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Looking down intently at the kimono that was placed on the study desk, (Y/n) poked his finger on its fabric and quickly retracted his finger. 'Nothing happened... thought this was going to be some kind of test or something.' Sighing in relief, (Y/n) grabbed the folded-up kimono only for something to spill out of its fabric.

Putting back the folded-up kimono, (Y/n) kneeled and grasped the paper. Unfolding it, (Y/n) skimmed through the message as a sigh left his lips once he finished reading it. "The gods decided to give me a little gift, huh?" (Y/n) smiled softly as he looked back down at the paper. 

"Hey! It's me, Tsukiyomi the Moon God. Well, I decided that maybe death was better than whatever we just gave you so I decided to give you something to sweeten the deal. :) Here, it's a kimono with a red haori! Don't worry about outgrowing it, it'll fasten its fabric perfectly around your body so you'll never outgrow it! Pretty smart, huh?" Chuckling at the happiness of the Moon God, (Y/n) looked back down at the second paragraph.

"Don't worry about it getting dirty or anything, you wanna know why? It's because it can't get dirty! Sure, it can get ripped, but it'll quickly batch itself up! Bye for now! ;))" Folding the piece of paper, (Y/n) got up and picked up his gifted kimono. 

"I have been wearing the same thing for the past two days..." (Y/n) whispered to himself, before shrugging. 'It won't hurt to just put it on.' Nodding at the idea, (Y/n) unfolded the kimono and looked at it in its full glory. 

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I'm really bad at explaining things so here's something to help with that. The art is not mine.

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"Honestly... the Moon God ain't that bad!" (Y/n) smiled at himself and quickly slipped on the kimono, and then wrapped the haori around his waist. Putting on the top knot crown hairpin on his hair (Only if you want to since it's easier for longer hair) he looked around his outfit and smiled.

"It's so pretty!" (Y/n) squealed and clapped his hands happily. "Shut up! It's literally 2 am! I'm trying to go to sleep!" Gorou yelled making (Y/n) quickly stop clapping his hands. "Can you stop being so mean to the poor child!" Sora scolded Gorou making him yell back at him.

"Both of you! Shut up before I tie you up in a tree and leave you there overnight!" Fumio shouted at them making them quickly quiet down. "Seriously, can't anyone have any sleep around here?!" Fumio groaned.

"Sorry..." (Y/n) apologized awkwardly as he scratched his cheek.

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Two months later...

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Getting up from his pink futon, Nobuyuki Fumio yawned as he messed up his hair. Stretching his arms, Fumio slowly got out of bed as put on his night shoes, his nightgown clinging tightly to his feminine figure.

Walking over to his window, Fumio slid it open as the birds chirping filled his senses making him smile in content. "What a beautiful morning-"

"Fighting!" (Y/n) yelled in excitement as he zoomed past Fumio's window covering him with mud. "Fighting!" (Y/n) yelled again as he began to run up the mountain to begin his training. Slowly lifting a hand to his face Fumio felt the mud, his smile still stretched on his face. 

"-to commit murder." Fumio finished as he walked towards his study desk and opened one of the drawers, pulling out a sharp knife. 

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Sneezing on his sleeve, (Y/n) looked around. "Who's talking about me?" (Y/n) asked himself before shrugging. "Mustn't be anything important." (Y/n) reassured himself as he readied his sword once again.

"Breath in, breathe out. Feel the earth around you, and dance with the stars." (Y/n) chanted as he swung his sword close to the ground once more, only to halt before it could hit the ground. Closing his eyes, (Y/n) took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

"God's Breath: First Form- Falling Grace." (Y/n) whispered as he swung his sword to an innocent tree, spikes coming out of the ground and pierced the tree filing it with deadly poison. Bowing down at the dead tree, (Y/n) prayed for it before getting up and preparing himself for another practice set.

'Two months have passed since I came here from... somewhere, and now I'm apparently some kind of god blessed child.' Killing another tree with his first form, (Y/n) huffed as he continued to use Total Concentration: Constant while doing his attacks, his healthy body covered with mud and sweat.

'At first, it was too much to take in, but then I got used to it and started my training by myself.' Jumping high in the air as he dodged an imaginary attack he landed back down on the floor and pierced his sword on the ground.

"Gods Breathing: Second Form- Trapped Lamp." Once (Y/n) whispered the attack glowing vein-like things appeared shining from underground and quickly made their way to the three targeted trees as the vein-like things got out of the ground and wrapped around the three trees, hugging it tightly to the point that it squeezed to death.

Whipping away a bead of sweat, (Y/n) readied his sword once more only for the blood-curdling scream of someone to stop him. Looking to his left (Y/n) put the sword away back into its white sheath and ran to where the cry for help originated from.

'Please, please be okay-' (Y/n) stopped running as he came face-to-face with a horned demon, its long and sharp black nails pulling out the heart of a young man who wore a black kimono with the kanji written at the back saying "Annihilate".

"Another one of you disgusting pests came here thinking you can kill me? Please, look at you now, your heart in my hand!" The horned demon cackled as it threw away the body of the dead boy as he gobbled up the heart, joy clear in its black eyes.

Seeing the joyous demon with widened eyes, (Y/n) took a step back as his senses screamed for him to leave. Looking over at the eyes of the dead boy it looked right back at him as if he was begging for him to save him, to avenge him.

Clenching the handle of his sword, (Y/n) gulped down the fear that he had and looked away from the dead boy only to glare at the demon. 'You killed an innocent young boy who had a whole life to live only for it to be cut short by none other than you. This can not stand as it is. If the gods picked me, it must have been for a reason, so let me put that reason to the test.' Unsheathing his sword (Y/n) breathed in as his eyes shined for a second.

"What a wonderland this is- huh?" Widening his eyes, the horned demon dodged the quick attack as he leaned against a tree. "Who the hell are you?!" The horned demon asked as he got up, sharpening his claws as he glared at the boy.

Looking back at the horned demon (Y/n) did not answer, and instead went for his neck. "Gods Breathing: First Form- Falling Grace." (Y/n) announced as he looked down at the demon, the night moon illuminating his figure.

Taking in a deep breath, the horned demon backed away towards the tree. 'This kid-! It's as if his eyes are shining! No, I can't die just yet! I have to make it into the lower moons-!' Feeling his head flying down to the ground, he sucked in a deep breath as he waited to be turned into dust, only to find, to his luck, that his head did not turn into dust, nor did the rest of his body.

"Huh?" (Y/n) stared down at the beaming horned demon, confused as to why he is not dead. 'I cut off his head, any normal human should be dead by now! Just what is he?' (Y/n) asked himself as he watched the demon's defeated frown turn into a triumphant smile.

'No, I knew from the beginning that he was no human, but still... I cut off his head!' Stepping back as the body of the demon kneeled to place his head back, the demon looked back at the frightened and confused boy and smirked.

"How hilarious! It seems that you're not aware of how to properly kill a demon. Well, that dead demon slayer sure knew how, but couldn't! I feel bad for him, you know if only he was a demon then he would not be dead." The horned demon faked pity as he sighed, his head fully reattached to the rest of his body.

'A demon!' Widening his eyes, (Y/n) hold on his sword tightened. 'Isn't it those things that Tsukiyomi warned me about?'

'I can't attack it, whatever I do I know that he would just regenerate. The only option now that might save me is to go on the defensive.' (Y/n) concluded, biting his lip in worry of how this would end up.

"What... what are you?" (Y/n) asked him in a shaky voice, his grip on his sword becoming weaker by the second. The demon's smirk widened at the question. "I am... perfection!" The demon yelled as he lunged at the boy. Inhaling a deep breath, (Y/n) put his sword in front of himself in hopes to be shielded.

"Perfection my ass." An unknown voice growled as the man swung his sword towards the demon's head, quickly killing it. Opening his right eye to see the unknown man (Y/n) saw a boy with scars littered all over his body, his hair white with his wide eyes being a purple color.

Looking over at the demon (Y/n) let out a quiet gasp as he saw the head of the demon fall to the ground as it quickly began to turn into dust. "No! This wasn't supposed to happen! No! No! No!" The horned demon yelled in despair, only for him to yell out his last words as he drifted off with the wind.

Getting up from his slightly kneeling position, (Y/n) looked up to his savior as he saw him sheathing his sword, his eyes locked on the dead body of the demon slayer.

"Thank you!" (Y/n) yelled as he appeared in front of him, bowing down at the man as his head touched the ground. Looking down at the (H/c)-haired male, Sanemi tsked and walked around him and walked towards the dead body.

"Get lost, kid." Sanemi ordered him only for the boy to shake his head. "I can not, you saved my life, thus I am indebted to you." (Y/n) shot back making Sanemi growl. "Look, kid-"

Lifting his finger to his lips, (Y/n) shook his head and gestured towards the dead body. "We can talk about this later, but for now we have to bury this poor soul." (Y/n) stated, his voice suddenly changing into one of seriousness. Lifting an eyebrow at the change of tone, Sanemi sighed and nodded. 

"Just... bury him already." Sanemi ordered as (Y/n) happily nodded his head. "Of course!" (Y/n) exclaimed, grabbing his sword (Y/n) began to dig a hole using god-like speed. Sweatdropping at the sight, Sanemi frowned as he rubbed his temple. 

"Done!" (Y/n) yelled as he jumped up from underground and grabbed the body of the dead demon slayer. Going down the hole, (Y/n) gently placed the demon slayer down as he put the demon slayer's sword in the boy's hands. 

'No warrior should die without their weapon.' (Y/n) thought in his head as he jumped away from the hole. Quickly covering the dead body with the dirt that (Y/n) dugout, (Y/n) looked to his right as he saw the flowers that he saw while fighting the demon. Walking over towards the small piece of land on which the flowers were, (Y/n) picked up a handful and walked back towards the grave, placing it on top of where the arms of the demon slayer should be. 

Putting his hands in a praying position (Y/n) whispered a prayer for the young man's passing, small tears threatening to leave his control. 'I got too excited to meet my savior that I completely forgot about you... forgive me.' (Y/n) bowed one last time before looking back at Sanemi. 

"Teach me." (Y/n) demanded making Sanemi scoff. "Why the hell would I ever teach you anything-" Cutting Sanemi off, (Y/n) quickly got into his personal bubble. "Teach me!" (Y/n) yelled at him making Sanemi glare at him. 

"Teach me, sensei!"

"I am not your sensei-!"

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ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴀʏ/ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ!

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