|𝐅𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬|
↳ Various Demon Slayer x F!Reader
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl's family was brutally slaughtered by the demon king, so she decided to protect the people she cares about and take revenge for them. However, along the way, she catches t...
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↳ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟔: 𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞
Kitagawa Ayame had always been a gentle woman. No matter what challenges she faced in her life, she always threw herself into it unwaveringly, never backing down. She never did anything or said anything harsh or stinging that would hurt anyone.
If there was something, a duty, an expectation, anything that she had to do, she always did it without exception. Well, except for one thing.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, its rays filling the entire forest and its walkway. Their rays of light peeked through the foliage of the trees, creating a pleasant atmosphere in nature.
"Ayame." a calm voice called out to her from behind.
The woman's footsteps stopped. Her body slowly turned towards the owner of the voice.
Tsugikuni Yoriichi. The man, a Hashira, with whom she could share the ranks of the highest slayers. The man who had accompanied her on every journey and who was the closest person to her ever.
"Yes?" she asked after a moment.
The two of them had walked in peaceful silence until now. They had recently finished a mission, so they were walking back from the nearby village, more precisely to the small town not far away, where they had planned to have a meal together as a rest.
"What will you do when we finally find him?" Yoriichi asked.
It was a seemingly random and empty question, since it had no context or concreteness. But to Ayame, the question was clearer than the sun.
Her body tensed slightly, almost imperceptibly. However, under Yoriichi's watchful gaze, it did not go unnoticed. He took slow steps closer to her, his hand gently taking hers and squeezing it lightly, hoping to comfort her.
The story that connected the two of them was no stranger to him. If anything, he was perhaps the only one who had ever known about it.
"I should do what is expected of me." she said quietly, her gaze fixed on the ground. Unlike usual, this time she did not squeeze his hand back. It was a tender gesture between them, but at that moment she could not return the same.
"But I don't know if I will ever be able to."
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[Y/N]'s eyes opened. For a moment, she couldn't quite grasp what exactly had happened.
She was dreaming about someone, a woman to be exact. She wasn't unfamiliar to her. She'd seen her once before, maybe even met her, but she was never sure. It had been so long since that incident, yet now she was appearing again for the first time. What did it all mean? Who was this Ayame woman? Who was the man with her? Who were they talking about?
