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“UMAI!”
“UMAI!”
“UMAI!”
Zenitsu blinked as he stared at the man devouring bento after bento.
“That's the Flame Hashira… right?”
“Yeah, I think so,” Tanjiro replied, watching in awe.
You squinted before your face lit up.
“Kyojuro!!”
He glanced up, a piece of meat halfway to his mouth. “Umai— oh! Y/N! I didn’t see you there!”
You grinned and waved. “Mind if I sit next to you?”
Before he could answer, Tanjiro approached.
“Hello! You’re the Flame Hashira, correct?”
“Indeed! Kyojuro Rengoku at your service!” he said cheerfully.
Kyojuro looked past Tanjiro, spotting Zenitsu and Inosuke behind him. “Hello there!”
Zenitsu flinched but managed to bow politely. Inosuke just blinked and muttered, “Who the hell is yelling?”
You plopped down beside Kyojuro with a smirk. “Already yelling, huh? Didn’t even eat my bento yet.”
Kyojuro pointed at Nezuko’s box. “I’m guessing that’s your demon sister?”
“Yes, her name’s Nezuko,” Tanjiro said proudly.
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“Ah, I see. But I don't know a thing about Hinokami Kagura,” Kyojuro added.
Tanjiro’s eyes lit up. “Really? Nothing at all?”
“I've never heard of it before,” Kyojuro said with a nod. “But adapting your father's dance to battle is impressive. That much is clear!”
Tanjiro hesitated. “Are you sure you can’t think of—”
But Kyojuro had already moved on.
“Anyways, you should become my tsuguko! My successor! I’ll take you under my wing!”
“Wait, what?” Tanjiro blinked.
“And what are you even looking at?” you asked, jabbing Kyojuro playfully with your elbow.
“Flame Breathing has a long history! Throughout the ages, Flame and Water swordsmen have been pillars among the Hashira,” he began with fiery passion. “Flame, Water, Wind, Stone, and Thunder—these are the five fundamental breathing styles. Every other technique branches from them!”
‘What about Sun Breathing?’ you thought, but didn’t say anything.
“For example, Mist comes from Wind. Now then! Mizohuchi! What color is your sword?”
Tanjiro twitched. “My name is Kamado Tanjiro… and my sword is black.”
Kyojuro turned to you. “And yours, Y/N?”
You flashed a grin. “Red.”
Kyojuro’s eyes sparkled. “How interesting, Y/N! A red blade is rare and powerful!”
“Obviously,” you said, flipping your hair dramatically.
He looked back at Tanjiro. “But unfortunately, I’ve never heard of a Hashira with a black sword. People say it means the wielder has no clear path. But don’t worry! I will train all of you. Even you, Y/N.”
Tanjiro blinked. “That’s… very kind of you.”
Zenitsu whispered, “What a nice guy… a little loud but nice.”
“I didn’t learn a thing about Hinokami Kagura though…” Tanjiro mumbled.
“HAHAHA! Don’t let it get to you! You could be a Hashira who surprises us all!”
Suddenly, Kyojuro’s expression shifted to serious.
“You must always be ready. A demon could appear at any moment!”
Zenitsu paled. “Wait, what did you say?! There’s a demon on this train?!”
“Indeed,” Kyojuro said firmly.
Inosuke jumped up. “What?! I thought this train was taking us to the demon! We’re already on it?!”
Before anyone could respond, a man in uniform approached.
“Tickets, please.”
Zenitsu nearly screamed. “Tickets?! What’s all this about?!”
“The conductor needs to check your ticket,” Tanjiro said gently.
You rolled your eyes
'Yoriichi what should I do now? I can't give him the ticket!! '
'You don't wanna seem so oblivious so just give it.. '
'Alright I'm trusting you'
Inosuke stared at the conductor. “What is this guy? A demon in disguise?”
Zenitsu leaned toward you. “Y/N, if we survive this, let’s have a meal together. Like a peaceful one. With no demons or screaming boars.”
You smirked. “Yeah yeah sure.”
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