~Remember me~ KokuDou

Again?

Sorry for a short chapter

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Michikatsu goes in peace towards his masters headquarters, recalling every minute he spent with Douma.

He has mixed feelings about him, he tries to hate him, but is unable to.

When he finally saw his masters estate, he speeded up a bit and got there. He knocks three times lightly, waiting for his masters permission to enter.

"Come in."

He stepped inside and was met by a fragile man, black curly hair and an ugly purple mark spread across his face. Master of the Demon Slayer corps.

To show his master respect, he bows down to him, Ubuyashiki loves when people praise him.

"Michikatsu, you seem rather tired, did you find the demon?"

"I'm truly sorry to disappoint you master, but I didn't. I even asked every person I've met, and they also haven't seen him. He perhaps escaped." Michikatsu lied.

Oyakata was really disappointed and even a little furious.

"Alright Michikatsu, you can go." He said a little stiffly, judging by the expression, he was really dissatisfied.

"Good night master." And with that, he left the headquarters, heading to his own estate.

Michikatsu has little to no energy to talk with anyone, he's glad Douma let him decide when the next meeting is, he has no energy for a day or two.

His estate appeared in his sight of view, turning the doorknob he entered the house and took his sandals off.

"Michikatsu" his wife, Haruhime greeted him from the living room.

He can only assume that the kids were asleep, by the lack of noise.

"Haruhime, how are you?"

"Doing just fine, how did the mission go?" She asks him curiously, while setting some food for him.

"Couldn't find the demon, I asked the by-passers and they also didn't see him anywhere." He looks her in the eye, usually if you do, people assume you're telling the truth.

"That's unfortunate, here, eat the food and clean after yourself." She commanded him, retreating to the living room.

He now sat alone with a tray of food lying in front of him. The sound of ticking clock was the only source of noise here.

He looks down at his food and slowly eats every piece, one by one.

He ate all the food, still having his mind invaded by Douma. He had to stop thinking about him.

As his wife asked him to do, he cleaned the table after himself and did the dishes. Finally he can rest.

He passed out the moment his head hit the pillow.

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"do you think we could have a little kitten?" A voice, very familiar, but he can't put a finger on it.

He can't see the people, he can only make out the silhouettes.

"No"

"Why not?! Koku please, for me?" The voice whined and probably has puppy eyes now.

"You're lucky I love you." Another voice sighed tiredly.

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The next dreams were...weird, to say the least. Why is Oyakata-sama a flying pig?

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He sat atop of a mountain, watching sunrise. What if he just jumped of it?

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At least now Michikatsu woke up normally, not like the other times, jumping awake.

No nightmares is also a good sign.

Looking out the window, it was pretty much already afternoon. Oh well, the most important thing is that he's well rested.

A few hours later

"Caw caw! Hashira meeting." His crow screamed trough the whole town for no apparent reason.

And again? These Hashira meetings are so unimportant, and repetitive it's concerning.

When he gets to the meeting

When everyone arrived, Oyakata-sama started speaking.

"I'm happy to start this meeting, how are you doing? Mizuhara got much better, thanks to our great healers. But the demon that attacked him is still not found."

"Wait, wait, wait, I apologise for my rudeness master, but didn't the older Tsugikuni look for him? Did he fail the mission once again?" The wind Hashira angrily interrupted the fragile man, who hides his growing anger for the disruption, behind his smile.

"I would appreciate if you didn't interrupt me, Takeshi Hayate." Hearing his master aggressively pronounce some words sent shivers down his spine.

Yoriichi sat next to him and did nothing, but glare at the other Hashira for mocking his older brother.

Michikatsu decided to answer the oh so angry Hashira. "I couldn't find the demon."

"I set this meeting for something else." Oyakata looked at Michikatsu, there's something in his eyes, which he can't place a finger on. His master was so unreadable sometimes.

After the meeting

"Michikatsu, Yoriichi I don't have any missions for you, you both are probably tired, go rest. If something is needed, your crow will notify you, don't worry." His master spoke to the moon Hashira and the sun Hashira directly.

"Thank you master, I pray for your recovery." Yoriichi said, before nudging for Michikatsu to follow him outside.

Just after the brothers left, master turned to look at the Hashiras.

"Something isn't right with the demon."

"Master, Michikatsu is hiding something." The wind Hashira expressed his own thought about it.

"No it's not that, Michikatsu wouldn't do it. It's the demon, he almost killed Mizuhara, yet, fled when Michikatsu appeared? And Michikatsu can't even find him." Oyakata denied the Hashira's suspicions.

"But something isn't right, that's for sure."

With the Tsugikuni brothers

"How you doing, Michikatsu?"

"Just fine, I guess." Michikatsu answered his younger brother with a hint of boredom in his voice.

Yoriichi suspiciously eyed his brother. He was hiding something. That is for sure

"Is there something that bothers you, Michi?" Yoriichi asked his brother, grabbing his hand and squeezing it.

"Everything's fine, mind your own business." He muttered under his breath the last part.

Yoriichi was sure now.

Michikatsu was hiding something.

But what exactly is it?