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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 𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑵𝑬 」 𝐓 𝐑 𝐀 𝐍 𝐒 𝐏 𝐀 𝐑 𝐄 𝐍 𝐂 𝐘
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"What has been so urgent that you have to call us here like this, Oyakata-sama?" Obanai questioned after greeting Kagaya, the rest of his fellow Hashira lined up on either side of him with their master in front of them standing on the wrap around of his mansion. "To meet so shortly after our semiannual meeting... something has changed, hasn't it?"
"You are correct that something has changed, Obanai," Kagaya smiled gently as he looked down at the man, his pause making tensions shift in the air.
"What is it, Oyakata-sama?" Tengen asked.
Kagaya's gaze instead shifted to a rather battered Gyomei and Mitsuri, saying, "Gyomei... Mitsuri... would you like to inform the rest of the Hashira what you two have been through and why? To fight like that and hold your ground... it's quite commendable, and I am proud of you, my children."
"Thank you, Oyakata-sama!" Mitsuri beamed up at him with rosy cheeks despite her body aching.
"To think I would receive your praise..." Gyomei pressed his hands together as tears fell from his eyes, a small ghost of a smile on his lips. "...I am most grateful. And to my comrades... Kanroji-san and I have encountered Kibutsuji Muzan in Kanegawa, Nagano. He was with fellow Hashira (L/N)(Y/N). We engaged with him purely to make sure that she was extracted and protected."
"(Y/N)-san...?" Kyojuro sucked in a deep breath, his eyes wide with hope.
"Yes," (Y/N) projected as she stepped forward from the shadows of Kagaya's mansion, the Hashira all turning to the sound of her voice in shock at her appearance. "After... after I left all of you... Kibutsuji found me."
I wonder...
Why did giant over there still call me a Hashira?
"(Y/N)-san..." Kyojuro broke from the line of Hashira to take an unsteady step toward her, his breath coming out in shaky bursts as his hands trembled, soon running up the wooden steps and almost knocking her down from how harshly he tackled into her to embrace her. "I apologize for my discourtesy, Oyakata-sama, but... I need to make sure that this isn't all a dream."
Even though Kagaya smiled, inside he was seething with the darkness of his new disease—his obsession over (Y/N)—once more rearing its head.
