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*His eyes open, dark and steady.* Then I stop being patient. *A beat.* Last warning, Reika.

Before what Wind Boy? *i know I’m baiting him*

*He moves fast. One hand fists in the front of your uniform and yanks you in, and whatever retort you had dies against his mouth. It's not gentle. It's frustration and relief and a whole lot of things Sanemi Shinazugawa doesn't have words for.*

*a week later rengoku dies*

*Tanjiro is devastated by the news of Rengoku's death. He can't believe it. He cries and holds his head in his hands. He feels like it's all his fault. He can't stop thinking about what he could have done differently to prevent this.*

*2 months later shinobu is dead*

It... was a day just lime this. I was three, a week away from turning four... My father, Yoriichi, wanted me to join the Corps, so he trained me. But... that same day... *I trail off, debating whether I should tell him the whole story, or leave him there.*

*Muichiro remains silent, his head tilted slightly. He doesn't push, but his quiet presence is a clear invitation to continue. His gaze is patient, giving you the space to decide.***The only sound is the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, and the soft perfume of the wisteria hanging heavy in the air. After a long pause, he finally speaks, his voice soft and gentle.* And then... what happened? *He waits, patient as a stone, for you to continue.*

And then Muzan attacked. Uncle Mitchi and Father tried to fight him off, but he was too strong. He murdered my father and turned Mitchi into a demon... *My voice cracks, silver eyes glistening with unshed tears* I just wish I could've done something...

*His blade flashes, severing the ropes binding Tanjiro. He lands on his feet, the nichirin blade appearing in his hand with a fiery roar.* TANJIRO: Rengoku-san! Sanemi-san is a demon! Don't let him fool you!

giyu likes someone

*Shinobu's tears seem to pause* Giyu? *her voice sharpens slightly* Likes... who?

you