Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru [DISCONTINUED]

87: Tropical Ointment White

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"What do snakes eat?" You ask.

"..."

"Is he vegan?" You guess.

"..."

"Is he vegetarian?"

"..."

"Is he John Cena? Duh DUH Duh DUHH! DUH Duh DUH DUHHH!"

Iguro tilts his head ever so slightly: "Who the hell is that?"

"He speaks!"

The Serpent Pillar rolls his eyes.

You were in Sanemi's kitchen, checking on the food when Iguro had suddenly walked in to glare at you.

You just wanted to check on the pozole.

Why he gotta stare at you like that?

Why he built like that?

"Is there anything I can help you with, Iguro?" You raise an eyebrow at the brunette, "You can take a picture, it lasts longer."

"You know you're weak, right?" Iguro suddenly speaks, "You have no business being in the Demon Sl-"

Yeahhhh you're not taking this from him.

"-No. You do not get to start that. Not today," You narrow your eyes at him, "Today is Uzui's day. You want to degrade me? Fine. You want to ruin my self esteem? Fine. But you'll have to do that another day because today is a good day. Today is Uzui's party. Today, we all want to have a good time. Giyuu is also going to be here. If you really can't hold your tongue, then just go outside for a bit to regain yourself."

You douse the fire. The pozole was done.

"Today is a good day, Iguro. Let's pretend that you don't hate my guts for Uzui's sake," You request, "I'm not singling you out, by the way. When Sanemi gets back, I'll be telling him the same thing too."

At first, Iguro wasn't so sure he liked you.

But now, he's lost all respect for you.

At least, that's what he's telling himself.

Women in the Demon Slayer Corps were weak in his eyes (except for Mitsuri and Shinobu). He thought of you to be in the same caliber as those weak women.

And maybe you were?

You didn't exactly stand up for yourself, in fact you invited him to continue another time. But you immediately stopped him for Uzui's sake. Why bother? Uzui wasn't even here yet.

You were too confusing.

Iguro decides to ask what's been on his mind.

"You're wearing Shinazugawa's yukata. He mentioned before in the past that, that yukata was for special occasions," Iguro tilts his head, "Are you sure you two aren't secret lovers?"

"WHY WOULD YOU-"

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Sanemi returned!

You two were cleaning out the bowls he had bought. He washed them and you dried them. They were white, glass bowls with blue designs.

As Little Ms. Fortune says: "Fancyyyy!"