Solar Blade

Return

Once Tanjiro and the other boy calm down, the twins reveal a selection of ores, all sparkling brightly. They told the remaining people to select an ore, so that their swords could be manufactured. [Name]'s eyes were immediately drawn towards one small piece of ore, yet they could see a gorgeous green tint to it. They smirked, before looking at the rock. Unluckily, for them, the other boy was also gazing at it. But [Name] was adamant on having that rock. They turned their head to the boy, before crossing their arms. Though they were significantly shorter than him, they still managed to shoot a deadly look at him.

"What're you looking at? That's mine," [Name] joked, but with a serious tone.

"Wha- Nevermind, I didn't want it anyways," he spoke, before turning his head to a different stone.

Tanjiro joined [Name], not seeing their interaction with the scarred boy. Soon everyone else came up to the ore, the yellow haired boy muttering again. Couldn't he just shut up? [Name] withheld the urge to ram their fist into his face, and knock out a few tee- no! What was going through their mind? They'd become so... aggressive.

"Well, I'm going to die soon anyways, so it won't really matter," the yellow haired boy mutters, before pointing to a rock.

"No you won't! You'll do just fine," Tanjiro encouraged him, with a smile on his face.

"Where's your grave going to be? Because I'm going to cover it with weeds if I ever bother to actually visit it," the scarred boy speaks.

"Pipe down. It's too early for petty back and forths," [Name] yawned, stretching their arms.

Somehow, the two boys shut up at [Name]'s words. Tanjiro's brows rose. So [Name] had quite a great influence on their surroundings? What a great - strange- but great person they were. Tanjiro sniffs the rock, his eyes darting to one in the corner. After a few seconds, [Name] and Tanjiro both passionately point to their rocks, grinning.

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Tanjiro and [Name] both clamber back through the mountains. Final Selection was over. And they survived. They could be considered lucky. Tanjiro had learned many things. Demons lives for a long time, Sabito and Makomo were in fact deceased and [Name]'s sword skills rooted from a source he never would've guessed. A demonic blade. Although he hadn't gotten all the details yet, he began to see that he must've slightly overreacted. But his eyes were constantly glued to their blade. He noticed that they had gotten their magical blade back. Probably during the time when they split up on the way back down the mountain. Yeah, that made sense.

As Tanjiro and [Name] came into view of the house, they stared in awe. This house was where their younger sister rested, and where they learned all of their fighting skills. It was great to think that they could return to it. But not in the form of spirits like Sabito and Makomo had to. Suddenly, the door to the house is kicked from the inside. As splinters of wood fly everywhere, [Name] pulls their blade out, covering Tanjiro. But what comes out of the house is very unexpected. Nezuko stumbles out of the door, before locking eyes with her siblings. The ones she hadn't seen in months.

A/N

Hello! Short chapter today! (I'm sorry) Wanna hear my excuse? Of course you don't. But here you go! My keyboard is sticky and I don't wanna touch it for too long. I'll clean it soon guys! You better be satisfied with 500 words because my fingers are tired and sticky because of those 500 words. Anyways, thanks for reading!

Question: What kind of weapon would you use as a demon slayer?

Taisho Era Secret: [Name] lost their needles.