«Tale of jealousy»

Chapter seventeen.

Kyojuro stared blankly at the letter, slightly shaking.

'He knows but.. he wont report me?' A small smile crept on the hashira's face.

The hashira let out a sigh of relief, rolling the letter up and storing it away.

He stood, walking off to see what the other two were doing.

Kyojuro leaned around the corner, peeking around.

To his surprise he saw Senjuro swinging one of the training swords at akaza.

"Come on! Hit me!" Akaza yelled, getting into a fighting stance.

Senjuro held the sword in front of him, then charged.

Kyojuro smiled, watching from a distance.

The smaller brother slammed the wooden sword onto the demon's head, causing everyone to freeze.

Akaza fell dramatically, clutching his head.

"Ow! Oh the pain!" He yelled, rolling around.

The hashira chuckled, then walked out.

"Akaza, I wish to speak with you." The hashira spoke.

Akaza looked over, then nodded. "Alright."

Senjuro then ran off to do something else.

The upper moon walked over, confused.

"So? What is it?" He asked, crossing his arms.

Kyojuro looked out at the cloudy sky, then took a big sigh.

"Some of the other hashira's know about you." Said hashira just decided to rip the bandage off, leaning on a pillar.

Akaza looked unphased, "okay, and?" He asked.

Kyojuro burrowed his brows, looking over. "This means you could die, and I could be kicked from the corps."

The upper moon shrugged, "if you get kicked out we could be demons together!" He grinned.

The hashira's face turned a bit disgusted, and he looked away.

Kyojuro scrunched his nose, then walked away.

'Huh? Weird.' Akaza thought, then shrugged.

The demon followed the hashira, watching him walk around the house.

"What do you need?" The said hashira suddenly stopped, looking.

"I wanna know why you suddenly stormed off." Akaza stated, crossing his arms.

The flame hashira let out a deep sigh, then looked at the demon.

"Because I know the reason why you're sticking around, akaza." Kyojuro stated, walking off.

The upper moon stood, his face blank.

'I've gotta try something else.' He thought.

*ೃ༄ With Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke. ˚◞♡ ⃗

Tanjiro walked along the path, trying to ignore the two bickering behind him.

"No! The best flavor is plum seaweed!" Zenitsu yelled, crossing his arms.

Inosuke growed a bit, "I prefer tempura."

Zenitsu's face palmed, "that's not even a flavor!" He yelled.

The yellow haired boy looked over, getting an idea.

"Tanjiro! Tell us, what's the best flavor or filling of rice balls?" He grinned.