Where you get your first timeskip and speedrun a Final selection
A/N: I feel like we are in the Meiji period for far too long so this might be the second last chapter of that period. This chapter will be extra long so buckle up. English and other foreign languages are in italics.
Enjoy.
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The day was dull.
After your unpleasant split up with Kokushibou, you barely left the house you stayed in. It was abandoned when you found it and it was pretty hidden so you made it your temporary shelter. Though, you felt like you had to leave. You lost interest in going to the neighbouring village and needed a change of scenery.
Hence, one week after you parted with the Uppermoon, you packed your things. You had received a purple kimono which an old woman gave you after you helped her with carrying coal to her house. She was quite nice, but no one would compare to Fuyuko and Sayako. You were still unsettled by their deaths since they were the first people you interacted with in Demon Slayer. Regardless, you prayed that their family was at peace.
Your Japanese kanji writing had gotten significantly better but you would rather place your arm in boiling water than attempt to use a paintbrush to write. The first time you tried it after getting supplies from the village, you immediately gave up and returned the ink and brush. You were tempted to say it was worse than using a quill but at least the latter made you feel like a fancy poet. The brush made you feel like a failing artist.
'At least I will not get rejected by art schools in Austria.' You had joked to yourself. A popular but morbid joke among the countryhumans back in your universe. It helped you all to think of the originator in a joking and intentionally mocking manner. You were sure that if Germany could read your thoughts, he would have given you an exhausted look and say that the joke was getting old. Then you would have replied, "Unlike your dad."
Even though you were sure you managed to scare demons away from you and the abandoned house, you could faintly sense that familiar aura following you. Maybe not directly but just watching your every move. That wasn't new to you, but in this universe you weren't so sure. The only thing that pissed you off was that they probably saw you naked, an invasion of your privacy.
Pushing that aside, you stood outside at dawn and faced the house that gave you shelter for three months and a half. Its size reminded you of the house you owned in Kenya, one of eight around the world back in Countryhumans. The only thing that set it apart was the Japanese style and the feeling of loneliness. At least your real house never felt lonely.
Letting out a breath in the cold morning air, you turned on your heel to begin your journey. Your destination, Tokyo. It was autumn which meant that the air was getting colder and you would preferred not to experience the snow in the countryside. Even after years of time travelling, you could never get used to the snow. Sure you could withstand it longer that any normal person, but that didn't mean you wanted to stay in a cold environment unless necessary. Like the time you were in Russia, attempting to assassinate the Soviet Union.
(Yeah, you had done a lot of things. They could take an entire book to explain but the author is too lazy to start that one since it requires motivation, research and a bunch of random shit. The first one lacking to an extreme.)
Speaking of time travel, you had not experimented if you could do the same here. The only thing that was proof you still had the ability was the mark on your left wrist which showed the date, month and year. If you could manage to travel ahead, then you would be set. The only issue was deciding the location, since you weren't sure if the countries looked the exact same as it did back in your universe. You would find out soon.

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