"ₘy ₗₒᵥₑ... ₘy ₗₒᵥₑ, ₐᵣₑ yₒᵤ ₐₗᵣᵢgₕₜ? Wₐₖₑ ᵤₚ! Wake up!" Nemuru opened his eyes, his vision was blurry, but he could make out the outline of the familiar firey hair.
"Kyojuro... I think I... bumped my head a little too hard..." Nemuru chuckled, sitting up.
"My love, I was startled to see you in this form! I think it would be a first for me, actually!" Kyojuro Helped Nemuru up, holding his hand. Just then, a rumbling could be heard, and two glowing orbs could be seen behind a cloud of dust, two orbs of which read "Upper Three". Immediately, the upper three demon charged at Tanjiro, who was laying on the ground. However, Rengoku moved in the way, slicing the demon's arm in two with Flame Breathing's Second Form, Rising Scorching Sun.
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"That's a fine sword." said the demon.
"Why would you go after a wounded person first over me?" asked Kyojuro.
"I thought that he'd get in the way of our little chit chat is all."
"What is it you would like to discuss? While this is our first time meeting, I already dislike you."
"Is that right? Well, I dislike weak human beings. The mere sight of them makes my skin crawl."
"If that is the case, I do not believe we will ever get along."
"Be that as it may, let me make you an offer. Why don't you become a demon as well?"
"No, thanks."
"I can tell just by looking at you that you're strong. A Hashira? Your fighting spirit has been tempered like quality steel. Your name?"
"I'm the Flame Hashira, Kyojuro Rengoku."
"I am Akaza. Kyojuro, let me tell you why, despite being a Hashira, your strength is not enough. Because you're merely Human, destined to grow old and eventually die." Akaza extended his arm to Kyojuro, "Become a demon, Kyojuro. Doing so will allow you to better yourself for another hundred, even 200 years." Nemuru inched closer to Kyojuro, holding his hand again, looking at him with a worried expression.
"Both growing old and passing away, these are the things that make being human beautiful. Those may seem like weaknesses to you, but our lives are all the more precious and honorable because of them. You see, true strength does not just refer to the physical body. This boy is not weak. Don't insult him. Let me be clear. The two of us will never see eye to eye. No matter what twisted reasons you give, I will not yield."
"What is the deal with that demon holding your hand then, Kyojuro, clearly you give some exceptions to my kind,"
"I have grown to love him, no matter what he may be. Demon or not, I do not care. It's what is on the inside that matters. This 'demon' Is my fiance, and I will protect him at any cost. He is kind and respects other humans; he even has went out of his way to eat human food and kill other demons in the name of humanity. I do not see him as a demon, I see him as a human all the same." Nemuru teared up, smiling looking up at Kyojuro and thanking him silently. He then stepped back as he looked over to Akaza, sensing that it would probably be a good idea to do so.
