Time Travel Shenanigans (Kimetsu no Yaiba Reader Insert)

You and Inosuke Taunt Demons

You felt uncomfortable the minute you stepped into the red light district. And the bustling of prostitutes and their customers were definitely the reason for that. All your life, your dad told you not to go into the bad parts of town. But here you were, decked out in the kimono your haori had morphed into. It made you look like you were tied up with many purple vines. 'Totally subtle,' you thought. Thank god you didn't have any makeup on. Well, that was because you attacked Uzui whenever he tried to put it on you.

As you and the boys dressed as girls walked about, you kept yourself hidden from the general public. From what you could tell, none of them seemed to mind it. Even as you approached one of the houses, you hid behind them. Uzui was pretty annoyed by this.

"Oh dear me," said the hostess as she saw the boys. "These are some ugly girls."

"Not at our place," a man said. "We just brought in a new girl a few days ago, sorry."

There was a moment of silence, but you couldn't really pay attention to that as Uzui was forcefully grabbing your arm. 'Can he at least not give me a bruise,' you thought.

"Well, one should be okay," the hostess said.

Uzui cut his focus off you, and back to the hostess. "Then I'll entrust one of them to you, I'm sorry ma'am," he said. 'Sorry that you almost broke my arm,' you thought.

"Then we'll take the one in the middle, she seems so honest."

The hostess gestured to Tanjirou, whose code-name was Sumiko. You thought of the name because of your grandmother. She mentioned someone's name that had 'Sumi' at the beginning of it. You couldn't remember the context though.

"I'll work as hard as I can," Tanjirou said. His voice was trying too hard to be a girl.

You all went your separate ways with Tanjirou. Hopefully no one would question Nezuko's box while he's there.

"And then there were three," you said.

"You're going in the front next time," Uzui said. Which made you flinch out of shock.

"Just because I'm the only girl doesn't mean I need to be sold right away," you said.

"I heard that."

"You were supposed to."

You looked away from the hashira. Even if this was fake, the situation kinda made you feel like a victim. If this were in your time, someone would label it as human trafficking. 'Are you proud dad? I became a fake prostitute to save lives,' you thought.

"Hey, there's like a bunch of people over there," Inosuke pointed to a huge crowd. It was mostly full of men, but there were a few nicely dressed women. They surrounded a woman with a lot of hair decorations. Her head must've been super heavy from all that was on it. She even had on a fancy kimono.

Uzui took a gander at the scene. "Oh, it's an oiran parade," he said. "It's Koinatsu from the Tokito house. The highest ranked prostitute in the house is going to greet one of her customers. In any case, she's flamboyant. She has a bunch of people following her."

'Damn, it's like getting verified on Twitter,' you thought. It's been so long since you've even heard that app's name. You wondered how long it would take to get used to modern society once you got back.

You noticed Zenitsu getting right in Uzui's face. His not so subtle angry face was showing up. "Wife?! Is that your wife?!" he yelled. "Is that beauty your wife? She's too much! Don't tell me all three of your wives are that beautiful!"

Uzui had gotten tired of the questions, and punched Zenitsu in the face. "She's not my wife," he said. "You'll know if my wives are on the lists."

You looked back at the crowd, noticing someone walking towards you. It was a middle aged woman that seemed to be staring at you and Inosuke, who was looking at the oiran. You shut your eyes tight while holding onto the end of Inosuke's sleeve. Maybe if you thought hard enough, she'd go away. That's something Lunars could do right? Yet you could still feel a piercing stare on the both of you.