Demon Slayer : The Silent Journey

Chapter 19: Let's talk

[Seiji's POV]

Holy fucking shit.

If I got a penny for every time a demon came into my life and made me want to roll over and die, I would have two.

It's not much but fucking hell why'd it happen twice?

What were the chances that in my very first mission as a demon slayer, I would encounter the literal demon king? The chances were so slim that it was a clear indication of my remarkable fate in this world.

For real this was the type of shit experienced only by the main characters.

..or the side character who would soon die to show just how scary and brutal the main villain was. Hopefully, I was neither and I haven't realized the third option yet.

The Asakusa Ward of Tokyo was the place I found myself in. It was also the place where the demon king was hiding in plain sight, blending in with the thousands upon thousands of humans living here.

I'd assumed it must be quite easy to do so since he could shapeshift on command. Heck, he was in his women form when I met him but I was sure he would've changed that form by now.

I quickly went to the direction opposite to where Muzan went and I also prepared myself to leave the city. Honestly, fuck the mission. The culprit behind the missing people was obviously Walmart Michael Jackson here and I was like, five years and ten more training arcs away from being at his level.

So I decided to leave the city as soon as possible, which was about the easiest decision I made in my life.

I put a hand on my heart and felt my heartbeat calming down. It was embarrassing to say but his simple presence reminded me of the most traumatizing event that happened in my life.

I completely lost my cool because of that, which was totally not cool. I knew I had serious unresolved issues from both lives but I did not like confronting them.

Instead, I found a loophole of ignoring all of those problems or traumas and I learned that if ignored them long enough, most wounds heal with time.

This one would too.

When I am the strongest Demon Slayer and when I drive the demons to extinction, all of these traumas will be solved.

Like I said, I just need time.

Time will heal me.

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"Watch where you are going idiot!!" I saw a man on the train scream at me as I barely crossed the rail.

I wanted to scream back that I couldn't help it, I was running for my literally life right now, but I chose to keep my mouth shut and continue to leave the city.

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[3rd POV]

Muzan Kibutsuji walked into an alley and quickly changed his form into that of a man. He put a hand on his face while grinding his teeth in anger.

He was found out.

He thought he had hidden perfectly but that boy was able to tell instantly that he was a demon.

How the boy did it, he did not know. But he knew he needed to remove him before he revealed the information.

He snapped his finger and immediately, two of hs loyal servants appeared kneeling beside him.

They were high-ranking demons he kept around them to run errands whether that be killing people or bringing him humans.

They were not as strong as the twelve demon moons but together, they had the potential to be one.

"There is a demon Slayer in the city, purple hair and eyes. He is a lower-ranking demon slayer so quickly dispatch him and bring me his head." he said and immediately, two demon disappeared to complete thier mission.

It was not often that thier lord gave them important missions like this so the two demons, Susamaru and Yahaba, ran on top of the building to look for thier prey.

it did not take them long to find thier target, in fact, Yahaba did not even have to use his eyes to track thier prey.

"Watch where you are going idiot!!" they heard a scream and when they looked towards it, they saw their target, a demon slayer with purple hair.

He was running out of the city, he was trying to escape them.

Not a chance!

"Hey Yahaba, do you think we will be able to become Twelve kKzuki after this?" Sasamaru asked in a giddy tone.

She was too obsessed with being one of the Twelve Kizuki that she was ready to do anything. She even went as far as calling herself one due to her obsession.

"Maybe, but I know the Lord will reward us with his blood if we complete this mission." said Yahaba.

They both had smiles on thier faces as they followed the demon slayer outside of the city. They planned on attacking him then.

And so they walked to thier deaths.

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[Seiji's POV]

I was being followed.

Which was a lot creepier than it sounds.

Especially when it was a bird on top of your head who told you that you were being followed.

At first, I thought it was Muzan but then she told me that they were two demons, a girl and a boy. Relief instantly washed over me as I realized it was not the demon lord.

Instead of coming after me himself, he had sent two of his underlings to deal with me. And from the description, I think I know exactly who they were.

Susamaru and Yahaba.

They were one of the earliest demons Tanjiro encountered in the series. If I remember correctly, they were one of the lower moons.

But I was not too worried since they were pretty weak, being killed by Tanjiro before he even acquired Sun Breathing.

If I had to rate my current straight, I would put myself in the same rank as a weak Hashira. I was at the level of strength where I was not really afraid of the lower moons.

So when I finally reached far enough from the city, I stopped in my tracks.

I slowly pulled out the sword on my back and then I turned around to gaze at the two demons who were following me.

"Weak."

The word left my mouth unintentionally.

Just from looking at them, I could tell that they were nowhere near the level of a lower moon. Maybe they were even weaker than when Tanjiro met them.

But it was not a bad thing.

At least with them here, I could have an excuse for claiming that the mission given to me was indeed accomplished.

They remained on top of a tree, their face were in the shape of confusion. They wondered how I could see them in the darkness and whether I really noticed them or I was just bluffing.

Nevertheless, after a minute, a temari ball shot towards me and I smiled.

It was a good time to vent out all of the shitty emotions I just went through. Who knows, this could be like therapy.

"Let's talk."

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Auhtor : Fighting is like talking to him, for those who got confused in the last sentence.

Stone me, I can take it.

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