ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇs||sʜɪɴᴀᴢᴜɢᴀᴡᴀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs and Child Reader

CHAPTER II- BULLSEYE!!!

While you were merrily skipping around the Butterfly Estate, you caught a glimpse of your older brother, Genya, who just came out of the estate after a regular check up on his marechi body. Running to him, you unexpectedly encounterdd a blind spot on a rock and tripped.

There was a huge scar on your forehead and bruises on your elbows and knees. Blood was dripping. Couldn't endure it, you let it all out, which worried your older brother.

Y/n: WAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Genya: Y/n! Why does your forehead have a huge scar?! Also, why are their bruises?! Please be moree careful next time!

Y/n: WAHHHHHH!!! IT'S THAT STUPID ROCK BLOCKING MY WAAAAY!!!

Genya: Don't cry, Y/n. Onii-chan is here. I'll take you to the Butterfly Estate so that your allies will tend to your wounds.

Y/n: But Genya Onii-chan, everything hurts and I can't walk!!! And you just came to the estate!!!

Genya: Don't worry, I can carry you there. Why would I let you walk? Just calm down and everything will be ok. It's not that you would die from it instantly. Aniki and I know the pain, so you're in good hands.

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An hour after you and Genya entered the estate, you keft with a bandage on your forehead, and less noticeable bruises. It still hurts, but not the intense pain experienced a while ago.

Instead of going home, both of you went to the little training site where wooden target marks carved in the tree trunks. You released a interrogation to your brother in homogenous curiosity and confusion. Was this his own system of training? It looked a bit odd.
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Y/n: Onii-chan, what are these here?

Genya: These are for my special self-training. I'm not like other demon slayers whom wiled swords. Honestly, I don't unleash breaths, because I have no capacity to do so. My sword grip is pretty slim anyways; so it's either too heavy to carry or it slips from my arms easily through my tough sweat.

Y/n: Then if you can't use a sword and have breaths like Sanemi Onii-chan, whay do you use?

Genya: I use a gun. Questionable, but I'm actually skilled at releasing tension through the bullets, which can penetrate demon flesh in my ease. Although I could locate weak points and it's support, it may take some time. So everyday I train my senses here to refinement to pinpoint the threads faster.

Y/n:I've never heard of a demon slayer using a gun in battle. How is that possible?

Genya: You see, the truth is a bit shocking, but I eat demons and gain temporary demon attributes for combat. So I have Blood Demon Art as well. I can wield a gun with my own flesh. I won't tell you the rest, since you're still a kiddy to learn gore's nature.

Y/n: *hugs Genya tightly* Whaaat?! That's so scary!!! How did you got the spot when you make a gun with your skin, eat demons to get their powers, and be a demon?!

Genya: Secret. One thing I know is that I'm not a professional at handling these attributes, so recory time won't be as swift as an upper moon's. And if I get my limbs diced, then I would die in a few hours, unless I consume a demon's aesthetic to regerate faser.

Y/n: B-but what if you get sliced in half?

Genya: Well if I'm precise, then in an hour or 50 minutes, I would disintegrate from blood loss, which is how demons perish. Besides, I'm confirmed as a marechi, so I have a rare blood type.

Y'n: Nii-chaaan!!! Don't scare me with your knowledge on being a marechi!!!

Genya: *chuckles* Silly, that's what you wanted to know. I'm spitting facts here, so there's no use of being a crybaby.

Y/n: I know. I'm not dumb.

Genya: Hmm, why not I show you how to blast bullets with precision. Whaddya say?

Y/n: Sure, but don't hurt yourself k? I just wanna see how the process is done.

Genya: Sure. But you didn't say I couldn't explain to you how *winks*                            
Y/n: *sighs* Fiiine I'll just go watch you from behind. Now go explain.                           
Genya: Ok, so first of all, you make sure you're in contact with your target. Then you move a step back to prevent any nearby attacks from your target.                                  

Y/n: *yawns* Can't you just show me how to position your gun and aim at your target properly...?                                                                                                                                
Genya: Ah, sure...

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Without a second thought, Genya demonstrated the process of improving one's perspective of concentration, and fired a dozen of bullets. Each second almost lasted a minute. The sounds triggered your fright , but somehow, an unexpected ability crashed in your inner sight. You were able to see motion picture of tension releasing in a slow pace, as if you could see more than just a glimpse of the see-through world. It was stunning, and you just wonder if it was a personal talent of yours. Stopping time with just your subtle eyes is just like burning coal inside your seme-circulars, since stopping time takes patience and perseverance.

After the short once in a blue moon presentation, your jaw dropped, seeing the dozens of bullets landed on the target with the most efficient accuracy and precision (I can't explain it). You indulged yourself in a self-interrogation on how the heck can a demon slayer with an exception of swords and breaths, kill a demon. It was the day you realized that your older brother, Genya, was the first person in the whole record in the Demon Slaying Corps to wield a gun. Sana ol.

(Naol. Some spoilers from the manga though. Sorry 😵)

(Word count: 966 words)