ᴠɪ·ʀᴀ·ɢᴏ
/ᴠƏˈʀÄꞬŌ/
ɴᴏᴜɴ
ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ, ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡᴀʀʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ; ᴀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱᴛʀᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴇxᴇᴍᴘʟᴀʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴏɪᴄ Qᴜᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ.
The Demon Slayer Corps,
An organization unrecognized by the goverment.
An organization, in which people are payed to kill the vile be...
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Previously..
'His hand.. It's so heartbreaking to see.. Is it from the relentless training you had? It wasn't a little boy's hand..' Kazumi thought as he held the red bow in his chest.
"I'll leave that young woman in your hands!" Tanjiro yelled.
"Alright!" Kazumi said in between sobs.
Tanjiro and [F/N] gave him one last wave, before proceeding their journey to head back home.
Continuing On..
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After finally finishing the mission, they were on their way back home, when, Tanjiro suddenly asked something, "[F/N]-san, can I ask you a question? If you don't mind answering that is.."
She glanced blankly at him, "You sure have a lot of questions, these days." before looking back down to the path. "But of course, it isn't harmful to wanting to learn new knowledge, so go ahead. What is it that you're curious about?"
Tanjiro hesitated for a moment, "You don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable to because this might seem personal... but, why did you become a demon slayer?"
A tense silence ensued, making Tanjiro swallow a lump that was forming on his throat, something in him telling him that he messed up.
Before [F/N] broke the silence, "I'm here to search for my brother."