"LADY TAMAYO! THAT HUMAN SHOULDN'T BE HERE!" Yushiro shouted, "I can understand you're healing him of his illness but allowing him to call you mother! He's not worthy of that great honor!" He said, "Mama." I said as I ran into the room and hugged my mother and began to tear up, "There there, Yushiro didn't mean any of that." Mama said as she patted my head, "Now why don't you go play. I'll come and join you in a bit." Mama said sweetly as she dried my eyes, "Ok." I said as I walked away.
Tamayo POV
"He is such a sweet boy, not unlike yourself once upon a time." I said as I stood up and walked outside where (y/n) was playing. He was swinging a stick as if it were a sword, he would swing and spin around before he would fall and laugh before he got up again. "You see Yushiro he is just like every other child, he just wants to play the hero and to be the hero of this story. But he's not the hero, there is no villain for him to slay, no enemy to overcome. He is just a little boy playing pretend." I said, "Lady Tamayo." Yushiro said, "I promised him I would protect his innocence, even if that means I must defeat Kibutsuji on my own." I said, "MAMA!" (y/n) said happily.
It's been a few weeks since I adopted (y/n). I decided to send him to school so he could be around other children his age. I had drawn him a map so he could find his way home. "Welcome home sweetie, did you have fun at school today?" I asked, "Yeah!" (y/n) said, "Let's go inside, I'll make you some snacks." I said.
I left (y/n) to draw while I got him some snacks. "What are you drawing sweetie?" I asked as I sat next to him as he drew, "Are you drawing something you saw today?" I asked, "Yeah." He said as he showed me the picture. It wasn't anything spectacular, just some stick figure, but what stood out the most was the katana he put at the hip of this figure. Even as a childish drawing I could tell that he had drawn a demon slayer. "Sweetie, when did you see this person?" I asked, "Morning." He said as he looked up at me, "Do you know what this person is sweetheart?" I asked he shook his head, "They are what's known as a demon slayer. They hunt and kill demons that eat people." I said, "Mama!" He said in fear as he hugged me, "Don't worry, I doubt they would be after me or Yushiro. After all, we don't eat humans. They're probably going after another demon here in the city." I said.
(y/n) POV
"(y/n) let Yushiro go get it for you, I don't want you to get lost!" Mama said as I ran off to school to get my ball.
??? POV
"It seems I was too late to save her." I said as I stood over the mangled corpse of a little girl.
(y/n) POV
I was walking to school when I felt like someone was following me. "How odd, you smell like a demon. Not just any demon a female!" A man said as he appeared in front of me.
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"Children are such easy prey. They hardly ever put up a fight." He said as he reached for me, "Eighth Style: Waterfall Jar!" Another man said as he cut the demon's hand off, "Stay behind me and don't move!" The man said, "Damn it a demon slayer!" The demon said as its hand regenerated, "I am Giyu Tomioka." Giyu said, "That won't matter in a bit!" The demon said as he rushed at Giyu, suddenly it vanished and reappeared behind me, "Like I'd ever try my luck against a demon slayer like you." It said as it grabbed me, I grabbed the vial of Mama's blood Mama had given me in case this ever happened. I threw the vial at the ground and covered my mouth and nose as Mama told me to, suddenly the demon dropped me, "Y-You little! I-I-I'll kill you!" It said as it reached for me, but before it could grab me Giyu cut its head off, "Eleventh Style: Dead Calm." Giyu said as he touched the tip of his blade to the ground and dispelled the blood mist, "That was smart kid, I don't know where you got something like that and to be honest I don't really want to find out. Now you should get home or your mother will worry." He said as he walked away.
"Mama!" I said as I ran to my mother and hugged her, "Honey what's wrong you're shaking?" Mama asked, "Scary." I said, "There there, it's alright now. You're safe now." Mama said as she comforted me.
