Reunited

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In the calm, sunlit office of the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, (Y/n) (L/n) felt a mix of anxiety and excitement. Today was the day her adoption would finally be finalized. Master Ubuyashiki, the esteemed leader of the Corps, sat across from her, his presence reassuring.

“Congratulations, (Y/n). You are now officially (Y/n) Ubuyashiki,” he said, handing her the adoption papers with a proud smile. “I’m honored to be your guardian.”

“Thank you, Master Ubuyashiki. This means everything to me,” (Y/n) replied, her heart swelling with gratitude.

With her new identity secured, (Y/n) set her sights on her mission. She had heard rumors about her long-lost brother, Recca, potentially attending Nashiriki High School. Determined to find him and gather intelligence for the Demon Slayer Corps, she enrolled, ready to go undercover.

As (Y/n) navigated her first few weeks at Nashiriki, she worked hard to blend in with her classmates. She made friends and kept up with her studies, all while discreetly searching for any signs of Recca. But it wasn’t until one particular break time that everything changed.

Stepping outside the campus, (Y/n) noticed a group of students gathered around someone near a park bench. Curiosity piqued, she approached the scene, her heart racing. In the center stood a boy wearing a pair of striking tekkou—metal arm guards that shimmered in the sunlight.

A wave of recognition washed over her. Those tekkou looked almost identical to the ones her father had left for Recca, a family heirloom meant for protection. Her breath caught in her throat as memories flooded back—her father’s warm smile, the bond between siblings.

She hesitated, feeling a rush of emotions. Could it be him? (Y/n) knew she had to be cautious. She didn’t want to draw attention to herself or risk scaring him off. Instead, she decided to observe from a distance, hoping to gather more information.

As the boy interacted with his friends, (Y/n) took in every detail—the way he laughed, the way he carried himself. He seemed carefree, yet there was an underlying strength that intrigued her. She couldn’t shake the feeling that this might be Recca, but she needed to confirm it without revealing herself.

Throughout the following days, (Y/n) kept a discreet watch on the boy. She learned his name was indeed Recca, a popular student known for his agility. Each time she spotted him, her heart raced, a mixture of hope and apprehension filling her.

As she gathered information, (Y/n) engaged with her classmates to learn more about Recca and his connections. She overheard conversations about his past—how he had been adopted, how he seemed to have a knack for combat, and how he had a mysterious family history.

One day, during a training session at the school's dojo, (Y/n) found herself sparring against Recca. As they exchanged blows, she could feel the strength behind his moves, and an undeniable spark of recognition flared within her.

“You’re really good,” he said, smiling at her after their match. “Have you trained long?”

“Just a little,” (Y/n) replied, hiding her excitement. “I like to stay active.”

As their training sessions continued, (Y/n) grew closer to Recca, forming a tentative friendship. But the question of his identity lingered in the back of her mind. Was he truly her brother?

One afternoon, as they took a break from practice, she mustered the courage to ask, “Recca, do you have any family in the area?”

He looked thoughtful for a moment before responding. “Not really. Just my adoptive father. I don’t know much about my real family.”

The statement hit (Y/n) hard. Could it be that he didn’t even know who he truly was? She felt a pang of empathy and a longing to reveal herself, but she held back, not wanting to complicate things further.

Instead, (Y/n) focused on gathering more evidence. Each interaction deepened her feelings, but she remained committed to her mission. She would need to uncover the truth about Recca's past without revealing her own intentions.

As days turned into weeks, the connection between them grew, but (Y/n) kept her secret close. She knew that if Recca was indeed her brother, the reunion would need to be handled with care. Until then, she would continue her investigation, all while nurturing their budding friendship, hoping that one day, the truth would come to light.

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