《Muichiro Tokito x Reader》Chapter 9 Have they lost their brain cells...
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Uzui's POV
I started to sweat bullets as Y/N-chan was glaring at me with eyes full of anger.
"U-um I have a mission to find a demon in the Light District." I said shaking a little with fear.
"Then why do you need three girls, you could always just ask for your THREE wives" Y/N retorted, emphasizing the word "three".
"W-well you see that-they lost all c-communication with m-me." I stuttered, as I changed my gaze to a furious Muichiro.
"Hmmm I see, why don't you take Tanjiro and his trio?" Y/N asked, crossing her arms.
Hmmm why didn't I think of that !
"Alright Tanjiro, boar mask and cry baby you're coming with me" I said, while posing in my most flamboyant pose.
Y/N's POV
I saw Uzui take the trio with him on his mission as the trio was in awe about how fast he was. I glanced at Muichiro but jumped when I saw him so close to my face.
"T-Tokito-sama what are you doing?!?" I said backing up a little.
"Hmm, your eyes are pretty Y/N-chan," Muichiro said, coming closer to me.
We just stood there for a few minutes until my crow decided to scream.
"CAW CAW Y/N-SAMA HAS A MISSION WEST FROM HERE CAW" Kuru shouted, flying in circles over our heads.
"Well I guess I'll see you soon Muichiro."
I walked away back to my estate to change and get a few supplies to help me up north like a jacket or Haori and a scarf. Once I finished packing my bags, I went to my futon and took a book from my library. Most of the books given to me were from Giyuu, Shinobu or from Otōsan. I sat down and started reading for a while. At a certain point, my eyes began to feel heavy as I dozed off to sleep.
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~ Time Skip ~
I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on my window. I sleepy sat up to the window to see Muichiro waving with his same expressionless face. I quickly got up and got dressed into my winter uniform, grabbed my stuff and ran outside. I was almost at the exit of Headquarters when I was pulled to the side and engulfed into someone's arms. I turned around and returned the hug.
( Imma make you guess who hugged you) I finally reached the train station and saw a few lower ranks waiting for the same train as mine.
"Hey." I said, making a few of the lower ranks jump at my sudden appearance.
"What are you doing here, we're waiting for a powerful Hashira not a feeble girl like you." one of the lower ranks snickered.
I look at the boy dead in the eyes.
"Hmm what if I told you I was that Hashira?" I said, raising my hand for a challenge.
"How about hand in hand combat? Just pure skill, I'll even take on all of you at once." I said, as my eyes darken a little.
He and the other lower ranks lead my outside as they got in a fighting stance. They were a little confused on why I'm not putting on a fighting stance, but nonetheless one of the ten boys came at me, aiming a punch to my face. I quickly grab his wrist and proceed to throw him behind me with a little to no force. One of the boys backed down while the other ones lunged at me. I hit them on the side of their necks with immense speed.
"You over there." I said pointing to the boy who backed out of the challenge.
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"Y-yes !" he stuttered, sweating bullets.
"Please take them onto the train." I said with a hint of anger in my voice.
I walked back onto the train sitting down in an empty compartment. A few minutes passed when we finally arrived at the mountains. I found it fine, not cold , not too hot, but the lower ranks on the other hand were freezing their butts off.
"H-how are you not c-cold !" the lower rank demon slayer asked, shaking from the cold.
"Hm unlike you dimwits, I actually asked the Corps to make me a winter uniform for the cold and I also came prepared." I said, a little dumbfounded since these demon slayers seem to have lost their brains or they don't have any brain cells left.
(Small secret : You have two uniforms one of them is your normal one with oversized sleeves and a knee length skirt. You also have a winter uniform, since some missions would take place in winter or on a snowy mountain you designed a uniform that could sustain cold weather. Your winter uniform has the same kind of sleeves but with fluffy white fake fur on the ends and your skirt also has white fake fur on the ends. It also comes with a long cape like Haori with small mist patterns.)
(Mini author's note : Im so sorry for not posting is so long ;-; I just wanted to make this part a little longer.)
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