𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 × 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 [OLD]
𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒-𝖥𝗈𝗎𝗋
"I'm terribly sorry, Tanjiro..."
"Please, don't apologize! You didn't do anything wrong!"
Funny how Tanjiro got his lights knocked out yet he was the one comforting the guilty y/n.
It'd been a little bit before Tanjiro had woken up after getting knocked out. A while before, the little boy ended up giving Muichiro the key so he'd go away.
Ah, yes. The little boy's name was Kotetsu!
The little boy that the duo had defended was a little surprised to see a whole demon slayer on the verge of crying about something as simple as her friend getting folded.
Anywho-
"I want to thank you both, I really appreciate what you did." Kotetsu told them after Tanjiro calmed y/n down, "It was surprising, really, but I'm really grateful."
"Oh, there's no need to thank us!" Tanjiro told the little boy, "But... that key. What was it for?"
"It was for a mechanical doll." Kotetsu replied.
"A mechanical doll?" Tanjiro echoed.
"Yes, my ancestors made it. It has a total of 108 different movements!" Kotetsu explained.
"Woah...! Amazing!" Tanjiro exclaimed, eyes bright.
"What's it for?" y/n asked with curious eyes.
"Its power is greater than that of a human's so it's used as a training dummy." Kotetsu told her.
"So he was going to train, huh?"
"Yes but the battle doll has worn down over all the years and it'll break soon!" Kotetsu said, clearly worried about the damage to the machine.
There was a loud noise nearby and y/n perked up.
It seemed like... fighting.
"What's that!?" Tanjiro exclaimed.
"He's probably started training." Kotetsu replied as he got up, "Come on, it's over here!"
Y/n and Tanjiro glanced at one another before following the small boy through the forest.
They eventually found Muichiro, the Hashira fighting with the battle doll that had mentioned earlier. It was quick, so quick that y/n was caught off guard at first.
It took a moment hut she was able to adjust and it wasn't long before she was able to keep up with its movements.
"Wow..." she breathed, 'Mui has gotten quite strong. Just look at him! Ugh, I'm so proud!'
"That right there is the battle doll my ancestors built all those years ago." Kotetsu murmured, "Yoriichi Type Zero."
Y/n deadpanned, "Yoriichi, huh?"
"It's arms... why are there six?" Tanjiro inquired.
"Well, according to my Dad, this battle doll was modeled after a real swordsmen." Kotetsu explained as the trio watched Muichiro fight the battle doll, "They had to give it six arms. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to replicate his movements."
"He looks a lot like Ko-chan..." y/n murmured as she observed the battle doll, "Quite similar, actually."
"Who's that?"
"My teacher."
"Your teacher? Either it's a coincidence or your teacher is over 400 years old." Kotetsu replied.
Tanjiro panicked, "Ah, well, it must be a coincidence then! Cause there's no way her teacher would be over 400 years old!"
Y/n didn't say anything nor was she worried. She was far too focused on watch the battle doll and its movements.
Then it clicked.
"What? 400?!"
"Yes, it was built in the Sengoku Era." Kotetsu confirmed with a little nod, "If it breaks now, there's no way of fixing it. My Dad is dead and I have no siblings so I have to be the one to fix it but I have no talent with blades or battle dolls."
Y/n snapped out of her daze, "Ah, I see now."
"This person is amazing." Tanjiro breathed as they went back to watching Muichiro, "He's just as young as I am but he's so talented."
"Well of course he is!" a loud voice exclaimed from below, "He's a descendant of one of the first breath users!"
Tanjiro, y/n and Kotetsu turned in alarm and fiund a crow staring up at them while looking as snobby as ever! Real long eyelashes as well.
"He's a genius! He's completely different from you." the crow... well... crowed. Y/n didn't like her or her face.
"Shut it, you damn bird!" Shiori snapped, hopping onto y/n's shoulder out of nowhere, "My y/n here is way better than that brat! She's stronger, faster, far more skilled, learned two breath styles and knows a breath style with sixteen forms! Beat that, feather brain!"
"Shiori!" y/n protested.
"And guess what! She's a descendant of the first breath user too! Eat 💩, feather brain!" Shiori cackled.
"SHUT UP, STUPID CAT!!!"
"MAKE ME, DAMNED CROW!!!"
Y/n watched warily as Shiori pounced on the poor little crow and the duo actually starting fighting.
"Stop that you two!" she snapped, snatching up Shiori and grabbing the crow by the neck before it could go at the cat again, "That's enough! You're so immature!"
She realized how roughly she was holding the bird and awkwardly set her down on the ground again.
"Hmph!" the crow huffed.
"So the Mist Hashira is super amazing." Tanjiro said then paused, "But he doesn't use Sun Breathing."
He didn't mean to offend anyone but Muichiro's crow took offense anyways and flew at Tanjiro, pulling on his face, "SHUT THE HELL UP!!! I'LL GOUGE YOUR EYES OUT!!!"
"Oh! The dream I saw! I saw him in a dream!" Tanjiro gasped and received perplexed looks from y/n and Shiori.
"You saw M- Tokito in a dream?" she questioned with an extremely disturbed look on her face.
"N-No! That's not what I meant! I meant the doll!"
"What? You're a total moron! There's no way you've seen the battle doll before unless you've been to this village more than once!" Muichiro's crow exclaimed.
"Uhm..." y/n raised her hand, "I found Yoriichi Type Zero familiar as well. He resembles someone I know."
Tanjiro regarded y/n for a moment then understood, realizing she was referring to her teacher. Upper Moon One... Kokushibo, was it?
"But you say you saw him in a dream?" y/n asked, "What was the dream like?"
Tanjiro opened his mouth to reply then stopped.
"I'm sorry, I must sound really weird..."
"N-No, not at all!" y/n protested.
"Maybe it was a memory passed on! There's a common saying in my village, Appearances aren't the only things that are inherited." Kotetsu agreed, "Living things pass on their memories as well. For example, someone knowing how to do something they've never done before. Those are inherited memories!"
"Ah! So the dream he saw might have been his ancestor's memories!" y/n realized.
"Exactly!" Kotetsu chirped.
"Ridiculous! Ridiculous!" the crow cawed.
"SHUT UP, GINKO!" Shiori snapped, "IF YOU DON'T SHUT YOUR MOUTH, I'LL PLUCK OFF ALL YOUR FEATHERS AND USE THEM TO GOUGE OUT THOSE UGLY EYES OF YOURS! MAYBE EVEN PLUCK YOUR EYELASHES TOO!"
"LEAVE MY EYELASHES ALONE!"
"NO, I INSIST! MAYBE IF THEY'RE GONE, YOU WON'T BE AS MUCH OF A INSUFFERABLE PRICK!!!"
"Shiori!" y/n complained, "Quit starting fights."
"I don't start fights." Shiori scoffed, "I finish them✨"
"Thank you both." Tanjiro told Kotetsu and y/n before glancing at the little boy, "I'm Tanjiro, what's your name?"
"Kotetsu!" the young boy exclaimed, "You don't have to listen to that bully of a crow."
The group looked back to where Muichiro was using the battle doll, his crow flying off. Everyone looked in time to see the Mist Hashira damage the battle doll's armor.
Kotetsu was trembling a little and seemed as though he wanted to cry. Even with the mask on, y/n could tell.
Before he could, he turned and ran.
"Kotetsu-kun!" Tanjiro called then ran after him while y/n remained with Shiori, quietly watching the young Hashira.
'He should be fine, right?'
Out of nowhere, there was a sudden sinking sensation. A horrible feeling in her chest began to settle.
'So... what do I do now?'
Out of nowhere, Shiori smacked y/n across the face with an angry, "NEGATIVITY, BEGONE!!!"
"OW!!! SHIORI!" y/n cried, holding a hand agains the spot where she'd been clawed, "What the hell?!"
"I know you're thinking those bad thoughts again! That's not an option and you know it!" Shiori told the girl.
Y/n sighed, "I know but-"
"Just stay with the Chinchilla! Work at killing that scared 🍑 ♀🐶 Muzan without being okay with dying immediately! For 🚚s sake, at least try to beat your sexy teacher!" Shiori complained, "But don't even think about just giving up! You've still got a life ahead of you!"
"Shiori."
"Hm?"
There was a mortified look on y/n's face.
"Did you just call Ko-san sexy?"
"...what."
"DID YOU CALL MY GODDAMN TEACHER SEXY?"
"NO!!"
"YES YOU DID!"
"NO I DIDN'T, Y/N!"
"YES. YOU. DID."
(Get the reference?)
"That's not the point, you've still got a reason to live! And going off of all those stories you told Tempura Top about your Mom, that woman would whoop your 🚚 for thinking about dying at such a young age! So! What are you gonna do?"
"Live..." y/n mumbled.
"Good! Now go find Tanjiro and Kotetsu!" Shiori demanded and y/n got to moving immediately.
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- Ngl I wanna cook Ginko
- Her and Shiori never get along despite their similar habits of being overly proud of their adopted little problematic slayers
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