Hello there, everyone!
Welcome to another chapter! I told you guys I was on a hot streak with this one! I'm enjoying writing again!
*applause*
This book holds a special place in my heart, so no matter how well it is received, if it's loved or not, I'll write it to the finish! Believe it!
But with that being said, I'd much appreciate if you'd leave your thoughts on what do you think of the story so far! I could always use the feedback to improve my storytelling in the future!
This chapter is a little yap-heavy, and not a whole lot of action, especially from my end, but it's something we have to deal with every once in a while if we want to keep our stories consistent, I hope you'll forgive me for not bringing a BANGER of a chapter, they're coming, oh trust me!
Now without further ado, let's just get to it!
See you in the next one!
Kisses!
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The wind hashira brought to the meeting the very box Tanjiro carried Nezuko, he held it up as he questioned Tanjiro's story.
"Just what the hell is going on here?" He glared menacingly.
"Oh, great. Another calm and reasonable individual." Noted Ulrich.
"Lady Kocho, we apologize!" Spoke up the two kakushi who accompanied Shinazugawa.
"Shinazugawa, don't do anything harsh." Said Shinobu, dropping her calm demeanor for a second.
"What about this demon, boy?!" Continued Shinazugawa. "You claim she can fight to protect people, fight for the Corps! That's incredible! If it wasn't completely impossible!" In the blink of an eye, Shinazugawa drew his sword and stabbed it into the box, to the surprise of all.
The blade pierced the wood with ease as blood immediately started dripping from the box.
Ulrich had his hand on the pommel of his sword, inching to jump in, when once again Rengoku held him back, shaking his head negatively.
"Aaaargh!" Yelled Tanjiro jumping immediately to protect his sister. "I don't care if you're a hashira or whatever, I won't let ANYONE hurt my sister!"
"Ha! Oh no? Good!" Shinazugawa welcomed the challenge.
"Stop! The Master will be here soon!" Pointed out Tomioka.
The distraction was enough to throw Shinazugawa off balance, who with a horizontal swing of his sword tried to stop the advancing Tanjiro.
The boy quickly jumped to avoid the attack while at the same time using his comically hard head to headbutt the wind hashira straight on the face.
Both fell down, quickly recovering, Tanjiro grabbed the strap of the box, securing it away from danger.
"If you can't tell the difference between a good demon and a bad demon you shouldn't be a hashira at all!" Yelled the boy in frustration.
"Why you...!" Now bleeding, Shinazugawa was pissed off.
"The Master... has arrived!" Announced the two Master's daughters.
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