"Come, (Name). Muzan-sama is..."
Before he could continue, you took out pieces of a flute from your dress' pocket and waved them in the air high enough for him to see. Kokushibo frowned in anger and confusion, wondering how you got your hands on his brother's flute, which he usually keeps on him.
"No! I won't give in to a hairy spider like you! I used to have nightmares about you, but now I am not scared!"
"Spiders have eight eyes, (Name)."
But you didn't listen, sticking out your tongue and throwing the pieces in the air, running away the second he shifted his gaze to them instead of you.
The fort was filled with your giggles, sounding like a music only two people liked but the others had to endure it. They just didn't stop until you found Gyokko's freshly painted pots, his colors begging you to smash them into the ground. You climbed the table and shoved them to the edges, then began jumping to see if they would fall or resist the vibrations of your weight against the table. They didn't, falling into the floor and becoming tiny pieces of what they once were.
"DAMN CHILD! HOW DARE YOU DESTROY THE GREAT GYOKKO'S ART?"
"Oops!" you turned around with a cheeky grin adorning your face.
Gyokko launched at you, gritting his teeth.
"I did you a favor! Now you'll have to throw them out in the trash, were they belong"
Before his hands could reach you, a wall as fast as lightning hit him so hard he ended up in another room altogether. You shrugged and kept running around.
Meanwhile, Gyutaro and Daki walked together, both complaining about the situation. He mainly listened to her whine while she rambled on how pointless looking for you was.
"Can't somebody shut up that horrying child laughter?" she screamed at the ceiling.
Gyutaro crossed his arms, he lacked the energy to explain to her how an annoying child worked. He knew it too well from taking care of her.
"I don't get why Muzan-sama wants her when he has me." Daki spread her hand in front of her face and started counting with her fingers. "I'm gorgeous, strong, loyal... and I'm not an stupid, loud-as-fuck child!"
"Ume" Gyutaro called, as the both of them kept walking straight.
"She's a pain! She takes all of Muzan-sama's precious time away."
"Ume" he stopped walking, Daki kept her pace as she was fixated on finding things to hate you for.
"She couldn't even speak properly when we first met her. All she does is cause trouble for us, that's why nobody likes her!"
She turned around to face him, a vein popping out of her forehead.
"At least I'm not as stupid as you, miss whore! Daddy told me you were annoying yesterday."
All her hairs perked up when she heard your voice. She turned around to find you a few meters away from her, a bit shocked from hearing you insult her that way.
"Who taught you that word?" she placed her hand above her chest, surprise evident in her expression.
"I did" Gyutaro said, a smirk appearing in his face. He waved at you ignoring his sister's terrifying anger. "Hi there, little misfortune. Everybody's looking for you"
"You're not going to stop me?"
He shrugged, going back to his usual annoyed expression.
"Not me, but my sister is"
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愛してる 「Kimetsu no Yaiba Oneshots」Short Story
Just your typical Kimetsu no Yaiba book of drabbles, one-shots and scenarios. Most of them are character x reader, though! If you are willing to read, then you are very welcome, my dear!