残酷な意図 | 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a low-ranking demon of questionable origins captures the attention of the most powerful beings in the world all the while trying to find her brot...
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 ⎡ 𝑹𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒂𝒍 ⎦
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Sanemi exhaled raggedly as he swung his wooden practice sword, watching with narrowed eyes as the wood splintered and cracked upon hitting the training dummy that he was pretending to spar with. Panting heavily, sweat sliding down his brow and his exposed, muscled chest, he straightened his tense stance with a scoff. Tossing the broken piece into a pile of other broken training swords, he cracked his necks and stretched his muscles before sitting down for a water break.
Wiping his sweat away, he was just about to bring the gourd of water up to his lips when a flash of red caught his eye. Glancing down, his click his tongue in irritation when seeing a large gash traveling up his forearm, immediately realizing that a piece of the fractured sword must've cut him when it broke. Irritated, he strapped his katana to his hip in case he had to use it—despite it being day—and exited the pavilion of his mansion to walk towards Shinobu's, blood dripping onto the white rocks of the gravel pathway as he did so.
He exhaled heavily.
Kocho's probably gonna bitch at me again for hurting myself.
Woman needs to lay off.
Speaking of... wonder what that demon woman is up to now—(Y/N). She went on a mission with Uzui... is she back?
He shook his head.
Whatever.
It doesn't matter.
Scratching the side of his cheek with the hand of his non-hurt arm, his eyes then flit upwards towards where the Butterfly Mansion lay. Ignoring the Kakushi who were around, he walked straight through the mansion towards the medical bay, as he had been there many times before upon Shinobu's insistence despite his preference of leaving his wounds to scar. Walking into the room, he wasn't surprised by what he saw: Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Tengen all in varying states of injury with Shinobu and some of her aids tending to them. Only Inosuke was asleep, having passed out on one of the bed's.
He cleared his throat, gaining their attention.
"Ah, Shinazugawa-san!" Shinobu delightfully greeted, her purple eyes closing as she smiled and straightened up from what she was doing so she could approach him. "What brings you here? Are you injured?"
"Yes," he answered curtly whilst showcasing his still bleeding arm, the blood dripping from his elbow onto the floor to stain it red, shocking Shinobu considering he did nothing to treat it. "Piece of broken wood slashed me while I was training."
