Kimetsu no yaiba x Tokyo Revengers x Kocho!op!reader
Mikey x Reader
𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲
𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬
please read the 'introduction' chapter for the summary and character details
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My Ordinary Life (slowed) - The Living Tombstone
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9th July, 2005
I had yet to eat dinner so I decided to go and get takeout since I didn't feel like cooking. In a few minutes, I had changed into some joggers with a high-collared t-shirt.
After my encounter with Senju, I felt strangely elated. I had been getting a very strange feeling since morning but after being around her, my nerves seemed to have calmed down.
Although that didn't last very long since the one thing I had been dreading for the past few days was finally coming true.
I sensed them.
Demons.
In the blink of an eye, I was out of the door, wearing my butterfly haori with the kunai pouch strapped around my thigh that consisted of around 20 kunais. I was really glad I decided to prepare a few kunais while my sword was out of commission.
While I was running towards where the demons were I was led towards a shrine where over a hundred people were, they were also wearing the same clothing like some sort of uniform.
'Tokyo Manji Gang...is that Takemitchy?'
My eyes widen when I spot the faux blonde. I could also see Tanjiro and 2 more slayers already fighting as they sliced off a few demon heads.
'If I'm not wrong, that's Takahashi with Tanjiro there. I don't know who the other guy is though.'
I increase my speed as I spread my haori and land safely right at the center.
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Most of the people were running away except for a remaining few, and one of those people happened to be Mikey. While his eyes widen in shock, I internally sigh because I can't seem to catch a break from him.
