Previously..
As soon as he was in a close enough proximity to the demon, with more than enough momentum he had generated beforehand, Tanjiro created a concentrated single slash and because there were no other slices he needed to distribute his power evenly to, the morphing demon's thick neck was thoroughly penetrated, coming off clean as it's head was decapitated.
And as, the demon head fell off, Tanjiro descended to the ground.
Continuing on..
Tanjiro breathed heavily as he gazed at his sword, still in disbelief. His eyes caught a glimpse of his own burgundy orbs staring back at him from the metallic material of his blade as his lips curled out into a smile. He held the hilt of the blade tightly, tracing it with his fingers lightly. 'So... that was what it felt to kill a demon.' He thought. 'It felt so surreal.. But, I did it.. I really did it. All my hard work paid off, I could just burst into tears right now..'
He felt proud of himself, proud that his training wasn't a waste. Though, he still had far more room to grow and sprout to his fullest potential, it was still heartwarming.
A fit of coughs from a certain someone erupted from behind him, causing his eyes to broaden in realization as he remembered who it was, "[F/N]-san!" he immediately got up to his feet, scrambling his way to help her.
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Virago | Kimetsu No Yaiba [F! Reader Insert]
Fanficᴠɪ·ʀᴀ·ɢᴏ /ᴠƏˈʀÄꞬŌ/ ɴᴏᴜɴ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ, ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴀʀʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ; ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴇxᴇᴍᴘʟᴀʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴏɪᴄ Qᴜᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ. The Demon Slayer Corps, An organization unrecognized by the goverment. An organization, in which people are payed to kill the vile be...