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Chapter Seven: Muzan Kibutsuji W/C: 2144
Miyake bowed down to Tanjiro and Nezuko, apologizing profusely to them while Tanjiro tried to lift Miyake back up to explain how he understood Miyake's urgency to get to his sister and that Tanjiro in no way blame Miyake.
How did we get into this mess? Well, it all started back when Miyake got that fated letter from Tanjiro. That the teenager missed Miyake and wish he would come back to accompany him, then again, the letter wasnt supposed to be sent so... it was a total accident and the burgundy haired boy would blush at every mention of it.
Then again, this whole situation was am accident. Miyake had ran into Tanjiro while on a previous mission, (he had put off for about a month because of the blue butterfly's injury), though when he saw that ugly crimson aura.
He knew who was here, but, the faint call of red and blossoming yellow covered his senses.
"Tanjiro..."
Miyake was instantly sent into a panic, running and dodging the crowd as to try and find his Tsuguko. However, at the same time, how could he miss an opportunity to defeat Muzan? But... how would he do this in a crowd of people.
Tanjiro clutched Muzan on the shoulder, startled when he turned and saw a child in his arms, he almost puked. Tanjiro turned pale and sheathed his blade.
Miyake made eye contact with Muzan, as did Tanjiro, the demon king rashly grabbing ahold of his child and faking an innocent smile.
"Ah, darling, i dont know who these people are."
"bullshit.. we are the people who will kill you..."
Tanjiro gulped, unsure of what to do in such a situation, thankfully Miyake had a better plan.
"Ah! My son! Why are you running around in such a big city," Miyake cooed, holding onto Tanjiro's hand in which covered the water users blade, "you could get lost!"
Muzan shuddered at those boring grey eyes, such eyes that had looked upon him with zero fear and zero hesitation of killing him. He smiled once again, though it was shaky and on the verge of a scowl.
Miyake had a hard time not torturing Muzan right then and there, this person... no... monster.. this monster hurt so many people. He hurt the ones he loved, he hurt Hikaru.
God Miyake wished to tear into Muzan, forcing him to devour eat one of his own organs, regeneration was a bitch. Miyake would grab onto each of his limbs, tearing them apart over and over again..
As if Miyake was the monster...
Tanjiro nervously grinned back at Miyake, sensing such strong and heavy anger, it was crisp and almost burnt smelling, "Oh! Father, yes. Thank you! My apologies sir, I was lost and I thought you were my father."
