A/n: Take this meme I made, it'll make sense when you read the end of the chapter
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"I cannot believe you absolutely murdered Rengoku's dad when I wasn't here," Zenitsu shakes his head, reciting what you would say, "S-M-H, we hate to see it."
Lucky blonde boy had just returned from his mission! You said your hello's before passing out again.
"WHA-I-NO-H-HE ATTACKED ME FIRST!" Tanjiro wails, comical tears streaming down his face.
"I'm very sorry about that, I really don't understand where that outburst came from," Senjuro frowns as he cleans a new cut on Tanjiro's left cheek, "He's gone to buy some alcohol, so hopefully when he comes back he'll be calmed."
"Whatdya do to piss him off, anyway?" Inosuke yawns, tired from staying up late last night.
"I-nothing! I was going to get something to drink and he suddenly started to yell at me! He kept saying I was better than everyone else because I was the Breath of the Sun user. That he knew my earrings cause it was written...?" Tanjiro shook his head, "I have no idea. He probably meant Dance of the Fire God. He said that it was the original breath, and all other breaths are derived from it."
"You mentioned Dance of the Fire God before on the train," Kyojuro says, "We never did look for those notes. My father often looked at them, but I never read them. We should go look for them now."
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"(Y/n)," Sekido knocks lightly against the door frame, "I got some news for you."
The demon was wearing the dark blue demon slayer uniform that was fitted for him. There wasn't any sunlight in the hallway, so he was free from his cloak the butterfly girls made for him.
Sekido hears an annoyed groan from the other side. He hears some shuffling before you open the door.
"What?" You whine, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.
"Shinjiro finally confronted Tanjiro about the earrings," Sekido puts his hands on his hips, "The plot is finally getting back on track."
You nod, "That's... good."
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You fell back asleep leaning against the door frame.
"(Y/n)-"
"-Yeah!" You roughly ruffle your messy hair, "I'm-I'm up!"
Sekido rolls his eyes, "Uzui replied to your love letter, by the way."
"Oh, already?" You lean your head against the door frame again, "What'd he say?"
"He wants the party tomorrow night at Shinazugawa's Estate," Sekido nods, "He's inviting all the Pillars, you, me, Nezuko, Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genya, the Butterfly girls, and even Gerik, your sword-smith."
Holy crap!
"Poor 'Nemi..." You hum, "I really hope he won't try to fight Genya. And I hope no one will give Uzui shit for inviting Giyuu."
"Yeah-yeah-yeah. Let's hope they all behave. You need to get dressed, then. You gotta go buy shit with other people's money to prepare food." Sekido pats your head softly.
"Time-skips would be great right now," You groan, "Everything happens so slowly, I miss time-skips."
"I can put you in a coma for the next two months if you'd like," Sekido jokes.
You roll your eyes and playfully hit Sekido's shoulder, "Sounds festive, but I need to throw Uzui's party."
"Then hurry up and get yourself ready."
"But then shouldn't I go with Sanemi to buy the food since it's at his Estate?" You sigh.
"Already fucking here."
You and Sekido jump in surprise at the Wind Pillar's sudden voice.
You rub your eyes once again and squint at the new comer.
Sanemi was standing in front of the other boys. Inosuke was looking at Sanemi as a rival, Zenitsu was more or less afraid of his intimidating appearance, Senjuro, Kyojuro, and Tanjiro were just smiling at him.
You lean against the door frame once again in hopes you'll be put into a festive 2 month coma.
"Why is everyone up so early today?" You wanted to cry out of tiredness, "I cannot comprehend."
"(Y/n)," Zenitsu smiles, "It's almost noon."
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"Oh." You stretch your arms up but stop when pain shoots through your left collar, "Well, then let me get dressed real quick."
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"So, I'm thinking we can just make carnitas and rice? Since that's-"
"-What the fuck is carnitas?" Sanemi furrows his eyebrows.
"Oh, it's meat," You summarize, "Tamales take a bit to make but if we start now, they can be ready by tomorrow night-"
"-What the fuck are Tamales?"
"It's a generic Mexican dish! It's got masa, it's got chili, it's got meat or pork or anything, really," You smile, "Though by the looks of this small market, we might have to make the masa on our own."
Sanemi was going to sob.
"What the fuck is masa?!"
"'Nemi-it's like-it's-it's masa! And then you wrap it up with corn husk!"
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"
"I'M TALKING ABOUT TAMALES, 'NEMI!"
The pitch in your voice was rising. The pitch in Sanemi's voice was rising as well.
"THAT'S NOT EVEN A REAL WORD!!"
"YES, IT IS!!"
"WHY CAN'T WE JUST MAKE RICE AND FISH?!"
"BECAUSE THAT'S FUCKING LAME! WE'RE MAKING TAMALES DE ROJO CON ARROZ Y POZOLE!!!"
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING-"
"-H E Y!"
You and Sanemi jump in surprise, looking over to the annoyed market owner.
"Both of you, out!"
Ah shit.
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"So we kind of fucked up in there," You sugar-coat, "They didn't look to have the shit we needed anyway, so it's whatever. And uh... sorry for raising my voice at you."
Sanemi shrugs, "Don't be. I shouldn't have raised my voice to begin with."
"Nah, you're good."
Now you two were standing by each other outside the market, kind of confused on what to do next.
You were wearing a long, white dress with an asymmetrical neckline that conveniently went over your right shoulder. In an attempt to cover your bandages, you wore Akaza's cardigan (It's a vest, but you're a little dumb) as well.
Of course, no one was happy about that, but you didn't really care. It went well with your dress.
Sanemi, the nerd, was wearing his uniform.
"Actually, now that we're alone," Sanemi steps around to stand in front of you, "I wanted to talk to you about... the manga."
Oh.
Now?