Eye Patch Girl (KnY)

Are You Cosplaying An Orange

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        "Bye!" They said a farewell and went on their way, going to the next mission. Tamayo had fixed their injuries to the best of her ability, she couldn't heal bones in an instant but she could help them somewhat, Yushiro seemed to have warmed up to her and Nezuko a little but they'd have to move locations now that they'd been found out by other non-allied demons. In fact, Tamayo and Yushiro both helped her out with learning about medicine, after she realized just how little some people knew on first aid, she made it a minor priority to begin learning more about medicines.

        Soon, they found a road with someone yelling, it was the boy from Final Selection who was the reincarnation of an orange, or at least an eyesore because his hair was bright yellow, but he was harassing a girl.

        'Poor girl, I think we should help her....' Himo thought, Tanjiro seemed to be having the same thought as her as they kept walking closer. She backed the girl up as Tanjiro dealt with the boy, and stood between her and the yellow hair but she seemed to be offended by what he'd said and started to hit him angrily, "Considering I already have a fiance, that exactly what I've been trying to say!" The girl slapped him and started yelling again at him as the yellow haired cried.

        "Hey! Calm down!" She held the girl back as the yellow haired cried, after Tanjiro diffused the situation, was then left to probably go back to her home and the boy started crying and yelling at them. "Jeez, do you have half a mind? Don't ask random people to marry you..." She sighed, having dealt with the situation as best they could at the time though figured they maybe could've done things a little differently.

        "You marry me then!" Zenitsu yelled at her. Tanjiro edged away out of fear, she could take this one. Her face instantly changed into the angriest look he'd yet to see coming from her. "....If it wasn't illegal, I'd break your legs. And no thanks, I'll pass, hope you fuck right off!~" She said right back in an eerily angry way despite not yelling, he seemed scared of her and backed down. Tanjiro also shook his head, he was angry too but he knew Himo could talk for herself, there was no need for him to be involved in this fight.

        As they walked, Zenitsu could only really look away as Himo glared daggers at him for so long that Tanjiro eventually had to walk in-between them and she stopped looking so angry. She wasn't all bad though, he could hear she was quite kind and a good person as she pulled out some extra food saved to share with them as they walked. Making their way up the mountain, they found a strange scene:

        "Hey, why are there kids here?" Himo asked, there were two kids huddled in the bushes on the edge of the forest, terrified of the house in front of them...suspicious. The house seemed rather old for the time, made entirely out of wood with sliding doors, on a hill with seemingly no water pump, there wasn't much of a village nearby either so it would be rather inconvenient to live here.

        Tanjiro pulled out the sparrow that belonged to Zenitsu that had been with him ever since it had to sit through that mess earlier and entertained the kids a bit to calm them down and Himo held out her hand, then made shadows of a dragon swimming in the sea, it was easy because there were more shadows here. So manipulating the shadows was quite easy for her to do here. Even Tanjiro was surprised that someone could do such things that looked like magic, but soon the kids calmed down enough to explain what happened.

      "So, as you were walking during the night, a demon grabbed your brother? And you followed him here, this house belongs to a demon as well?" She summarized to them and they nodded while shaking together and eying the house nervously, confirming her thoughts. "Well you two are really brave, we'll get your brother back we promise!" Tanjiro said, Himo agreed, setting her hands on both the children's heads with a smile of reassurance and then standing.