𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 × 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 [OLD]
𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾
It was an inn.
Rooms were located on the second level of the building while the Check-In and restaurant were located on the first.
Y/n sensed a demon nearby, likely in the forest at the edge of the town. She wouldn't take action until she'd eaten.
...what? She was hungry.
"Paws off, Shiori."
"Huh? C'mon, y/n, I've been helping you all day! At least share a little bit...!"
"No, it's mine."
Y/n had lifted her mask only a little so she could eat but Genya could practically feel her glaring at the cat sitting on her lap.
There'd been no sign of a demon so far so the two demon slayers relaxed a little bit.
Y/n was certainly enjoying herself.
She'd had several servings of food.
And was still eating.
Just watching her eat that much made Genya feel just a little bit sick... wasn't she going to throw up?
"Hey, Scarface!" Shiori exclaimed, "I'm gonna go see if there's anything suspicious going on! Don't try anything funny while I'm gone!"
The cat ran off, leaving y/n and Genya alone, the sounds of people chilling in the Inn filling the silence.
Neither of them spoke.
When it was time to catch some Zs, the two idiots got settled on completely opposite sides of the room.
Y/n didn't bother using a futon, sitting in the corner of the room and dozing off there within a few minutes.
(The floor is super comfy, yall have no idea)
The two idiots stayed in the village for a couple of days and if Genya was being honest... y/n was acting rather strange...
"Genya! Look!" y/n chirped, running over to the boy and poking his face repeatedly, "There's a cute dog! Look, look, look!"
As she spoke, a little fluffy dog trotted over and barked at y/n to which she crouched down and hugged it, laughing.
"Isn't he just adorable?" y/n cooed, "You're such a good boy~! A very good boy!"
Genya was less surprised about her attitude. He wanted to know why the dog didn't bolt at the sight of her damn mask-
Really strange...
"This is really good...! Here! Take a bite!" y/n chimed and before Genya could think to protest, she shoved food in his mouth.
'Wtf is wrong with her????'
It was several days of dealing with this terrifying version of the masked Demon Slayer before y/n decided they should leave.
"We'll leave tomorrow morning." y/n hummed as she settled down in her spot on the floor in the corner.
"But what about the demon?" Genya questioned, "We haven't done anything since we've gotten here and that demon is still lurking around."
"But haven't you noticed?" y/n asked, Genya being unable to tell if she was confused or not due to that scary 🍑 mask, "Nobody has been taken recently."
It was true, nobody had been taken in the past few days it was rather peaceful.
'That doesn't matter... as soon as we leave, the demon will just go back to eating people!' Genya thought.
"Well. Goodnight." y/n said abruptly.
Genya couldn't sleep. Not a single wink. He was really frightened by y/n's odd attitude.
It was a couple of hours before he looked over to y/n's corner only to find that she was no longer there.
In fact... she wasn't in the room at all!
"What the..." Genya squinted.
He hadn't even heard nor saw her leave.
She truly was on another level.
But where could she be?
Genya paused, thinking deeply before recalling how she kept glancing at the forest near the town. The one just behind the inn.
Perhaps that was it?
Well, well, well, Genya is actually smart.
He found that forest and headed on in.
Deeper in the forest, wayyy out of Genya's hearing range, y/n was going at it with a tree. Yes. A tree.
Y/n hopped out the way as a massive root tore itself from the earth, lashing out to strike her only to miss. The sound of soil being moved caught her attention and twisted her body mid-air, just barely avoiding another root which lashed out to hit her.
"Yikes." y/n mumbled as she landed safely, "I was thinking that the demon here would be strong, considering it's eaten so many humans, but it makes more sense that it's a complete coward."
The trees around her seemed to tremble with rage before the roots in the earth started to go ballistic, tearing themselves from the soil to lash out at the masked slayer.
Wind Breathing, First Form
Dust Whirlwind Cutter
There came a shriek as y/n's blade tore through each of the roots nearly effortlessly, sending wood, flesh, and blood flying through the air.
Y/n kept slicing as she headed straight for the tree that had released that shriek, eyes flashing beneath her mask as she plunged her hand straight through the bark.
She internally cringed at the feeling of warmth and flesh, something that you should not feel from a tree, but grabbed ahold of her target before ripping them out.
Hands grabbed desperately at y/n's wrists as a demon with the white hair wiggled around in her grasp, tears gathering in her eyes.
"PLEASE! PLEASE, DON'T KILL ME!!!" the demon cried, eyes wide, "I WON'T EAT ANOTHER HUMAN, I SWEAR!!!"
Y/n frowned.
'Lower Rank Four, huh?'
The demon slayer let out a small sigh, "A Lower Moon? Kibutsuji will just let any demon in his ranks now, eh? Pathetic bastard."
The demon halted.
"D-Don't..."
Y/n drew her attention back to the demon.
The Lower Rank looked terrified, seconds away from pissing herself, but the veins in her face were visible as she gritted her sharp teeth.
Her sharp nails began to digs into y/n's wrist, tearing into her flesh and sending jolts of pain along y/n's wrist and hand.
"Don't insult Muzan-sama!" the lower moon screamed as the trees came to life yet again, roots reaching for y/n with the intention to crush her.
'I got careless.'
Y/n released the demon and jumped back, ignoring the agonizing pain in her hand as the demon's claws damn near mangled her hand.
Had they dug any deeper, y/n would've lost her hand.
Not giving a moment to rest, one root coiled around her ankle and another came to grab at her injured wrist when she moved to free herself.
Y/n choked on air as the pain in her hand intensified significantly, body tending up briefly. That brief moment of surprise was all it took for the riots to coil around y/n, completely covering her and hanging her upside down in the air.
The slayer wasn't concerned about the fact that she'd been caught, more so the awful stench and the fact that the inside of her little cocoon was all slimy and 💩.
Ugh... the smell would stick to her clothes for days...
"The audacity..." the lower moon panted, "Talking about Muzan-sama in such a way...!"
Y/n pouted, 'And what about it?'
"Who do you think you are?!" the demon spat, clearly furious, "I'll admit, I was worried when you and that other scary slayer showed up, but turns out, I had nothing to worry about! You're just a sorry little—!"
The demon broke off with a high pitched scream when y/n's fist plunged through the encasing of tree roots, mere inches from the Lower Moon who had walked closer to talk 💩.
Her fist remained unmoved even as the roots tried to suck it back into the cocoon, and she flashed the demon the middle finger right before her hand was dragged back.
"You're one sloppy demon." y/n stated simply, "Kill first, talk 💩 later. If demons did that, at the very least, you could've achieved a whole lot more by now."
"Shut up!" the Lower Moon snapped, "What do you know, you crazy wench?! You'll die soon enough!"
"It's no wonder you're a lower moon." y/n continued, "Whatever your blood demon art uses to break down bodies, it works slow as hell. That's why you hide instead of fighting up front. Because your demon art is the most useless."
"SHUT UP!" the demon's voice rose to a screech as she lunged for where y/n was still wrapped up, "I'LL KILL YOU!!!"
There was a loud BANG followed by a sudden increase in pitch of the demon's incessant screaming as the entire top half of her head was shot off.
She dropped to the ground, writhing in agony and sobbing, "ANOTHER ONE?! DAMN YOU BOTH, DAMN YOU!!!"
Genya, the one who'd shot the demon, scowled at her as she had a meltdown in the forest floor, "What the 🚚?"
She looked up at him as her head began to heal, eyes wide with rage and filled to the brim with tears, "DAMN IT, FILTHY SLAYERS, YOU CAN BOTH DIE TOGETHER! YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING, LOVEY DOVEY, BRATS-!"
Genya paused, "Now wait a damn—"
Yet again, y/n punched right through the cocoon and managed to bring her whole arm through this time, looping it around the demon's neck and dragging her close to the cocoon as she screamed.
She clawed at y/n's arm, and it looked like it reallyyyy hurt, but she still managed to shout in a steady voice, "Genya! Take her head off already!"
"Eh— but I'll shoot you!"
"I don't care, do it!"
Genya took aim only for a thinner root to fly out of nowhere and coil around his gun, attempting to tic it from his grasp.
"Damn it, let go!"
As Genya was fighting with a 🚚ing tree root, y/n decided to pitch in a bit more. She pressed her body against the inside of the cocoon, trying to keep her head above the liquid which was slowly beginning to gather inside as she shifted her hand enough to dig her fingers into the demon's eyes.
The lower moon let out another scream, and y/n gagged when she felt warm blood coat her fingers, but now wasn't the time to be grossed out.
It was really an odd sight for an unsuspecting normal human who could possibly walk by at the moment.
A demon wriggling in the grasp of an arm sticking out of a mass of roots which were oozing a suspicious liquid that was definitely toxic asf.
And a scary looking kid with a mohawk literally dodging bullets as a 🚚ing tree tried to put holes in him.
Well. This is the Demon Slayer Corps, ig.
"GENYA!" y/n shouted from inside the mass of roots.
The boy was a tad bit too occupied to reply, dodging as the gun wielding root tried to smack him with his own firearm, only to get bitten by the little 💩.
The Lower Moon, still having her eyes gouged out by y/n as they constantly regenerated, let out another scream.
Genya had an idea.
"Y/n! Keep her still for as long as you can!"
No reply from y/n, but Genya did see her arm lock in tighter around the struggling Lower Moon.
Genya gave the trees around him a look, already anticipating the killer diarrhea he'd be having later. Demons weren't exactly the best thing to digest, you see. It was already a miracle that Genya could eat and digest them and their demon arts, but it came with a consequence.
We won't speak of it any further.
'Someone else is at risk of dying here.' Genya reminded himself, 'I can worry about the after effects later.'
And so, Genya got to munching.
He chowed down on any tree root that came his way, ripping and tearing as he made a partial transformation into a demon.
On the bright side, the Lower Moon felt all of it.
And boy, did that 💩 hurt like hell.
One and a half hours of an all you can eat buffet later, the demon was on the ground gasping for air. Her eyes were filled with tears and she was snotting everywhere as she let out quiet sobs. Ew, girl, get a tissue.
"Kill me now! Just kill me!" she wept, "I can't take this torture anymore, just kill me already!"
Genya obliged.
Upon slicing the demon's head off, her root cocoon began to deteriorate along with her body. Genya took to tossing the disintegrating roots out the way, and out of the cocoon fell y/n. As naked as a baby.
"HOLY 💩!!!" Genya let out a girlish shriek, literally dropping y/n and darting back as quickly as he could.
He only realized what he did when y/n groaned.
"💩-! My bad!" he said frantically, removing his yukata and rushing over to y/n to wrap it around her instead.
Her mask was almost completely melted, falling off her face in fragments just large enough to barely reveal her tired expression as Genya covered her up.
"Sorry..." y/n groaned, not moving from her spot as Genya made sure nothing private was showing, "Liquid... dissolved my... ugh... stinks..."
Genya had enough intellect to understand.
He hesitated very briefly but scooped her up to carry her instead. She grimaced and rested her head against his shoulder with a quiet huff.
"Hey, you alive?" Genya demanded, but didn't recieve a reply from y/n. He frowned, carefully leaning down a bit until his cheek was inches away from her face.
His face was burning up with embarrassment as he assured himself that it was only to make sure she was still breathing. Thankfully, she still was!
She'd simply fallen asleep.
Y/n's expression was peaceful as her eyelids fluttered every now and then. She'd fallen asleep that quickly, yikes.
'Her arm looks pretty 🚚ed to too...' Genya noted as he looked towards her arm which she'd used to keep the demon in place.
It was nearly entirely covered in blood, not just her own, which meant she'd have to get that checked out soon. There was so much, Genya couldn't even see the wounds!
"OI! SCARFACE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH Y/N!???" Shiori demanded, running over and standing on her hind legs and furiously bat at Genya's face, "Back off you pervert! Degenerate! Debauchee! I'm not gonna let you have your way with my y/n, no way in hell!"
"Shut up, fur for brains, I'm not doing 💩!" Genya snapped back, dodging before the cat could scratch him.
"That's what they all say! Fight me!"
"Pipe down, pipsqueak!"
"Eat 🍑, Demon Eater!"
~~~ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ•°*
"I'm fine, really." y/n stated, frowning.
She was chilling in the butterfly estate, feeling better and no longer having to worry about her arm that had been damn near mangled.
It hadn't completely healed, and still kinda hurt.
For that reason, Sanemi insisted on feeding his Tsuguko even though she was perfectly capable of feeding herself.
"Shut the 🚚 up and eat!" Sanemi snapped before shoving the spoonful of soup into y/n's mouth to which she whined in protest but ate anyways.
"When can I go? If I don't leave soon, I won't be able to go on the Mission with Rengoku!" y/n said frantically, reaching for her mask where it sat on the nightstand only for Sanemi to harshly slap her hand away, "Shinazugawa-sannnn!"
"Quit whining and finish eating!"
"But I ate already-"
"EAT MORE, YOU NEED YOUR STRENGTH!"
Y/n reluctantly obeyed, no longer complaining as the Wind Hashira fed her much to her dismay and embarrassment.
"Are you worried?" y/n asked after a while, a frown on her gentle and almost timid features.
"No, I've just got a bad feeling." Sanemi huffed and y/n's frown deepened as she dodged the spoon agin.
"You're worried."
"Tsk, I'm not!" Sanemi said sharply before rubbing the space between y/n's brows, "And stop frowning, you'll leave a permanent mark if you keep doing that shit."
Y/n blinked once before smiling instead, "There's no need to be worried, Shinazugawa-san! I can take care of myself!"
"I know you can." Sanemi grumbled before forcing another spoonful of food into y/n's mouth, "Now eat, you little shit."
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- Shiori scratched up Genya's face but stopped when she realized he might actually drop y/n
- Sanemi thought y/n was dead when she was brought to the Butterfly Estate
- Y/n goes completely limp when she's asleep and appears to be dead
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