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"I would never fall for him, ever again."
After the last fight between the Demon Slayer Corps and Kibutsuji Muzan. The world has finally rise with peace and honour. With new rumors spread around about the Demon Slayer Corps' going to b...
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- Hamada Aishito & Hamada Minato -
/ These two are Sanemi's students. Minato had trained under him for more than 2 years, and carried the title of his recent tsuguko. While Aishito, she was determined to become a demon slayer, for some obvious reasons. /
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16:00
A stray chunk of her light brown hair swayed as if caught in a breeze, brushing at the redness of her cheek as her voice vividly sparked in the air. Drawing a deep breath, Aishito held her head down, shame slowly sipping her confidence away.
Deep down, Aishito knew more than anyone that her question is stupid. And immature. Totally insufficient to be answered by a respectful person like Shinazugawa Sanemi, her new and very first trainer.
What a disgrace. She let herself squeak out a gasp, squeezing her palms close to her tightened chest. Many times she had recalled being named that way;a disgrace.
"I must be... a disgrace to you, right?" Her mind was absent at the time she uttered that, and she was taken aback when Sanemi suddenly yanked her by her shoulders.
Aishito gawked up and lost, she felt herself sinking at the way Sanemi was staring at her. His face creased, his scary and intimidated looks were never there, he was pursing his lips so tight to the point that they turn pale.
"Just what... makes you think that way?" His voice cracked at the edge, it almost sounds like he was carrying an overwhelming burden on his back.
Hearing him broke something within her, Aishito felt helpless and restless at the same time. She gaped, closing her mouth again, unsure of her own words, scared of what kind of reply would she spit out.
"It's..." Smile. I need to smile and laugh it off. Her lips quivered hardly and Aishito found herself shivering under some kind of hidden threat. She dragged her gaze back to the ground.
"It's just... a silly thought, haha. I'm sorry for asking you stupid questi-"
"Aishito." Sanemi squeezed her shoulders this time. His jaw tightened, his pale purple eyes flashed a warning.
Aishito's stomach flipped.
She knew it was no use, she had a hunch it would bring herself nothing good. Sanemi is not someone who can be easily deceived, he would certainly know without having to be directly told.
