," he snapped back, his fists clenching. "I don't fight women."
"Well, I certainly do!" Gyokko chortled as he unleashed an array of demonic fish that spit needles coated in poison every few seconds at (Y/N). "Hyo, Hyo, Hyo! To see you jumping around like a dancing monkey is so amusing! Once I leave you mangled and unable to regenerate, maybe that's what I'll name the piece of art that I will form you into!"
