Solar Blade

Reunited

Before Tanjiro can even make a move, Nezuko dashes towards the both of them. Her arms outstretched, and she engulfs both of them in a hug. She can’t say a word, but her embrace spells it out. Tanjiro can feel salty tears running down his cheeks as he grasps Nezuko and [Name] tightly. [Name]’s two birds, one being their own, the other belonging to the scarred boy at the Final Selection, flitted away from Nezuko. Had they detected her demonic traits?

[Name] grinned widely, before throwing their arms around Nezuko and Tanjiro. They survived together. They lived to return to Nezuko. [Name] gazed back down to their weapon, sheathed  by their side. This blade had caused them quite some trouble… but it had also proven very handy. If only its source of power wasn’t a demon.

“Nezuko! Nezuko, I- we missed you dearly!” Tanjiro exclaimed, hugging her tightly.

Nezuko’s eyes shut, content and empty headed. Yet her eyes snapped open when she took a sniff. Her eyes drifted to [Name]’s blade. She gazed at it for a while, her nose scrunching up in disgust. Why did it smell different from Tanjiro’s? It smelled deadly, and inhuman. But her concentration was shattered when Urokodaki exited the house, making his way to them. [name] couldn’t grasp what was happening as Urokodaki squeezed them all in the tightest hug he could give.

“Oh, dear children. Thank goodness. You’re alive,” Urokodaki spoke.

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“So you two managed to kill that hand demon?” Urokodaki queried.

Tanjiro, [Name] and Urokodaki were seated around the fire of the cooking pot. Tanjiro nodded while [Name] cleansed out their small cuts and bruises carefully. Nezuko had gone to sleep yet again, but not before sewing Tanjiro’s semi-torn haori back together with [Name]’s sewing supplies.

“I see. My thanks. If it weren't for you two, many more of my students would have met the same fate as Sabito and Makomo,” Urokodaki continued.

“We’re not going to back away from a demon like that.” [Name] stated.

“Says you. You ditched me before the battle even started,” Tanjiro teased.

“You shut it! I was getting that other guy out of there. It's not my fault you depend on me so much,” [Name] retorted with a snarky tone.

“Alright, alright. Relax,” Urokodaki stepped in before speaking solemnly, “There are several kinds of demons. The demons who use a special spell called the “Blood Demon Art” possess supernatural abilities.”

“Super…natural?” [Name] asked, looking at Tanjiro.

“Correct. You may have to fight those demons, as well, from now on. And battling them will be far more difficult than anything you’ve known until now. Even so, I’m sure you’ll be fine,” Urokodaki responded.

“You hear that, [Name]? I guess you're not dying after all,” Tanjiro teased again.

“Who said I’m the one he was reassuring?! Alright, come here you!” [Name] shouted, before lunging at Tanjiro.

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15 days later, a strange man appeared. [Name] was outside, trying to sharpen their blade, when a figure came up from the hill. They squinted, before standing up. The man wore a strange, circular hat with windchimes dangling from it.

Tanjiro stepped outside, stretching. He had just woken up, so he was still a bit groggy. While walking to [Name] he also noticed the figure coming towards the two of them.

“Huh? Who's that?” Tanjiro asked.

“I’m calling him ‘Hat-Guy’,” [Name] whispered.

A/N

Guys I'm alive. Sorry I haven't been updating. School kinda came as a shock. So anyways, if this feels rushed, I'm sorry. I wrote this on the bus. Also... anyone play Genshin here? 'Hat-Guy' is my contribution to the Scaranation. Non-Genshin people, you won't get it. Thanks for reading sweeties!

Taisho Era Secret: When [Name] saw 'Hat Guy', for a split second they thought it was God coming from the sunlight.

Question: Anyone know what I mean by 'Hat-Guy'?