赤い目 (Red Eyes) Kimetsu No Yaiba OFFICIALLY DISCONTINUED

An Encounter And Encountering

Kyaah~ 
I didn't expect to have so much readers already! i really appreciate the love from you guys!

*warning. This chapter is long

Before the death of Kamado Tanjuro

Y/N grew mature and thus more beautiful. Her pale skin became fair due to tanning under sunlight. Her shadows under her eyes got lighter after proper sleeping schedule.

Though, there are times where she hibernates for a few months. It concerns the former pillar that she secretly examine her blood. Surprisingly, she got stronger and more decent as she woke up. Which puts a theory in Fuyusaki that Y/N is evolving.

Winter is creeping in with cool air and sprinkles of snowflakes.
The cultivator's fingers fiddled along with the strings of her koto creating beautiful strums. It is a small hobby for Okano to play the koto. Especially at night for her to be a night owl.

Y/N can't sleep. Her eyes never closed as her plum red eyes sharply stares. Her face remains a simple frown and her gaze fixed in a glare-like expression.

But she fell like something is missing in her life. She only stayed in Fuyusaki's house for two years and she always feel that.

Her stomach growled begging for it to be fed with food. But not just any food. Human flesh.

She haven't devoured any humans for a long time. Her inner self fought the demon who is supposed to be locked in a cage, sprung free and attacked.

Her forehead started raining down sweats. Her black pupils went to a straight line. Her fangs grew sharper and so does her blue claws.

Her sharp nose picked up a delicious scent. That is no other than the scent of the blood of a human. She stood up from her futon and leaped out the window.

Her hungry self raced through the thick forest. She is not stopping herself until she get her satisfaction.

Her eyes found a wounded man. he lays in the ground not showing any movements nor life. But he was bleeding. Her lips parted letting her saliva drooling out.

She panted and her muscles became more stern. She walked to the passed out man. His stomach has an injury which causes his blood to drip out.

Kibutsuji only stare at the man with hungry eyes and a drooling mouth. She kneeled down and continue staring. She bear out her claws ready to tore the man's flesh and devour him.

She charged.

But the claws didn't reach him. Instead, it reaches to her fair face. The female demon clawed herself and snapped back into reality. She went to her pocket and grabbed the small bottle.

She drank the purple liquid of wisteria and forced it to gulp down her throat. The taste was worse than medicine. It felt like she should vomit it out. It felt like its killing her.

She gripped her stomach and her mouth to try easing the disgusting liquid. She vomit out a few but its covered by her hand.

The pain eases. She releases her mouth and the palm of her hand has disgusting vomit. She cringed at her hand and wiped it away.

Then she realize, her head is on the ground.

Her eyes widen as she parts from her body. Some of her limbs are parting away as well.

Kisatsu?

She looked around her and found a tall figure of a man. His white ruffly hair dances along with the wind. Y/N squinted her eyes and figured out the the man is indeed a demon slayer judging by his uniform. He then started smirking.