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       I can't help but feel giddy and happy after my little session of singing there, it's been a long time since i've played the shamisen. The last time i used a shamisen when singing was when i auditioned for an idol search company. Additionally, the customers, the staffs including passerbys and Tanjiro seemed rather pleased about my performance.

I achieved putting a smile on their face, with that thought in mind i let out a bright smile.

  Come to think of it, these people here doesn't have a source of entertainment except for gambling, and some other things - idols don't exist here, atleast in this era.

What if I become an idol here? Since i  have knowledge about idol industries and pretty much know how to make music that would catch the people's attention, that gives me a good headstart.

  I'm not saying it's gonna be easy. I might even face criticism for suddenly coming into picture after years of classical japanese music; nihonjin doesn't like strange things that's different from them, and it's also hard to gain fandom in an era where technology and media is not developed that much yet.

Speaking of strange, i am a definition of that word now that i'm in this universe huh...

"Kuroyuri-san! That was amazing, what kind of song is that?" Tanjiro immediately showered me his usual question with enthusiasm as soon as i got back on our table together with our meal.

"It's a song i always hear from my mother," although that song came from an anime, and because mom likes Suzume she began singing it everyday - and that's the reason i am able to sing it now.

Bowing our heads to the staff, we sat and ate together while talking about random things - specifically about myself to which i avoids as much as i can. I do try to answer some of his questions that doesn't pry too much about my private life tho.

  Stuffing a rice-filled chicken on my mouth between the hold of chopsticks, i pondered what i would have to do for my mission to saving the world.

Frankly speaking, i don't want to partake into anything life threatening - i want to take the most possible safe route and at the same time provide support to these demon slayers as much as i can; what's the point of me helping Tanjiro if i'm gonna end up dead before his journey to slay powerful demons starts?

The only direction that leads me to supporting these demon slayers without partaking any life threatening situation is to become a kakushi, it's a given option considering i can't just join Tanjiro on his journey without any affiliation with the Demon Slayer organisation - and the government doesn't recognize this organisation at all too. And plus, they won't allow me to join him as a normal citizen, I'm basically a stranger to them.

"Mmhhhhh..." I could feel my eyebrows kissing on my forehead. All these thinking is making my head spin.

These proved to be difficult when it comes to a real life survival. I really commend these demon slayers for being so strong and smart. I'm not smart at all. It honestly surprises me that i could think of some ideas, although it's not helping me at all.

"What are you thinking about again, Kuroyuri-san?" Tanjiro snapped me out of my thoughts, my eyes springing back to his dark red eyes.

I rubbed my head with a sheepish smile, "Ahhh, I'm just thinking what i should do from now on. I can't just stick to your side because i'll obviously just a baggage."

It seems to click something on Tanjiro's mind, i thought i saw him frown but it soon disappeared; whatever, that was probably my hallucinaton.

  "Kuroyuri-san," he sighed, almost exasperated even. "Please don't call yourself a baggage, your presence alone throughout my journey was something very precious for me, and I'm sure that's the same for you. Also, no matter what danger may fall upon you while traveling with me - i'll make sure to protect you at all cost because i made a vow to myself. That i will never let anyone suffer or die infront of me."

I can't believe how someone can look so kind and gentle yet so strong, he let out such a smile that could melt even a stoned, heartless man.

How can he be such a heaven sent?

That is his character but thank the gods for this experience.

Although i appreciate him, i knew better than anyone else how much he will struggle in this journey. Moreover, he will encounter the demon king himself.

To protect the people i love in this demon slayer universe, I need a concrete and effective plan.

  Mh?

I stopped dead in my tracks when i suddenly felt a sickening, heavy pressure on my stomach.

  It's similar to when you're feeling an immense anxiety but it's more focused on the heaviness in your stomach.

For the first time in my life, i felt an immense wave of bloodlust and power. It made me weak.

Through my nauseating experience i haven't notice of Tanjiro's sudden disappearance until i no longer felt the presence; it dawned on me that Tanjiro finally met the demon king - and this event slapped me face hard that i am but a simple flimsy weak woman in the presence of a powerful evilness...

With that in mind, I racked my brain of any possible strategies and plans to supporting my favourite people here.

It seems this is goodbye for Tanjiro for now, "...we will see each other again very soon." After leaving a little note on the table, she disappeared in an alleyway.

.・゜゜・

   
   
  "Huh? Where did Kuroyuri-san go?" Tanjiro, after his confrontation and first meeting with Muzan as well as his encounter with Lady Tamayo had came back to the store to fetch his sister and Momoi herself.

However, upon searching every nook and cranny of the restaurant there is no trace of her shadow or even her scent.

She left...?

Realizing that proved to have hurt him more than he expected at all. He stood on the same place where Momoi's seat should be longer, trying to process things and to hold himself together. Momoi presence was like a breathe of fresh air, he knew to himself that she's a great mental support.

She may be strange and weird, but her warm presence had became his peace - and it felt empty now that she's somewhere but here beside him.

  Shaking his head after taking control of his feelings, the only thing left on his mind now that she's not in his line of sight now is to wish for her safe journey towards her home, or more specifically; for Momoi's case, is her goal. 

Taking the box where Nezuko resides in, he left towards the direction where Tamayo's mansion leads to - while Momoi can be seen walking towards a path that only future could tell.

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