Y/N POV
My legs felt so tired, no, my whole body! I just wanted to sit against the tree and rest but I wasn't that far from the Village. I can't want just to sleep after this, everything is exhausting to do. In a few days, I'll be on my first mission, maybe I'll partner with Tanjiro on a mission, who knows.
I'm finally in my Village and I see Uncle Shioto and Noriko waiting for me. Even as my face is all bruised up, I still smile widely. I still have enough energy as I run as fast as I can to them. I hug them both tightly while tears roll down my cheek.
" T-thanks uncle!" as I sniffle
Aunt Noriko holds my head and says, " You should get some rest," while smiling
I wash up and sit on the futon while drying my hair, then Aunt Noriko comes in my room and delivers Green Tea with Toast. She nods and leaves me to rest. I finish all my food and write a letter to Tanjiro.
Dear Kamado Tanjiro,
How's your sister? I hope you and her are doing good. Did you find the cure? Hopefully, you did, If not, you can still do it! I'm glad that we both survived the Final Selection. I can't wait to get our katanas, let alone going on missions! We can finally start helping other people and avenge our families. I really hope you and Nezuko will never be apart and I hope we can see each other on missions. Until then.
- L/N F/N
Ten days later
Someone knocks at the door. Uncle Shioto gets up and opens the door, not long after he lets in a man with a.......clown mask? We sit in the living room as the man gives me my sword, covered in a fabric I unwrap it.
Just as I held it, it reveals to be a sky blue blade. Uncle shioto smiles brightly as the man nods and leaves. I can't believe it! I'll be on my first mission tomorrow.
A/N Sorry for the short chapter today! I have school tomorrow and I just wanted to put this out. I've been sick for the past week but I'm ready to make more chapters! Sorry for the wait everyone, being sicked sucks. anyways thanks for all the votes and reads I love you all!~
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