Soul || KNY x Reader

025 ≈ Awkward Interactions Fuel An Introvert's Social Anxiety

EVEN MORE FANART!!! Y'all are spoiling me, I swear. This amazing work was done by Rat from Quotev. They also have a book filled with fanart that I highly recommend checking out!

(I got their permission to upload it to the chapter)

My friend read the title of the chapter and said, "Ain't that the truth." lol

Okay, I lied, here's another long chapter, so here's a reminder to go grab a drink or a snack or something if you need it.

Also warning, the fight with the demon gets descriptive about pretty disgusting things (some parts I think can be classified as mild body horror, but I'm not sure if I'm using that term right) that some of you may not be comfortable with. I'll put a warning because I was a little uncomfy writing it, so people who are not used to that or just find it disturbing, just skip it, please.

Vague manga spoilers in the second part.

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Dinner that night was the most awkward dinner you've ever had and probably would be the most awkward dinner you ever would have. Tokito Muichiro sat in front of you with a platter of food in front of him while you sat criss-cross apple sauce, keeping your hands neatly on your lap. The dining room was deathly silent, punctuated only by the clatter of Tokito's utensils as he continued to eat. Maybe it was the air of being of Pillar or maybe it was just the sheer fact that it was him that made you glue your hands together and turn your eyes respectfully downwards.

It's most definitely because it's Tokito. I know I wouldn't give a flying shit if it was Shinazugawa.

Guess what sucked the most? Typically, people tend to lose their appetite when they're in a stressful situation, but not this bitch! You were chewing the insides of your mouth with every hungry gurgle your stomach made. During one particularly loud grumble, you felt a cold sweat run down your back as Tokito's eyes went to you.

"Your stomach is disturbing me. Either start eating or get out."

"Uh . . . " You hesitated. You still didn't know how to use chopsticks and you couldn't remember if you'd mentioned it in your letters or not (given the sheer volume you'd sent, you bet even Sora couldn't blame you for not remembering one little line). "Okay . . . "

You reached for a bowl of rice and some side dishes, holding up a pair of chopsticks.

"How did Tanjiro do this?" You muttered, examining the wooden sticks in your hands. You stuck one between your thumb and middle finger and tried to stick the other one between your index finger when the first one spun out of your hands and clattered on the table.

You glared at it.

You son of a bitch.

You grabbed it and tried again only to get the same result. After your third try, you started to get really annoyed, to the point that you refused the spoon that the hostess offered you and held the chopsticks in your hands.

"I'm going to use you if it's the last thing I do." You growled. You failed to see Tokito across from you looking at you with a curious gaze as he stopped eating, putting all his attention on you.

Your first try after motivating yourself was to use all five fingers to hold them together and it worked! But only until you realized you couldn't actually pick food up with it. Your next try was to stab one into the food and use two hands to maneuver it into your mouth. It worked for the egg rolls and such, but when it came to the rice . . . long story short, it didn't work. Finally, to tackle the rice, you held both of them with one fist, scooped rice onto the minuscule area they made when held together, and shoveled it into your mouth as fast as you could.