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Miyako heard her ears rings with the sound of another's voice, one she though with familiarity, though she wasn't quite sure how to interpret it. A voice so warm and soft, yet so loud. Who could this be? Shinazugawa-kun was already off his bed and running the opposite direction, out of the room, probably not to deal with whoever's voice this was. The voice called his name louder with each approaching step, as it eventually caught up with Shinazugawa-kun, and was calling his name like crazy.
"Genya-kun!!! So nice to meet you!!!"
"What's your deal?????"
"Nothing!! Just wanted to greet you!!"
The vice she heard seemed so soft spoken, yet Genya looked annoyed?? She'd hope to get up and peer over the doorframe, but was sentenced to bedrest the whole day, just listening to anyone approaching the room, or at least close to it. Thier footsteps became more and more louder, as she saw a shadow, just reaching the frame, entering the room with a heroic pose, before falling onto the closest bed. Behind him, a boar head and yellow haired man came in the room carried by other kakushi on a stretcher, one looked ill-stricken of poison, the other, huge blood stains all over his body.
"Bye bye Genya-kun!!!"
Some person, wearing a checkered green haori waved the other way, letting the other kakushi guide him towards the same room Miyako and her sister was in, presumably the room where all the other demons rehabilitate.
"Ah! Who are you?"
Miyako, once again, was forced to converse out of her own free will, hoping not to be impolite to such a kind voice. EEP!
"Nevermind! I'm not supposed to speak or my wounds might get worse - haha, I'm Kamado Tanjiro!"
'Speak up Miyako. Don't be impolite to our guests.'
"Miyako, Nakashima Miyako..."
Again, it looked as if flowery background came behind him, just as he gave his innocent face. W-what??? How is that possible???
"Ah!!! Okay!! Miyako-san, why aren't you in uniform??"
"I'm not a part of the corps - just uh... "
"KAMADO TANJIRO, THE BREAKER OF SWORDS, COME HERE!!!" Oh how blessed she was, to be ignored by the other person running staright towards Tanjiro.
"Don't yell Haganezuka-sama!!! Inosuke and Zenitsu are sleeping!!!"
"More Like Knocked Out!!!"
"Haganezuka-sama!!!"
Wow, what a bunch of idiots. She watched the two run around the room, the boy, who was now Tanjiro, was barely escaping the grasp of who was now, Haganezuka, as he continued to jump from bed to bed, up and down, until this continuous chase had ended with a halt from Tanjiro, who was now beat up from the run and passed out on the bed. Now there wasn't a need for the masked man to continue bawling his guts out, but as long as Tanjiro continued breaking his swords, he'd swear on his life to get revenge, and Miyako got all that just by how he *stared* at Tanjiro.
Just then, another person came walking in, their shoulder slouched and walked ever o slow, you'd wonder how he even got here by foot.
"Ryo! Buddy! That's where you were!!"
Haganezuka jumped on his feet and made his way to the boy, now Ryo. Miyako now had five people to remember the names of, as well as what they looked like.
Alright Miyako, here ya go! Kamado Tanjiro: Maroon hair, with a left scar on his forehead, green checkered haori with the same uniform he found everyone wearing, probably that Demon Slayer Corp uniform? Alright, Ryo: Brown hair with a mixed of white stripes on his hair, while the other half was completely white with a long braid at the back. Baggy clothing with a small white haori, and a small scar over his right cheek. Wait, but who's Inosuke and Zenitsu? Let's just guess! Inosuke the boar head, and Zenitsu the yellow haired! Inosuke didn't wear a top, so that might be easy to tell, as well as his mask, but Zenitsu looks smaller than usual, having the uniform paired with a strikingly bright yellow haori.
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