Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru [DISCONTINUED]

53: A Gift From Me To You

A/n: Debating whether or not I should add my one-shot book here on Wattpad too. I don't like taking requests cause they make me very anxious and I like writing on my own terms so-

I dunno, let me know what you think.

Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter!

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"Thank you, guys!" You smile.

"yeah..."

Everyone but you and Sanemi were laying face down on the clean floor of the now clean room.

After your little bonding moment with Sanemi, you two went back to the other room to check on everyone's progress. You couldn't have been gone for more than 10 minutes, and the room was spotless!

Even Kyojuro, Tanjiro, and Sekido! There was one thing you couldn't help butt ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) notice though:

Kyojuro's ass.

People always ask you: "(Y/n), what's the first thing you notice about someone when they approach you?"

Well, you always had two different answers depending on the person who is approaching you:

1. The Audacity.

Or

2. The Booty.

And right now? You are definitely appreciating Rengoku Kyojuro's ass...ets.

Before World War 2, Japanese males wore something called a fundoshi.

Which boy, oh boy, really exposed people, you know? Sekido still had the boxers you gave him, but Tanjiro and Kyojuro were wearing the fundoshi.

Tanjiro-baby boy-had a nice butt.

Butt ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Kyojuro?

Oh, Kyojuro didn't have a cake, he had the whole ass ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) bakery.

You swear there's more fat on that ass than muscle; it's just so fucking round and *positive grunting*!

If you weren't holding the plastic bags, you would've rubbed your hands together to heat them up to slap that glorious ass.

You weren't even trying to hide your staring, you even licked your lips.

"Stop staring." Sanemi deadpans.

"His ass is fucking magnificent." You smile, "I'd smash."

"I don't know what that means."

"Oh, you will."

"Gross."

"Are we getting our gifts now?" Inosuke whines.

"Yeah, yeah," You laugh, "Get in a circle."

You and Sanemi walk further into the room as everyone gets up in tired movements to sit in the center of the room.

When Kyojuro got up, his ass was on full display for you.

And you gave Kyojuro what he deserved.

A loud wolf-whistle.

Kyojuro snaps up and whips his head around to look at you. He was looking at you with wide eyes and a red face. Your grin only widens as you lower gaze down south.

"Wow, Kyojuro!" You were so smug, "Are you happy to see me? Or are you just happy to see me?"

Sanemi shakes his head in disappointment while Sekido tries to stifle his laughter. Kyojuro attempts to cover his front with his hands, suddenly very aware of how exposed he was in front of you.