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"Now we gotta search for that piece of—"
“I can’t believe the train turned into a demon,” Tanjiro cut in, still wide-eyed.
You glanced between the two of them, deadpan.
‘If I join the fight against Enmu, Tanjiro might not use Sun Breathing. But if I do nothing… that might work!’
The three of you continued running until smoke came into view.
“What’s going on there?! That seems sus...” Inosuke yelled.
Just as he said that, a massive creature with a disturbingly long neck slithered into view.
“…Why does this MF have a long ass giraffe neck?” you muttered.
“The three of you will sleep here… it’ll be a long slumber,” Enmu smirked.
You blinked. “Uhhh, is this supposed to be scary or some shit?”
Tanjiro looked horrified. “Now’s not the time for jokes, Y/N!!”
Inosuke charged, screaming, “Outta my way, you hunk of meat!!! I’ll slice you up!!!”
Enmu sneered. “Ah… so you’ve already discovered where my neck bone lies… Not bad. For weak little humans. But you’ll never reach it.”
As Tanjiro and Inosuke went feral, slashing and dodging like madmen, you… were digging through your backpack.
“…Oh. I forgot I had snacks.”
You casually sat down and opened a bag. “Mmm. Salty.”
“Y/N!!! WE NEED HELP!” Tanjiro yelled between attacks.
“OKAY OKAY—just let me finish this chip.”
They kept fighting.
You got an idea.
Grinning, you flicked a pinch of the salt straight into Enmu’s eyeball.
“MY EYE!! UGHHHH!!”
“HA!! YOU LIKE THAT?! HUH?! SALTY BLINDNESS, BABY!!”
Tanjiro took the chance. “We have to hurry, Inosuke! The longer we stay, the more casualties!!”
“I KNOW ALREADY, TANGORO!!!” Inosuke yelled.
You stood, licking salt off your fingers. “Tanjiro!!! Me and Inosuke will distract him—go for his spine!!”
“But—”
“No buts, sunshine! MOVE!”
He nodded, reluctant but trusting.
You took out your sword. “Sun Breathing: Second Form—Clear Blue Sky.”
The area lit up in firelight as your blade slashed through the air.
The demon reeled back.
“All that’s left is the bone. GO!”
Tanjiro shouted, “Hinokami Kagura: Clear Blue Sky!”
The demon shrieked and the train violently derailed.
You had no time to land properly.
“UGHHH…”
You groaned, head spinning.
When you opened your eyes, Tanjiro was groaning beside you.
“Hey are you two okay?!”
“I’m fine,” you mumbled, “but Tanjiro’s dead inside.”
Inosuke stood proudly. “That demon had some pretty squishy meat! Lucky for us!”
“…Now’s not the time for my dirty thoughts,” you whispered to yourself.
Suddenly...
"AHHHH!"
You jumped out of your skin when someone appeared beside you.
It was Kyojuro Rengoku.
“Ah! Sorry to scare you, Y/N!” he smiled like sunshine.
“Rengoku-san…” Tanjiro breathed.
“You’ve learned Total Concentration: Constant. Impressive. One step closer to becoming a Hashira!”
You waved. “Hello? Am I invisible??”
“Oh! No! Of course not!” Rengoku smiled brightly.
You stretched your arms. “Gotta limber up.”
“Y/N? What are you getting ready for—”
A blur of movement. Akaza appeared, ready to strike.
Tanjiro froze, but Kyojuro moved like fire, slicing Akaza’s hand off.
“Those eyes… Upper Rank Three?!”
Battle music intensifies.
You yelled, “AYO! DUMBBITCH!”
Akaza turned to you, shocked.
“Y/N!! This is no time for jokes!!” Rengoku scolded.
‘I’M NOT JOKING, I’M TRYING TO SAVE YOUR LIFE!’ you screamed mentally.
You stepped in front of Rengoku.
“Move, woman!” Akaza snapped.
“Nope.”
“I SAID MOVE.”
“And I said NO.”
Rengoku looked confused. “Y/n...could you move? This is a serious situation...”
You shook your head and pulled out your blade.
You weren't going to kill Akaza you were trying to buy time.
But Rengoku, ever the gentleman, picked you up like a feather and yeeted you out of harm’s way.
“NOW THAT SHE’S GONE”Akaza said “Let’s finish our battle.”
You regrouped a few feet away, panting.
Their swords clashed. Akaza taunted, “Why attack a wounded man over me?”
“He was in the way of our little chat,” Akaza smirked.
“What is it you wish to discuss?” Rengoku narrowed his eyes. “Though it’s our first meeting, I already dislike you.”
“Good. Because I hate weak humans.”
“Blah blah blah, SHUT YO ASS UP, AKAZA!!” you screamed from the side before clamping your hand over your mouth.
“…How do you know my name?” Akaza asked slowly.
“It was… luck!!”
He stared at you, but returned to his fight.
“Let me make you an offer. Become a demon, Rengoku.”
“Never!!”
“He regenerates instantly… and his aura… This is an Upper Rank demon,” Rengoku whispered.
“What’s your name?”
“I’m the Flame Hashira, Kyojuro Rengoku!”
“Mines Akaza.”
But you weren’t done.
You stood, sword gripped tight.
You knew something about Akaza that no one else did—before he became a demon, he was a martial artist.
And you? Oh, Y/N L/N was also a martial arts prodigy in your past life.
You marched up to him, insane confidence leaking from every pore.
“Hey, Akaza! Why don’t you show me some of those martial arts moves, huh?”
Akaza twitched.
“…What did you say?”
Taisho Secrets:
You were trained in martial arts before being isekai’d into Demon Slayer.
Tanjiro and Rengoku watched you charge at Akaza and collectively facepalmed.
Akaza realized you were the girl Muzan told him not to kill but capture.
And now? You’re in serious trouble bbg
Y/N speaks fluent sarcasm. Tanjiro has tried asking her what she means so many times and still doesn’t understand. Zenitsu thinks it’s romantic.
Rengoku actually understands English but pretends not to. He just thinks your unhinged phrases are hilarious. He wrote “Dumb-bitch energy is strong with Y/N” in his journal.
Y/N has plot armor thicker than Upper Moon skin. She survived a train crash, salt-attack retaliation, and yelling “AYO DUMBITCH” at an Upper Rank. Impressive.
Muzan told Akaza to capture Y/N, not kill her.
The “martial arts” Y/N learned in her past life were actually from watching anime and YouTube tutorials and some like 20% from actual classes
Y/N says “I’m not joking” before doing something incredibly stupid 90% of the time. The other 10% is her actually saving people
She calls Kyojuro "Flame Daddy" in her head. She will never admit this out loud.
Despite everything, Tanjiro still thinks you’re an angel. Even when you literally yelled “MOVE YOUR ASS” while throwing salt at a demon’s face.
Your sword has random stickers on it. One of them says “Try me, bitch.” You stuck it on during training and forgot it was there. Now it’s iconic.
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