[various!kny x reader]
For she is nothing but a weakling with a pretty face, often described as a mere walking 'doll' without a soul.
/Warning - might contain some dark themes/
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And she cried over nothing
So there was nothing I could do to stop
Her from cutting
Her beautiful blue hair off
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An unpleasant-looking rash was visible on Oyakata's face, making you feel pity towards him. However, you were sure the man didn't want anyone looking at him with pity, hence you shook your head and let those worrisome thoughts dissipate.
It was strange though. You didn't recall any violation of the corps rules you could've done to deserve the honor of attending the hashira trial. Just what in the world were you doing there? Despite the master looking like a peaceful man, maybe there was a cruel and wicked side to him you didn't know about.
It didn't seem likely at all though. Could it be that perhaps he found out about—
"We find it the most honorable to be in your presence, Oyakata-sama. We eagerly pray for much happiness upon you," the formerly agitated white-haired man stated, his aura now much calmer compared to just a few moments prior. Everyone was bowing, their heads nearly touching the ground, so you decided to do the same
You didn't want to suffer the same fate as your poor friend Tanjiro, who was mercilessly slammed down onto the rocky ground.
"Thank you, Sanemi," the master replied, a pleasant smile on his face.
"Let me humbly say. There is a demon slayer, by the name Kamado Tanjiro being accompanied by a demon on this trial. I would like to explain the scenario, so will you allow me?" The wind hashira asked.
'And here I thought that brute mouth of his could only spout out insults. How surprising to see him talk with such politeness.'
"Oh, I see. I'm sorry, he must have surprised you all. I have given my approval for Tanjiro and Nezuko, so I would like all of you to accept them," he decisively spoke, surprising all the pillars present.
I'm here too, by the way. Uh...'
"Even though Oyakata-sama wishes to do so, I'm reluctant about giving my approval," Gyomei admitted. You raised your eyebrows up, staring at him in confusion. You didn't think he'd be so against the two siblings, since he was always extremely kind.
"I too, must flamboyantly oppose this! I can never accept a demon slayer who brings demons along," Tengen stated, his whole figure screaming flashiness.
"I will accommodate all your accordances, Oyakata-sama!" Mitsuri exclaimed, interlocking her hands together and staring at the man in an endless state of awe.
"It's fine by me. I'll forget soon anyway," the mist hashira said flatly.
"I don't trust them. We all hate demons, to begin with," Obanai uttered.
