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Grabbing onto the light wooden box, I hashira away before he could hurt Nezuko with his katana. This seemed to anger him more, considering he quite literally growled. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU FILTHY DEMON?!" He roared out of rage. "I'm protecting an innocent child from a man who's blinded by his lingering hatred." I replied in a calm manner, taking a defensive position and tilting my head to the side. "MAMA-" A thud and a groan interrupted his sentence. I turned to see my son. My wonderful son. "It's okay, son. Stay there." I smiled sadly at him. Everyone else's position seemed to have faltered at my statement. For they have realized that this demon hasn't made a move to hurt anyone since they got here. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯... 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥. -------------------------------------------------------- In which, you are Zenitsu's mother that's turned into a demon. Trying to get by with your companions who are all against Muzan, your only wish is to have your child in your arms once again. WARNING: Abuse Mentions of Rape Violence Angst Fluff and I believe that's it. (I sincerely apologize for not making one earlier. I was reminded of one today.) Giyuu is 30 when he gets to Tanjiro's trial. For... plot reasons-? (Tomioka x reader) "𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥."
Prologue
