𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚~ {𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐱𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫}

chapter 4

(y/n) pov

he looked up to me

'my name is tanjiro kamado' he introduced himself 'i was training in the woods and smelled the faint smell of demons and blood so i came here to check'

i was speechless

'and who are you?' he asked me

'i-i'm (y/n)(l/n)' i said

'can you explain what happened and why you're covered in blood?' he asked another question

i'm tired

'yes you can come inside if you want- although it's not really the prettiest house right now' i laughed a little

'alright' he agreed

i feel dizzy

we started walking towards the open door

everythings spinning

my steps got slower and heavier

tanjiro pov

i noticed that the girl in front of me got slower

does she have a wound or something?

'hey di-' i was about to ask her about a possible wound but got interrupted by (l/n) falling over to the side

i quickly walked to her and squatted down

'(l/n)!? hey (l/n)!? are you alright?' i asked softly slapping her face

is she still breathing?

i looked at her chest that seems to still be moving

to make sure i got closer to her mouth and put my ear near it

she's just unconcious

i let out a relieved sigh

i picked the girl up and carried her inside

where do i go in here?

'onee chan is that you?' i heard the voice of a child

so there's someone else here

i walked in the direction i heard the voice from

at the back of the house i saw a slightly open door with a little boy peaking out

his eyes widened as he saw me

he inched back into the room a bit 'who are you and what did you do to onee chan' his voice trembled a bit

'hey everythings alright- i came here to help- she collapsed outside, probably because of exhaustion' i reassured him while walking closer

'are you telling the truth?' the boy asked digging his fingers into the door

'yes i am. you can trust me' i said slowly pushing the door open now that i've reached it

the little boy backed away and protectively stood infront of a futon

'why are you protecting a futon?' i asked chuckling a bit and walked in

he just glared at me but his body was trembling

'alright if you dont want to tell me' i squatted down and carefully placed the girl i was carrying on the floor 'do you have a pillow or blanket or anything since you seem to protect that futon we can't use it for her- or do you happen have another futon?'

he slowly walked towards a closet- but never stopping to look at me

do i really look that suspicious?

i looked at the futon to see the reason why he is so protective over it

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a little girl?