💜❤️🪷💜❤️
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Random pov:
If I go back to the corps, they'll kill me for not killing a demon.
But then again, this female demon could go out in the sun and on top of that didn't eat humans!
This was a find of the century.
Her powers were to be able to grow and control plants from what I saw.
She was also able to heal the injured girl in record breaking speed.
The leader of the demon slayer corps and the hashira's need to know about this.
Her speed, her ideals her way of talking, I could only wish to become like her one day.
The village seems to think she's a godsend, not that I don't agree, it's quite hard to get over the fact that she's a demon though.
I did talk to her and she was SO NICE and polite 😊
She is so amazing.
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Here the slayer was, bowing in front of the hashira's and the slayer corps's leader,
oyakata-sama.
"Why do you stand before me, slayer" oyakata-sama's voice rang out cutting the tense silence.
"There was another demon on my missio-" He was soon cut of by the sound hashira.
"You killed it flamboyantly right?!" Uzui spoke raising an eyebrow.
"W-well, the demon came and fought the other one before I killed it, she had (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes and had a flower in her hair. there was also a girl-"
He was once again cut off this time by the serpent hashira.
"Did you kill the other demon or not" obanai spoke in annoyance
"Let him talk" oyakata spoke
"W-well the girl was fatally injured and bleeding everywhere but the demon didn't seem bothered by it, the demon also had ideals, she said
"I refuse to kill, as a future hero I will NEVER harm anyone willingly and watch in pleasure, I do what must be done for the sake of humanity"
She spoke so certainly I couldn't help but put all my trust in her" He finished, looking down at the ground before looking at their expressions.
The sound hashira's eye was slightly twitching in annoyance.
The water hashira looked mildly interested.
The serpent hashira looked ready to kill him.
The love hashira had a wide smile on her face.
The stone hashira was just repeatedly praying.
The insect hashira's eyes were wide, her lips tightly closed.
The mist hashira had already forgotten.
The flame hashira had a blush on his face.
And the wind hashira was about to tackle him in anger.
"A-ah, she also pulled out a vial of blue liquid and put it down the injured girls throat."
At this the hashira's got more interested
"Once the injured girl swallowed all her injuries were gone like they were never there, the only evidence being the scar in place of the missing chunk of her neck" He spoke a bit more confident, his admiration slipping in.
The hashira's were shocked.
Oyakata turned to shinobu,
"Shinobu, is this possible?" He asked, curiously
"N-no" she stuttered, in slight awe.
They then turned to him and gestured for him to continue.
"Later on that night I talked to her and she was so nice and polite, she didn't leave when the sun started to rise. I tried to get her to leave so she wouldn't burn, but she just stayed put. When the sun fully came up, I realised she didn't burn" he rambled in admiration.
"Are you sure she was a demon?" The water hashira spoke in boredom
"Shut up Tomioka, this is why no one likes you" the insect hashira butted in.
Forgetting he was in a meeting with his superiors, his admiration took over complete and he started to ramble.
"Of course she was, her blood demon art was 💜beautiful💜, she could create any plant and control it however she wanted. She grew this poison vine and this beautiful flower, it was called rosemary, I think. Shewasalsosoprettyandcoolandshewantedtobemyfriend!"
The hashira's were shocked, this boy really idolised the demon he met.
"I see" oyakata-sama spoke.
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Rengoku kept thinking back to the girl he met at the brothel, he looked down at his sheath and pulled out a well preserved rosemary.
The one she gave him when they first met.
Rengoku was confused.
When he met her she didn't seem, smell or have the aura of a demon.
Maybe he got it wrong and someone just looked like her.
Deciding to go and see the rosemary girl again, he walked to the town.
He looked everywhere.
Asked everyone and found out she left ages ago.
He was sad.
He picked as much rosemary as he could.
When he got back to his estate he placed the rosemary all over his room.
Sitting down at his table, he picked up a frame.
He certainly wasn't the best at drawing, but he couldn't help but try.
She stared at him through the drawing with the same calm smile she gave him when they first met.
Her beautiful face and kissable lips, her-
His face went red.
Was this a crush?
His heart bet frantically in his chest and his face was hot.
He flopped onto his bed and stuffed his face into his pillow.
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Date finished: 12/07/22