KENSHO bnha x kny BOOK ONE completed

CHAPTER ELEVEN

MERAKI
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the costume subsidy. before entering the academy, one is asked to send in a report of their quirk and body specifications. the affiliated company attached to the school then takes that information and makes their clients design, it's a smooth system for sure.

" i've never really needed clothing that suited my abilities before, i've only ever really worn traditionally trending clothing..." misa admitted as she stared down at the blank form. " how does one choose an outfit to wear permanently? one that when seen, is associated with you. "

" i guess just design something that you like. " shoto oh so helpfully shrugged, continuing to draw his preferred costume. " something that looks good, is practial, and works with your...abilities. "

" thank you for your help, sho-kun. " misa deadpanned. she leaned back onto the couch in the todoroki household as her mind drew a blank. she could design another yukata to wear, or she could go with something completely different.

and then it hit her, her latest love always wore the same uniform. a yellow gradient haori with a white triangular print. she found the uniform quite cute when they first met on natagumo mountain, and so she began to sketch.

" hm? you figured it out? " shoto hummed, leaning back into the couch from his seat on the floor. " can i see? "

"..." shoto looked at her masterpiece with a blank stare before looking up to misa's childishly proud grin and playfully wiggled her eyebrows.

" you're nearly a millennium old and this is your best sketch? " shoto questioned in disbelief.

" hey! coloured pencils were invented two years before i died for real! " misa defended herself. " and, in those last two years i was conspiring with my fathers enemy to murder him! i had no time for leisurely pleasures such as colouring. "

" i don't know what's sadder, being older than coloured pencils, planning to kill your dad with an organisation or thinking colouring is a leisurely activity. " shoto snorted, and he thought he had it bad. and he does, for a human.

" atleast my dad is dead. " misa shot back and exhaled an obnoxious ' hah '

" touchè " shoto sighed and looked over at her second sheet of diagrams.

" is there a meaning behind this design? it's uhm... interesting? " shoto inquired. misa chuckled quietly.

" it belonged to a human i was quite fond of. " misa explained with a warm smile. " he was actually there when we defeated my father, he was the only one by my side as my body deteriorated, becoming nothing more than a memory. "

" what was his name? " shoto continued his array of questions.

" agatsuma zenitsu. he was the only non-hashira demon slayer to have feats only hashira were capable of. he created a new, original form in his breathing style that has multiple users, he also defeated an upper rank kizuki by himself. " misa explained.

" was he a reincarnation, and what are those ranks? you didn't mention them at the park..." shoto pointed out. misa hummed and ended it with a chuckle in realisation, guess some things do slip by her.

" i guess i didn't. see, members of the demon slayer corps are separated into ten different ranks. from lowest rank to highest, the ranks are: mizunoto, mizunoe, kanoto, kanoe, tsuchinoto, tsuchinoe, hinoto, hinoe, kinoto, kinoe—

and within the demon slayer corps, there was a group of elites known as hashiras. that group consisted of the most powerful combatants in the organization. the hashiras, in accordance with their great strength, were the most highly ranked members of the corps, second only to the leader of the organization—

in order to become eligible to become a hashira, a demon slayer must either have successfully killed fifty demons or killed a member of the twelve kizuki, which were a group of the most powerful demons in existence who served directly under my father, the demon lord, kibutsuji muzan. "

" were you a kizuki? "

" i was, for close to three centuries before we encountered a demon slayer called tsugikuni yoriichi. myself and a personal friend of mine managed to escape my father's curse, and for five hundred years, we hid ourselves from his little underlings. "

" this sounds like a shonen jump backstory.. " shoto hummed, thinking back to all the shonen jump manga that fuyumi bought him because he was in that age demographic, he didnt have the heart to tell her he wasn't interested in manga. " id love to see a manga made by the great artist, misa-chan! " he teased, referring to her god awful artistic skills.

" i don't know what a shonen jump is, but it would make for a good fictional novel. " misa giggled at the idea of people finding her twisted backstory being so interesting that they would pay just to read it.