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 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 ⎡ 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 ⎦
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"Tokito-dono!" The older sword smith exclaimed, running towards the Hashira after having observed the fight from behind a tree, his worry for the boy obvious. "Are you okay!? I have no idea what happened just now!"
"What happened... was that (Y/N)... killed the Upper Moon," Muichiro blinked at her in shock. "Just by... touching... him..." His small frame then started to trembled, the gauntness of his face becoming more defined until he started practically wobbling, his collapse only halted by (Y/N) who gently guided him to the floor as he continued, "I-I'm okay..."
It was quite obvious he wasn't.
He even started foaming at the mouth, much to the sword smith's horror.
After the young sword smith came to, (Y/N) commanded both he and the older sword smith should find survivors and their chief. As the two ran off, she turned back to Muichiro, smiling softly as she brushed her fingers through his hair. Her nose twitched when sensing the poison that had worked its way into his blood circulation, pressing her hands to his wrists and letting the light from the moon seep through her pores and into his to heal him.
"You did well, Tokito-san," she murmured, his eyelashes fluttering since he wasn't fully unconscious yet. "I'm so proud of you."
"Nii-san..." he mumbled, his clouded over eyes looking past her.
She blinked.
Nii-san?
Did Tokito-san... also have an older brother?
Tears started streaming down Muichiro's cheeks the longer he stared at the vision known as his brother, finally his eyes closing and his breathing steadying out as he fell asleep, ever single muscle aching from his fight with Gyokko. Having drained the poison from his body completely, (Y/N) let out a small sigh. Turning her head, she could hear the sounds of the other battle raging in the village.
I hope they're okay...
Worried, she picked up Muichiro, cradling his head carefully so she didn't damage his body any further, and stood up to begin walking towards the main village, hoping to find somewhere safe where she could place him. Just a little ways down the beaten path she traveled, chills suddenly ran up her spine. Immediately her guard was up, her movements stilling as she tried to pick out where the dangerous aura she felt was coming from.
I've felt this aura before...
It belongs to—
"My, my," a smooth voice chuckled, her nerves prickling as she whirled around to stare into Douma's piercing eyes. "I certainly wasn't expecting this... though, it seems everything just got even more interesting! You finally killed Gyokko-kun, (Y/N)-chan! Oh, how amazing! Muzan-sama is very pleased."
