In Chapter 9~

The white-haired man made the same stance as he smiled... evilly. But before Sanemi could move his sword another millimetre a fist hit his face, a foot hit his stomach and an elbow slammed into his chest. He sputtered out blood from the impact before dropping the box, stumbling backwards onto one knee. Y/n moved in front of the box... in front of Nezuko as she looked down upon him.

"You're a piece of shit aren't you," She muttered out as she gazed at him disgustedly. 

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"You little...," The white haired man, obviously infuriated stood up as he reached for his sword at the same time. "I'll destroy you,"

His green blade was next to Y/n's neck but she didn't flinch. She was about to reach for her weapon when two child-like voices caused her to look to her left. 

"The Master... has arrived," 

All the Hashira's looked to their left towards the shoji which had opened and a man had started to walk out. 

The man had light skin as if he had stayed inside for most of his life and black shoulder length hair. Y/n could tell he was blind as his skin seemed as if it was rotting, spreading down his face and covering his eyes. He wore a black kimono with a long white kimono haori that had a pink and purple mist like pattern.

"So good of you to come," He spoke in a calm demeanour as if addressing each and everyone one of them as children. "My beloved children...," 

The Master was accompanied by two younger twin girls who had short white hair, purple eyes and a dark coloured though decorated with flowers kimono. They guided his way to the front. 

He looked up towards the sky... and Y/n could hear the bird chatter from the silence. 

"Good morning, everyone," He greeted. "The weather is amazingly good today. I wonder if the sky is blue. It pleases me that everyone made it to our semiannual Hashira meeting,"

Y/n looked as the other Hashira's bowed immediately... Tanjirou also forced to do so. Bowing wasn't her thing, but this man was seemed to be respected and she liked his aura... it was gentle... fatherly gentle. So not even a second later she had also bowed next to the aggressive No-eyebrows. 

"I am pleased to see you in good health, as well, Master," No-eyebrows, surprising, replied in a calmer and formal tone. Y/n gazed him from her position but he ignored her as she seemed to raise her eyebrow at him. "I fervently pray for your continued good fortune," 

"Thank you, Sanemi," The Master replied. 

'So his name is Sanemi...,' Y/n thought. 'No-eyebrows suits him better,' 

"Before we start the Hashira meeting, would you mind enlightening us about this swordsman, Tanjirou Kamado, accompanied by a demon?"

"Right. I apologise for startling you all. About Tanjirou and Nezuko... I've sanctioned their situation. And I'd also like you all to accept it," 

"Even if it's what you desire, Master, I cannot agree to it," the blind man stated. 

"I'm flamboyantly opposed, as well!" The man with the headwrap declared. "A Demon Slayer travelling with a demon is unacceptable!"

"I shall do whatever it is you wish, Master!" A girl with pink hair fading to a green replied cheerfully.

"I'm fine either way...since I'm going to forget anyway." The mist pillar had spoken quietly. Y/n couldn't really tell if he wasn't really interested or if he was just black-faced.

Whilst Kocho and Tomioka had stayed silent the guy with the snake had spoken out. 

"I won't trust them," He repeated twice. "In the first place, I loathe demons,"

"Although I respect you with all my heart, that is incomprehensible notion, Master!" A man with yellow tipped with red yelled out in a confident but not in a boasting voice. "I oppose it with everything I got,"

"The Demon Slayer Corps' mission is to annihilate demons. I request that you penalise both Kamado and Tomioka!" Sanemi requested.

"The letter," The Master said to the girl on his right. 

"Yes, Master," Her hands pulled out a white piece of paper before opening it and reading it aloud. 

"This letter is received from a former Hashira, Urokodaki Sakonji. I shall read you an abridged version." 

"Please allow Tanjirou to be accompanied by his sister, a demon. Because of her resilient metal strength, Nezuko has not lost her human emotions. Even in a starved state, she never devoured humans, and this has held true more than two years later. Although the situation seems somewhat far-fetched, it is an indisputable fact. In the event that Nezuko does assult a human, Tanjirou Kamado, as well as Urokodaki Sakonji and Giyu Tomioka will atone by committed seppuku," 

Y/n saw from the corner of her eyes, Tanjirou's surprised face that was soon covered in thick tears. 

"So, what if they commit seppuku?" Sanemi interrupted as Y/n gave him an exasperated sigh. "If you want to die, then rot to death for all I care! It's no guarantee! Not by a long shot!"

'He ruins things... a lot doesn't he' She thought in her head. 'He can't read the moment,'

Y/n continued by rolling her eyes in slight annoyance as another had joined in. 

"If she kills or eats a human there's no coming back," A hashira pointed out. 

"You do have a point," The Master agreed. 

And Y/n looked up from the ground and gave him a look to which she was glad nobody noticed or she would probably be scolded at. 

"We can't guarantee that she won't attack humans. We can't prove it. That said... we also can't prove that she will attack humans. The fact that Nezuko has refrained from devouring humans for more two years, and also that there are three people risking their lives for her. To reject this notion, those who reject it must offer an even more convincing argument. Do you have the will to do so?"

His statement brought some satisfaction to Y/n as she nodded her head before looking down, she glanced at No-eyebrows who had a look that said reluctantly 'Master has a point but I don't want to admit it.'

"Also, there's something I'd like to relay to you, my children. This kid has met Kibutsuji Muzan,"

The Hashira's let out a gasp... more like a choke of shock.

"That's impossible... when no other Hashira has ever crossed paths with him? You mean... this kid? What did he look like? What about his powers?" The man with the headwrap asked rapidly.

"Kibutsuji Muzan?" Y/n repeated breathlessly before her she clenched her teeth. Her sudden voice startled the Hashira's as they looked to the side to her direction. For a second they forgot she was there as her presence was quiet. She was looking down, her unique hair covered her face like a curtain so they couldn't pinpoint her emotion... her face expression... but they could feel it... her bloodlust.

It surged throughout the whole garden and even Tanjirou had flinched at such presence. His pupils glimmered as he stared at the female who had been staring the rocks ever since the two words came out of her mouth.

"Do you know him?" The Master asked her in a calm voice. It almost made her relax... almost.

Y/n gazed up at him.

"Are you talking about a man who wears a black suit... has pitch black hair and plum-coloured eyes?"

The Master nodded his head as well as Tanjirou.

"I see...then yes. I have met him," Y/n spoke aloud as her eyes squinted in memory.

"Was he strong?!"

"What did his demon art look like?!"

The Hashira's had started to pour out their questions towards her.

"Strong?" Y/n scoffed as she let out what seemed like an amused laugh.

The Hashira's and Tanjirou gave Y/n a confused look.

"Oi! What are you doing?" Sanemi challenged and some other Hashira's let out confused murmurs as Y/n had all of a sudden stood up.

Her hands gracefully reached for the hem of her haori, then her kimono before she had started to undress. The loose hem of clothing reached her back as her arms brought some of the fabric to cover her chest.

Though the men looked away for a second before finally looking their eyes widen whilst the two female pillars gasped at the sight of Y/n's exposed back.

There was a scar... not like the ones on the white-haired pillar... not like the ones that they had seen. The scar, that started from the right shoulder that scraped down all the way to the female's left hip, looked alive. It was a murky black and midnight purple that seemed to squirm from under her skin. They knew that it wasn't moving but they felt the malicious and ominous feeling that seemed to etch its way causing goosebumps to rise.

"D-Does it hurt?" Tanjirou asked quietly breaking the silence.

"No," Y/n answered after a silence.

"What... Why is that...,"

"It's a reminder of what happened," Y/n said as she redressed herself. 

"What hap-,"

"...Is he strong you ask," Y/n interrupted before her blank and lifeless eyes locked eyes with them. "Yeah...he's tremendously strong," 

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Thanks for reading this chapter! Hope you enjoyed! Sorry if it seems like I add things on a whim... it's because I do... 😅

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