【An act of kindness?】 Demon Slayer Fanfiction

Leap-Year Festival (3)

Warning, this chapter is super long— so, sit tight!
= IoJ

【PoV: Reader】

The Mist Pillar, Muichiro Tokito walked upfront to face the grotesque looking demon. With his teal blade in hand, he slowly observed the demon's every move.

The demon had two mouths as his eyes, with one eyeball on both top and bottom of his face, with white skin and strange hands coming out of him.

" Magnificent, magnificent! It's truly one of my prized masterpieces! " The demon squealed, as his two strange mouths spoke an echoing sound.

He was admiring a statue made solely of flesh from humans, that he himself created. The flesh of meat sewn together slowly struggle to separate itself, as it if was in severe pain. Muichiro took notice of his so-called masterpiece, disgusted by it's obnoxious appearance.

" 'Masterpiece'? You call that disgusting, nasty-looking piece of garbage a masterpiece? " He uttered, giving the demon a displeased glare.

" Why don't you get those hideous eyes of yours checked? "

His harsh insults were noticed by the strange demon, and enraged him. The demon faced the boy that disrespected him and responded to his insults.

" How dare you..! "

" You simply do not have the brain to understand my unique art! " He shouted in an enraged voice, facing the pillar.

Muichiro took notice of the eyes placed on his forehead, and in his 'mouth'.

There were two characters written on the both of them.

" Upper five. " Is was it said. Muichiro flinched, he knew it was danger that he walked into, but he never did take his eyes away from the demon.

" Brainless, uncultured humans who knows not of true art.. they deserve ruthless punishment! "

Muichiro launched an attack first, sneaking up behind the demon. Swiftly, he slashed multiple hands that sprout from the demon in every area.

The demon turned behind and attempted to grab the boy, but he was too late, for his target had already backed away. Muichiro leaped into the air and went for the demon's face.

" Breath of Mist; first form; hanging sky, dista- "
But, before he was to strike, his target disappeared before him.

Muichiro was shocked, and dropped down to the ground with caution. He look everywhere, and was ambushed by the demon from behind. He popped up in one of the pots that surround their battlefield, with absolutely no warnings.

" Ahaha!! " The demon laughed, as he tried to snatch Muichiro and take his head.

The boy evaded at the right moment and tried to cut of the demon's limbs. He breathed, concentrating, and performed his breathing technique.

In mere seconds, he severed the demon's limbs.

" Argh! You bastard..! " The demon uttered, and attempted to hurt the pillar.

Muichiro backed away and hit a tiny pot behind him. In that tiny pot, the demon popped up on and scratched the pillar's back. Having been hit by a strong force, Muichiro flew and hit a tree.

" You speak big words, yet your strength is pitiful and weak! It won't be long, you'll get to join your allies in no time.. here in my beautiful work of art! "

Muichiro grunted, as he tried to pick himself back up.
" Shut the fuck up, your breath fucking stinks. "

He stood up tall, tightly gripping his nichirin blade. The demon turned his head and faced Muichiro, provoked by his harsh words.