KYOJURO WENT ON GUARD IMMEDIATELY, YOU FROWNED NERVOUSLY.
you liked both of the males. you couldn't let kyojuro die, but at the same time you didn't want akaza to hate you.
he'd understand, right? you were a demon slayer, he was a demon. if it was just the two of you, it'd be fine. but it wasn't.
you would protect kyojuro and the others. you had to.
akaza's eyes widen ever so slightly as he spots your nervous frame to the side of tanjiro. his eyes narrow.
in an instant, his fist was aiming for tanjiro.
as usual, kyojuro sliced upwards in an instant.
akaza smirked, "nice blade"
"now why would someone as powerful as you attack the wounded first?" kyojuro smiles.
"i thought he might interrupt the conversation we're about to have.." akaza smiles back.
"what are we going to talk about? this is our first meeting, but i already hate you" he unsheathes his katana.
"of course. i also hate weak humans. when i see weakness, my skin crawls."
you huff slightly.
"you and i have very different values." kyojuro smiles widely.
"aha.. then i have a great idea.. why don't you become a demon?" he grins and holds his arm up.
"hmm.. no thanks" kyojuro frowns.
kyojuro was lowkey cooking here though fr. he was clocking akaza
akaza narrows his eyes at him, "i can tell your strength by looking at you. you're a hashira, right?you've developed.. your fighting spirit.. to the edge of perfection."
"i am the flame hashira, kyojuro rengoku."
"i am akaza." the demon greets, "let me tell you, kyojuro, why your power will never truly reach perfection. it because you're human." it points at him, "because you age. because eventually you'll die."
