"L/N Y/N, I hereby appoint you in charge of ensuring the safety and progress of the Swordsmith village." 

She kneeled in front of the male that stood before her, commanding with such a soothing tone. With her head held low, she responded with the utmost respect, 

"Yes, Ubuyashi-sama. Your wish is my command."

"I believe that you understand your responsibility to report back to me regularly. I shall conclude this meeting with you. You are now dismissed."

He leaves the room, letting her lift her straining head up. A sigh left her lips, unsure of the new chapter in her life. She was no longer given missions that were back to back but her new responsibility left a huge weight on her shoulders. The Swordsmith village is extremely important to the Demon Slayer Coups, forging nichirin blades for them. She stands up, legs slightly wobbly from kneeling for a long time, and heads back to her place to pack up. Among the pillars, she was probably known as a 'shadow' to them. Her abilities were tremendously strong but her unfortunate fragility of her body disallowed her to be a pillar. As she stood outside her room with boxes to be moved, Kanroji hugs her for the last time before Y/N had to leave. Kanroji frowns,

"I-I'll miss you. Make sure to send me letters often and if you're able to, visit me."

Their arms wrapped around each other, sinking into the warmth of each other's embrace. Y/N softly whispers,

"I'll miss you too, Mitsuri. You have to take care of yourself, alright?"

"Mhmm..."

She whines into her friend's clothes, not wanting to break free. It was then she saw several Kakushi take her boxes to load them onto their backs.

"I guess it's time I have to leave."

Kanroji grabs her shirt,

"NOOOOO! Stay a bit longer!"

The pink-haired lady started brawling as her best friend was about to leave her side. Y/N sighs and flicks her forehead,

"I'm not dying. I'm just leaving for a while. I'll make sure to come back."

"P-Promise?"

She sniffs, and Y/N nods. Her arms wrap one last time before allowing her friend to depart in peace. The way towards the village was not an interesting one. Trees, trees, and more trees. 

"L/N-san, we have arrived."

The swordsmiths lined up at the entrance, awaiting their new comrade. She makes her way to the chief, bowing to show politeness.

"Welcome, L/N-san. I am extremely grateful to you for accepting this task and hope that your stay would be a pleasant one. I have told the Kakushi where you'll be staying. Meanwhile, you should get to know the other swordsmiths."

Y/N went one by one, meeting each swordsmith. Upon reaching a certain swordsmith, she gets knocked in the head.

"O-Ouch! Kanamori-san!!"

"You come here to take care of us but look at the state of your sword!! How dare you spoil my beautiful creation!"

"S-Sorry... I faced an upper moon and the fight damaged it a lot."

Kanamori sighs and takes away her sword, looking at the pitiful state of his making. Her eyes laid upon an energetic boy on the right.

"And you are?"

"I'm Kotetsu! Nice to meet you!"

Y/N smiles and looks back at the chief,

"Chief, there's only 4 of you here?"

"Well, it's mainly us but we do have families here... The 5 of us are the main swordsmiths here... WAIT."

He peeks at the line, noticing one person was missing.

"HAGANEZUKA, COME OUT THIS INSTANT!"

Everyone sweatdropped at the anger in his tone. For a small man, he possessed a booming voice.  The group walked towards a specific building, clanking of metal could be heard. The chief kicks down the door, angrily glaring at the male that hammered his way onto a blade.

"Haganezuka, did you forget about L/N-san's arrival?"

The lady fans the air in embarrassment,

"Please just call me Y/N. I sound old when you call me '-san'."

The male stopped his work, an expression of frustration could be seen even through the mask that hid his features.

"Okay, Hello. I'm Haganezuka. Now, can I go back into making these damn swords?!"

The chief sighs,

"No Mitarashi Dango for you if you don't properly introduce yourself in a friendly way."

Haganezuka ruffles his hair and walks towards Y/N, not wanting to sacrifice his weekly supply of his favorite Dango. 

"Name's Haganezuka Hotaru. 24 years old. If you want to get on my good books, get me some Dango."

"L/N Y/N, 22 years old. I've been assigned to take care of the village. Please take good care of me- wait, sorry. I will take good care of you!"

She bows to him and the others. Her body straightens and she turns her heels towards Haganezuka.

"By the way, that's a cute name."

"HUUUHHHH?!"

He was about to start a fight with this person that called his name cute, which he absolutely despised. Some Kakushi's appeared, holding him back from unnecessarily hurting Y/N who did not flinch. The chief taps onto her leg,

"Let me show you where you will reside."

She walks out with him, an angry Haganezuka in the background shouting indecent words.