~Timeskip brought by yours truly bc I don’t wanna write a fight scene~
We were panting by the time the fight was over. Buildings were wreaked around us as the two sibling’s heads were staring at each other, cursing at each other for not protecting each other.
“Please just stop fighting..”I remove my mask as tears were sliding down my face.
“You two are siblings, don’t fight with each other..”I wipe the tears as I sat down.
“I just hope that you two will have a better life in the next run.”I pray with my eyes closed.
“So please don’t fight.”I pat their heads with a sad look.
Daki sighs as she looks at me with regret and sorrow before apologising to me and Gyutaro.
“You better be with us in our next life then got it?”She shouts at me, closing her eyes as the two disintegrated, leaving their ashes.
“Sure, I will be there as your younger sister.”I smile at the two.
Demon pov:
Akaza stood in the Infinity Fortress as he looks about.
‘If I got summoned here, that means…’
‘An Uppermoon was killed by the demon slayers.’
The other Uppermoons appear with him, waiting for Muzan to come in.
“Nakime, has Muzan-sama arrived?”
Usually, he would call her Biwa woman but it seems that Haru’s influence rubbed off of him to call her by her name instead.
“No.”
“What about uppermoon 1, He wouldn’t have lost.”
They began to talk among each other when Douma came to talk with Akaza.
“Move your arm.”Akaza strikes his neck, although he regenerated in an instant.
“Whoa.Nice punch you got there, Did you get stronger since the last time we met?”
Akaza had veins pop on his face as he glares at Douma.
“Uppermoon 1 was the first to arrive. He has been here the whole time.”
It was then they could see him at a lower flooring.
“Muzan-sama is here..” He trails off as Akaza looks at him in shock.
They all look up to see him in a two-piece suit, mixing something with his lab materials.
Muzan went on to announce that Uppermoon 6 is dead, saying that he was worthless due to his humanity, even going as far as saying that he didn’t expect much from them.
Gyokko spoke out, saying that he had information that would achieve his dream. He ended up with his head on Muzan’s hand.
“The one thing I hate is ‘change’.”He glares at the head.
“Changes in circumstances.Changes in body.Changes in emotion.In most cases. Every change is ‘Degradation’.It is decline.”
He continues to talk about his displeasure that a Uppermoon has been killed in 113 years.
“Don’t get all excited and give my information if you haven’t confirmed it yet.”He released the head to fall onto the ground.
He leaves saying that if Gokko can confirm his information, he will head over there with Hantengu.
Douma goes over to the severed head to ask for the information, to be struck from behind by Akaza.
“Did Muzan-sama give you orders? Get lost.”He glares at him.
Akaza’s hand was then dropped to the ground when he finished that sentence.
“Akaza…You..Went too far.”Kokushibo then appears in front of Akaza.
Akaza’s eyes widen as Douma continues to speak.
“Its fine Kokushibo-dono!! I have absolutely no problems with what he did.”Douma’s head finished regenerating before flashing his usual smile.
“I am only saying this due to the fact I am troubled over him disrupting the hierarchy but he’s also making cracks in our entire subordinate relationship.”
They continue to bicker before Kokushibo left with Akaza saying he would kill him for sure.
Akaza then left when Douma tried to continue to keep up a conversation with him.
Then it was Gokko’s turn as Nakime strung her biwa, resulting in Gokko and Hantengu disappearing.
Douma then turned to Nakime to ask if she wants to hang out or at least tries to.
Nakime answers with a firm ‘No.’ before sending him back to his cult.
Douma just sighs at them being so cold to him before going back to his duties.
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My pov:
I walk about the Butterfly estate as I was helping Shinobu with her patients.
It’s been almost two months since Tanjiro slips into a deep sleep, wondering what happened to him.
Zenitsu and Inosuke were already up and running while he was still asleep.
I sigh as I walk towards the hallway with his room. I stop to see it open, curious I went ahead to check up on it.
I peek inside to see Kanao talking to Tanjiro, I mentally gasp at the sight.
“Kanao-chan~”I call out to her, making her slightly jump.
“Haru-san?How long have you been there?”She blushes as she thought I had the wrong idea of her situation.
“Just long enough to see you with Tanjiro~”I tease her as I came into the room.
“I-“Her face just burst into different shades of red as I went over to his side to check on his body.
“Hmm seems like your body has made a full recovery!”I gave a thumbs up.
“You can probably start your recovery training tomorrow.”I wave at them before leaving, chuckling at Kanao’s face.
I walk back to my estate to see how my students were doing so far.
“Haru-san!”Kaki rushes up to me and I entered.
“Oof! You’re heavy Kaki!”I stumble back a bit before regaining my footing.
He chuckles before releasing the hug.
“Are you two going for the Final Selections soon?”I pat his head.
He hums in response, showing me his outfit and katana ready to leave.
They actually haven’t taken the Final Selection, none of them has as they all wanted to take it at the same time, at a suitable age.
Since the twins just turned 12 years old, Mako has been planning to enter the Final Selections with the rest of the group.
“Hmm, I see. Do look out for each other okay?”I grin as I ruffle his hair as the rest of the group comes out to see me.
“Do take care okay?”I cross my arms as they set out after giving me their goodbyes.
“Haa I can remember them being so small just yesterday. It’s like I am a proud mother, watching my kids grow up strong to leave the nest.”I giggle before going back into my estate to rest.
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I watch as Tanjiro goes under the same training from before, stretching out his muscles after being asleep for two months.
He struggles as the trio helps him, “I can’t stretch flat out-“
Then I suddenly remember his sword being chipped so I nervously ask the trio if he received a new sword yet.
“Haganezuka-san has sent some letters.W-would you like you to see them?”
I sweatdrop as I glance at his letters, written in black ink containing curse words and having no new sword for Tanjiro.
“Wow and I thought my forger was bad.”I look away from the letters.
Tanjiro just sighs as one of the triplets went ahead to say that most people damage their sword so maybe it was Hanganezuka-san that was the one being difficult here.
“How about you pay a visit to him in the village then?”I sip my cup of tea.
“Village?”He tilts his head in confusion.
“All the swordsmiths lives there.”
“Wait, I can go there?”Tanjiro questions, giving us another confused look.
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