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The short girl sighed and whispered something to the other girl. The other girl nodded and left, leaving just me and the short girl. She looked at me and smiled softly, though something about it seemed a bit... unnerving. She was very pretty, though. Ethereal, even.
"Sorry about that. I don't know what got into Muichiro. Do you know him?" She asked, walking closer to my bedside.
"Yeah... We're childhood friends," I replied.
"Mmm... I've never seen him so riled up before. He must really like you." She giggled and then perked up, seeming to remember something. "Oh, where are my manners? My name is Kocho Shinobu. And you are?"
"... [LASTNAME] [NAME]."
"Well, [LASTNAME]-san, you're very lucky that Kamado-kun got to you when he did! You would've been demon food!"
I giggled nervously.
"Ahaha... Um... Where am I?" I asked.
"Oh, right! You're in my estate. It doubles as a medical ward! You'll be staying here until your recovery, and then you'll be escorted back home."
I nodded, my nerves calming a little.
"Um... So... Do you guys, like, specialize in injuries inflicted by demons or something?"
She giggled again and tilted her head slightly.
"Well, something like that. I specialize in medicine, but I'm also a demon slayer."
"A demon slayer...?"
Shinobu went on to explain to me what demon slayers are. Apparently, they're incredibly skilled swordsmen who hunt down and kill demons. Their main target is the demon king, Kibutsuji Muzan, but the only one who's ever met him is that Kamado boy who she mentioned before.
"Um... Is Kamado-kun still around? I'd like to talk to him," I said.
"Oh, of course! Most people like to thank their rescuers," she replied.
She gave me one more smile before turning away and leaving the room. A minute or two later, the door slid open, and a boy walked in. His face was clearer now that the poison was fading away. His soft eyes were a pretty shade of crimson, and his hair was black and burgundy. In the corner of his head was a very distinct scar.
"Kocho-sama said that you'd like to see me?" He hummed, smiling kindly.
His smile... It was unlike Shinobu's. Hers seemed forced, but his is more genuine.
"Yes... I just... I'd like to thank you. Y'know, from saving me from that demon," I said, bowing my head a little since I couldn't stand and bow.
He quickly shook his head and waved his hands.
"No, don't thank me! I was just doing my job! Besides, even if I wasn't a demon slayer, I couldn't just stand by and watch someone get eaten," he laughed.
I lifted my head and looked at his face. He seems like such a sweet person...
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That bitch.
Muichiro managed to knock her out since she wouldn't stop following him. He hated weaklings. Not [NAME], though. No, he loved her. It's been so long...
Too long.
He was making his way back to her room when he saw that the door was slightly ajar. He peeked inside and saw Tanjiro sitting at your bedside, talking happily with you.
...
Ugh.
What a bother.
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