残酷な意図 | 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ━
( yandere kny x fem! reader )
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a low-ranking demon of questionable origins captures the attention of the most powerful beings in Japan all the while trying to find her brother who...
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ⎡ 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 ⎦
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"What the fuck!? Where did she go!?" Sanemi snapped at Shinobu as he wandered through the Butterfly Mansion, all but willing to tear the house to shreds just to find (Y/N) after having returned from his most recent mission. "Wasn't she prescribed to rest!? Why the fuck was she allowed to leave!?"
The Insect Hashira could feel her eyebrow twitch in annoyance at Sanemi's brash attitude, but since she held much respect for her fellow Hashira, she tried to retain the emotions that threatened to burst.
"I'm sorry, Shinazugawa-san," Shinobu hummed with a tilt of her head as she closed her eyes, trying her best not to seem too peeved. "I have no way of knowing where she went, or why she went, for it was Oyakata-sama who housed her. However, I am sure she is fine. If you truly want to know more, ask Oyakata-sama. Now please, I must get back to work. I am very busy."
Shinobu sighed in relief once Sanemi vanished as quickly as he had appeared, eeturning to her work whilst he now stalked away from her mansion and down the road towards Kagaya's. It wasn't long before he soon found himself making an immediate beeline toward Kagaya's personal quarters to gently knock upon the door, the sound of a muffled 'come in' being heard just a moment later.
"Pardon my intrus—" Sanemi started only to cut himself off when seeing who else was in Kagaya's room—Kyojuro, Tengen, Obanai, and Giyu all turned to face him with narrowed eyes. "Wha— What the hell are they doing here!?"
"Now, now, Sanemi," Kagaya smiled gently, his faded purple eyes turning towards the Wind Hashira. "That's not how you greet your fellow Hashira."
"I... apologize, Oyakata-sama," he grit out with a low bow of respect.
A tense silence filled the room, hostility flickering like an active fire that could easily burn down anything in its path if let loose. Thankfully, Kagaya's presence was enough to mediate the clear animosity between his Hashira. Kyojuro looked away and stared down at his fists clenched painfully tight on his lap whilst Tengen smirked almost mockingly back at Sanemi. Obanai rolled his eyes, and Giyu continued to rigidly face forward, as if he didn't even acknowledge Sanemi's presence.
Sanemi could feel his teeth grounding so hard together they could've cracked.
"Now, what has been the reason for your visit?" Kagaya questioned after a moment, his form covered in a blanket and his hand held within his wife's, Amane's, grasp, her white hair always neat and pulled back whilst her purple eyes, darker than her husband's, peered out at the Hashira. "Is it regarding (Y/N) as these four have come here to ask about?"
