demon slayer X Danganronpa

Chapter one Monster

You - (It was just another ordinary day in the life of a Demon Slayer. The sun had barely risen, casting a warm glow over the landscape, but my mind was already filled with thoughts of battles and strategies. My ultimate goal was to catch Muzan Kibutsuji, the mastermind behind the chaos. I used to think my life was hell, plagued by endless fights and sleepless nights, all in the pursuit of becoming stronger than the Hashiras. I pushed myself relentlessly, striving to elevate my skills. Yet, there were moments when I felt utterly inadequate. I was a Hashira, a title that should have brought me pride, but instead, I felt trapped by my own greed and selfishness, always yearning for more. I had everything I could have ever wanted, yet I had failed to appreciate it. Now, as I stood amidst the carnage of battle, I realized that the life I was living was truly a form of hell.)

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Tanjiro - “Y/n, what are you doing here?” His voice was filled with a mix of concern and curiosity.

You- (Oh great, what does this kid want? I recalled Tomioka mentioning how Tanjiro seemed to follow him around like a lost puppy. But then again, Tomioka was always a bit of an oddball.)

I thought to myself, rolling my eyes as I continued walking.

Tanjiro rushed to catch up with me, gently placing a hand on my shoulder, his touch as delicate as if I were made of glass.

Tanjiro- “Hello, Y/n! I just wanted to say congratulations on becoming a Hashira… You took over Tengen's place. I mean, no one can truly replace him, but—”

I raised my hand to interrupt him, my patience wearing thin.

You - “You've got some nerve talking to me like we're friends. Someone as weak as you couldn’t possibly be my friend.”

My tone was sharp, cutting through the air like a blade.

Tanjiro - “Well… you’re partially right. I may not be as strong as you, but becoming a Hashira in just three weeks is amazing and—”

You - “It was a week, get it right! You have no idea how hard I worked, the sacrifices I made to get here.”

Tanjiro looked at me, his warm smile unwavering, his eyes filled with understanding.

Suddenly, my anger began to dissipate, melting away to reveal a genuine, softer expression.

You- “Alright, fine. You win, Tanjiro. You know I get all mushy inside when you smile like that. I really appreciate your kindness, and I’m sorry for the harsh things I just said. I was having a rough morning.”

I spoke with a newfound warmth in my voice, realizing how my mood shifted.

Tanjiro - Wow, her mood changed so quickly. I heard she wasn’t as stuck up as she pretends to be.

He thought to himself, slightly taken aback by my transformation.

You - “Tanjiro… let’s hold hands, okay?”

Tanjiro- “Whaaat?”

I took his hand, intertwining our fingers as we strolled together.

You - “I just want to talk to you. As a new Demon Slayer and Hashira, you’ve really inspired me. Once I heard about your journey and the hard work you put in, I decided to push myself to my limits. I literally almost collapsed from exhaustion because I neglected to eat or drink while training.”

Tanjiro- “Me… out of all people—”

You- “Please, stop pushing yourself so hard, Tanjiro… You’re inspirational, and so is your sister. Listen to me, you’re a fantastic fighter, and one of my favorites.”