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Chapter 28

○ Chapter 28 : ○
○ "Against Corps Rules" ○

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1st Person POV

Tanjiro and I cradled Nezuko is our arms, our own bodies weakened as we and laid down on the ground, barely able to lift a finger, exhausted beyond belief. The demon's body grew closer to us, arms outstretched as it faded into ash, soon collapsing in front of me.

His small hand reached for us, and his movements seemed so desperate, it made me reach for him, grabbing a gentle hold of his hand, tearing up at the pain that courses him in his last moments.

Tanjiro took notice as well, his hand moving to rest on the demon's back before he would truly vanish.

Such a small body... and yet, he's  full of grief too hard to bear.
"It's... It's gonna be alright."
I softly whisper, nothing left other than his kimono as he now fell into ash.

Looking up, the Demon Slayer that rescued us stepped on the kimono, looking down at us with an uncaring expression.

"Don't waste any sympathy on a demon that devoured humans. It doesn't matter if it looks like a child. It's still a hideous monster that's lived for decades."

"...To avenge the people that were killed, to make sure there are no more victims, I'll bring my blade down on any demon's neck without mercy."

I glare at him.
"But as for those for whom being a demon meant despair, those who regretted their own actions... I will never trample on them! Because even demons were once humans too!"

I catch my breath, grabbing his foot to force him off.
"They were humans too! Just like me! So please, don't step on him! They're not hideous monsters! Demons are simply hopeless creatures, tragic creatures!"

He didn't move an inch, looking down at me as if I were an idiot.
He seemed surprised once he noticed Nezuko.

"You're...-"

He's cut off, drawing his sword and putting a leg over us, protecting us as the clash of metals could be heard, my instinct being to cover Nezuko.

Whoever tried to attack us spoke up, her voice eerily cheerful.
"Ara!"

She landed on her feet, and I was able to get a good look at her.

She was rather short and small, wearing a Demon Slayer uniform under a white haori patterned after butterfly wings, and short black hair that faded into purple.

"Why would you get in my way, Tomioka-San? After telling me that we could never be friends with demons... How should I put this?"

She turned around, smiling as her big, compound-like eyes looking at us.
"That's exactly why nobody likes you, you know?"

Her sword was pointed at us, and I'm surprised by the fact that is so strange. Only the very tip is shaped like a blade, and it seems so thin.
"All right, Tomioka-San, please move out of the way!"

He spoke up.
"I'm not... I'm not disliked by people."

...
Is... Is that really all you have to say...?
Is this the same guy from a few minutes ago?