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Muzan gritted his teeth in rage and annoyance.
He sent two demons to kill the boy who he encountered the other day.
They failed, the boy was still alive and well, the thought made him boil.
He would clearly be a problem, the boy made that clear with his little speech that he gave to Muzan the first time they met.
"Bastard." Muzan tightened his fists.
Muzan had ordered upper moons six, Daki and Gyutaro to arrive to the area, they were expected to arrive at the setting.
He was hoping the pair would success in bringing him.
Muzan blinked and the two were before him, bowing.
"Master, we've arrived to fulfill your wishes." Daki said as she raised slightly.
"There is a boy, he has hanafuda earrings and burgundy hair, bring him to me."
"Alive or dead?" Gyutaro questioned.
"Alive, I want to be the one to kill him." Muzan smiled.
The two raised and were quickly gone, leaving Muzan to himself.
Tanjirou gripped the straps of his box tightly as he walked down the stranded dark street.
It was rather quiet, most likely due to the time, it was late, Nezuko was in the box asleep, she was exhausted, just as he was, today had been rough.
Tanjirou yawned. He was exhausted, he had just finished a battle between himself and a demon, he was looking for a place to stay for the night.
Tanjirou paused in his steps as he heard a faint noise. He turned his head around in each direction but found nothing.
"Odd." Tanjirou muttered.
Tanjirou once again stopped in his steps as he heard the noise, it was louder and more audible.
Tanjirou turned to the bench near him. He took the straps of his shoulders and held the box as it was off his back, he placed it on the bench and pulled out his Katana.
Tanjirous face was fierce as he gripped his Katana, he turned around slowly but failed to see anything.
"Hey, hey, hey! He fits into the description master gave us."
Tanjirou turned around to see two demons, the demon who yelled out was tall and slender and appeared to be a woman, the one next to them was a tall muscular male, his anatomy was rather odd.
Tanjirou was immediately on guard and began to run towards the to demons.
The male smirked as he began to run towards Tanjirou as well.
Gyutaro manipulated his skin as he ripped out his kama.
Tanjirou aimed his Katana for Gyutaros neck but grunted as the other blocked it with his kama.
Daki ran towards Tanjirou from behind and shot out her sash, it wrapped around Tanjirous arm causing him to drop the Katana.
"Aaugh!" He yelled out as Gyutaro gripped his hair and threw him to the ground.
Tanjirou didn't get to sit up as Gyutaro gripped his neck and squeezed.
Tanjirou moved his hands up to his neck, attempting to pull his hand of his throat.
Gyutaro snickered. "My my! Your weaker then I thought you would of been." He said with his hands still squeezing Tanjirous throat.
Tanjirou was gasping for air, he felt tears appear in his eyes.
"Master said to bring him alive." Daki said with her arms crossed.
"I won't kill him, I can still have fun, hm?"
Tanjirous eyes suddenly widened. "Nez—uko!" She was still asleep on the bench, if he could just— wake her up she could get away from the fight!
Gyutaro let go of his throat, he then kicked him in his side.
Tanjirou was now near the bench he left Nezuko on. He held onto his burning side, Gyutaro had no mercy when he kicked Tanjirou.
His air way was clearly damaged, he struggled to get a breath in.
He got up and ran towards the bench, in the distance he could see Gyutaro laughing.
"Such a coward! Come fight me!"
Tanjirou picked up the box and ran as fast as he could, but he lasted five seconds before Gyutaro was Infront of himself, he once again kicked him to the ground.
"What's this thing?" Gyutaro stared at the box in confusion.
Gyutaro aimed his hand for the box but Tanjirou moved back quickly, he seemed protective.
"You can't touch this! You can't, this box is more important to me then my well-being! I won't let you touch it, I wo—" Tanjirou was cut of as Gyutaro suddenly grabbed his hand and snapped his bones.
Tanjirou cried out in pain as he dropped the box.
"Wow brat! You haven't managed to lay a single mark on neither of us, it's pathetic! Don't tell me what to do." Gyutaro snatched the box as Tanjirou sobbed.
"The scent is familiar." Daki said as she approached.
"How do we open this thing?!" Annoyed Gyutaro threw the box to the ground, he watched as it broke, revealing what Tanjirou was trying to protect.
"Nezuko, wake up! Nezuko get away, please!" Tanjirou couldn't move, he was trying but the amount of times he was thrown made it seem impossible.
Nezuko was unsurprisingly worn out, as he thought about earlier, they had just left a battle between them selves and a demon.
Tanjirou looked for his katana, blood continuously dropped on his legs, he needed to get out of here! He couldn't beat these demons, but he refused to leave without Nezuko.
"My my! So this is what you tried hiding from us? A human carrying another demon! Astonishing~ Master will be happy with us."
Tanjirou, with the last amount of strength he had left in his body slowly stood up, every bone in his body screamed at him.
"Gah.." he let out a small sound of pain as he continuously tried to stand up.
"Brother! He's trying to get away, do something!" Daki said as she pointed to Tanjirou.
Tanjirou felt his eyes widen with distress, his katana was so near— if he could just reach it—
"Auugh!" Gyutaro had squeezed his leg, he felt his side break like shards of glass.
Gyutaro countinuisly laughed, that evil malicious laugh, the laugh that sent chills down his body.
"You still haven't learned your lesson? I'm surprised that you can still even attempt to move, considering the bloody mess you are." Gyutaro suddenly pulled out his Kama.
"Your so weak I haven't even had to use my poison on you! Pathetic, pointless, freak!" With each insult Tanjirous heart panged.
Gyutaro suddenly impaled Tanjirous neck with his Kama.
Gyutaro watched as Tanjirou screamed in pain, he couldn't do anything to help himself,he couldn't move his arms to wrap them around his throat, he could only stare at the bloody liquid coming out of his throat.
Tanjirou began to choke and cough out blood.
Gyutaro smiled, a fake look of empathy on his face.
"Aw, how sad. Pathetic human, are you to weak to fight back?" He stomped on Tanjirous broken leg.
Tanjirou felt sudden nausea, the pain was unbearable.
He eyed the female demon getting nearer and nearer to Nezuko, as tho she was inspecting her.
"G—et away fro—from her!" Tanjirou made pauses in his sentence as blotches of blood fell from his mouth.
Gyutaro was met with sudden rage. "How dare you! Who do you think you are huh?! Don't tell my sister what to do!" Gyutaro slammed Tanjirous head into the ground, Tanjirou was no longer capable of keeping his consciousness, he began to see black in his vision.
The last thing he saw before he blacked out was the pool of blood Infront of him, getting bigger and bigger.