Author's Note: I've been losing so much motivation to do stuff urghhhh! But I'll try getting my ass on here more! ALSO, SORRY FOR NO SMALL SKETCHES THIS CHAOTER! I JUST WANTED THIS TO BE OUT FOR YALL BCUZ I KNOW YOU GUYS AHVE BEEN WAITING! ENJOY!

Warning: Swearing

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"Are you all ready?" The sound pillar entered the room, crossing his arms over his chest. His eyes widened at the three boys, all accessorized and glammed up. He gave them a smirk, "Great job! Although the topic was plain, remember?"

Lana snorted, "It's fine! I mean, the women there are already all done-up, right? So it shouldn't really be out of the ordinary. We're good!"

"Hm, you're right. Alright then, let's go!"

"OHMYGOSH, look at this place!" Lana's eyes sparkled as they entered the bustling district, beautiful looking women everywhere she turned, with, of course, the male customers surrounding them as well.

She paused. "Wait- is that disrespectful? Uhh..." "Now that we're here, I'm going my best to try and get you into each of the houses that my wives are in. Try your best to be appealing towards your potential hosts, got that?" Uzui instructed, leading the glammed up four demon slayers through the crowd.

"Tch, these rags are too hot, it's dragging me down!" Inosuke grumbled, clutching the cloth of his kimono sleeve. "I know, I know. Just bear with it a little longer, 'kay?" Lana said comfortingly, patting his back. "Jeez, there's so many people staring at us," Zenitsu cringed, walking closer to her, growing uncomfortable with the wide-eyed stares of both the prostitutes and customers alike.

"I think...I think they're staring at Lana and Inos- Inoko. Lana doesn't exactly look Japanese, so obviously a foreigner draws more attention. Plus, Lana and Inoko's beauty definitely stands out amongst the crowd!" Tanjiro piped up, giving his friends a proud smile.

Lana flushed and giggled, "Shut the fuck up, in fact, you're one to talk, you pretty-ass boy. All of you, actually. You're all very beautiful, especially without the whole get-up."

Tanjiro felt his cheeks warm and he sent her a sweet smile before Uzui interrupted. "Alright, alright. Be serious guys, we're about to approach our first house."

The sound hashira led the four to one of the buildings in the district, where a middle-aged couple sat right behind the open shoji doors. After introducing himself, Uzui stepped to the side to offer the four teens to the house.

The couple took a glance at them before the man pursed his lips and sighed, "Dear me...As much as we'd love to, we already brought in a new girl a few days ago, so I'm sorry..." The woman scoffed, "One should be okay!" The man squawked in disbelief as Uzui grinned at her politely, causing her to blush. "Then I will entrust one to you. Sorry, ma'am."

'Go off, Uzui. Usin' your looks like a baddie,' I smirked and nodded to myself in approval.

The woman flushed and smiled as the man squinted at her suspiciously. "Then we'll take the redhead, she seems so honest and kind." Tanjiro stepped up with a beam on his face. "I'll work as hard as I can!"

Lana's POV

After Uzui thanked the couple for their purchase, I gave Tanjiro a quick hug before we left. "Be careful," I whispered, worried for him now that we'd be in different areas for a while, or at least until Daki and Gyutaro reveal themselves. I knew everything would be fine, but...it doesn't stop the anxiety welling up in the pits of my stomach for Tanjiro.

He simply grinned at me and nodded. "Of course. You too!" I let out a breathless chuckle and ran back with the others, waving off to him before turning my back as he was taken in.

The remaining three of us walked at Uzui's side as he grumbled. "You guys might have some kind of appeal physically, but you three are so worthless that I can only sell you for cheap."

Zenitsu noticeably became irked as a vein protruded from his forehead. "I'm not going to talk to you..." He grit his teeth as steam practically blew from his mouth. I placed a hand on his shoulder, concerned as I tried comforting him, although I didn't really have a clue as to why he was so irritated at the moment.

Uzui became irked as well, glaring down at him. "You mad because I made you dress like a girl? You were the one who said you'll listen to whatever I say."

Zenitsu bristled and was about to reply before Inosuke stepped ahead of us and pointed forward. "Hey! There's like a bunch of people gathering around there!"

We looked ahead to see a large crowd of men and women, mainly men, gathering around a small group. A paper parasol was lifted above the group, presumably to provide shade to the oiran under it.

"Ahh, it's an oiran parade." Uzui stated, lifting a hand to his brow to get a closer look. "It's Koinatsu Oiran from the Tokito House."

My mouth made an ':o' shape as the large crowd parted like the red sea to make way for the high-ranked prostitute, revealing her as well as her entourage. "Oh, wow," I muttered, in awe at the ginormous presence the oiran had walking through the district compared to earlier when I first entered with my boys. I mean, duh! It's a no-brainer that she'd have all the attention, given her VIP status around the area. I wasn't in envy of it, rather, I thought of how exciting it must be to be the centerpiece of the parade as she was. 'Not like I'd be able to be the top bitch around here in less than a day, but man that looks fun!' I thought excitedly.

"She's walking slow. If she was in the mountains, she'd be dead right away," Inosuke pointed out, snapping me out of my thoughts. I turned around to look at him only to be taken aback at the sight of the older lady looking down right behind him, her eyes almost bulging as she stared down. "Um, ew," I whispered under my breath as I looked on in concern.

The woman composed herself before looking up at Uzui with a smile, which unsettled me further due to her snake-like features. "Excuse me sir, I'd like to take this girl in. That okay? I'm part of the Ogimoto House, my eyes don't deceive me." "Oh, you're from the Ogimoto House! Thanks for your patronage!" Uzui grinned, clasping his hands together.

She was about to reply before her eyes snapped over to me, making me sweat nervously under her stare as stars appeared in her eyes. "Is that one apart of your group as well? I'd like to take her, too."

My heart dropped as my eyes widened. 'Oh, no.'

Uzui nodded, flashing her a charming smile. "Why, yes! Same price as the other one." My mouth gaped as he pushed me forward, a bit too eagerly if you asked me. The woman payed him before taking Inosuke and I by the shoulder, leading us down the street. "Lana-chan! Oh no!" Zenitsu cried out, reaching out for me as Uzui held him back, waving farewell to us. "Be well, Inoko, Lana!" The bastard chirped, waving me off as I helplessly reached out behind me to my horrified boyfriend. "I'll see you later, Zeniii-ko!" I worriedly called back, catching myself before I slipped up and said his real name.

I turned ahead as I continued to walk with Inosuke- Inoko, sorry, feeling my fingertips grow cold as I grew nervous for what was to come. 'Fuck, fuck, what the hell...am I gonna do, now?' I internally despaired, mind flashing to the upcoming confrontation with the UPPER MOONS, BRUH.

Okay, um, fuck it's been years since I read the manga, I can't remember every single detail! Er, we get taken in, Inosuke can't speak since he has a deep-ass voice- so actually the fact that I'm going with him is probably the best option since I could be his voice. Uhm, heee snoops around annndd stumbles upon one of Uzui's wives, right? Fuck, I forgot what happens after that! Urgghhhh, this is so fucking scary!

"-Close with the other girl." The woman's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Huh?" I said, looking up at her in confusion. "You seem close with the other girl...Lana-chan, right? That's your name?" I nodded, "Erm, yes, that's my name! And y-yeah, we're pretty close. I hope she gets into a good house. Hopefully I can see her again." The woman nodded, "There's a possibility. After all, she's not too bad-looking. But this is a big district, so Lady Luck would have to be on your side if you can see her again in this busy street."

I sighed and nodded, agreeing with her before glancing off at Inoko, checking on him. He seemed fascinated by the area, which I don't blame him for. I've never seen anything like it in real life before! It's pretty cool!

"How're you feeling, Inoko-chan?" The lady asked, turning to him. He glanced over at me and back up at her before moving his gaze back to me, all the while he remained silent. "Oh! Er, sh-she can't speak, haha! She's mute," I explained, waving my arm dismissively as I stood in front of him. "Really? What a shame," she sighed, dropping the conversation.

A little while later, we were brought to another two-story building, similar to the last house. The woman took us in and introduced us to some of the girls who greeted us when we entered. "Take a good look, girls! We struck gold! We got these beauties for cheap!" Our hostess boasted, presenting me and Inoko. "Kyaaa! Incredible!" The girls gasped, peering over at us. I shyly waved at the gawking faces surrounding us and turned to Inosuke for comfort, gently grasping his hand. His eyes snapped over to me and he furrowed his brows at me before squeezing my hand, which brought me a small reassurance that we were going to be fine.

I gave him a small, unsure smile before our hostess huffed proudly, exclaiming, "I'm gonna educate them hard! They'll be more popular than Kyougoku House's Warabihime and the Tokito House's Koinatsu!" The girls rejoiced and went over to show us around, grabbing me and Inosuke and leading us into the house.

"But isn't this girl still for some reason? A soft and fleshy girl would be so much better!" The girl leading Inosuke questioned, feeling his firm muscles under his thin kimono. "She's more...stiff than plump though," our hostess replied, but shrugged and, hopefully, let it fall from her mind. I sighed as she took me by the arm and led us down, imagining what Zenitsu and Tanjiro were up to.

A while of walking around and getting to know the other girls who stayed at the house, Inosuke and I took it upon ourselves to snoop around since our hostess deemed that we get used to knowing the building if we'd be studying under her. Like she advised, we explored the building, using that as a guise to actually do some investigating. About an hour passed of greeting the other girls and listening into gossip before we finally heard something worthwhile. I mean- listen, I tried to become more talkative in an attempt to hear some kind of sign that something unusual was happening, but since I was new I wasn't exactly surprised that the others didn't trust me yet.

Inosuke and I stood around the corner of a hallway, backs pressed against the wall as we listened in to two girls chatter amongst themselves. Inosuke stood infront of me to discreetly spy on the two, and I figured that'd be the best option due to his natural instincts.

"I wonder is Makio-san is okay," one muttered with worry in her voice. "She locked herself in her room and hasn't come out."

My eyes widened. Makio! That was one of the names of Uzui's wives. It was the one with the blonde streaks in the front, right? I pursed my lips and listened closer, nodding at Inosuke as he turned to look at me, recognizing the name as well.

"She said she wasn't feeling well, but she isn't going to the doctor...The mistress might drag her out soon," the other replied. "I brought her some food now, but I just left it in front of her room."

With that, Inosuke whipped around and grabbed my hand, leading me down the hallway. I followed him, glad he was taking the initiative. "Are we- are we going to check out her room?" I questioned, although it was fairly obvious. Inosuke wordlessly nodded before I felt his grip on my hand tighten and his pace grow faster. "You okay?" I whispered to him, walking faster to lean into his ear. He silently but roughly tugged at the neckline of his kimono fold, leaving me to nod in understanding, chuckling as I squeezed his hand. "We'll get you out of those clothes soon enough, 'kay? Just hold on," I muttered in amusement, hearing him huff in frustration.

We turned the corner and spotted a tray of food sitting innocently in front of closed shoji doors. 'Makio.' I thought in realization, following Inosuke as he crouched back around the corner. A sickening feeling settled in my stomach as my breathing started to grow heavier, feeling Inosuke's hand grow sweaty with my own. I took a deep breath before furrowing my brows. "Let's go," I said before we bolted up and dashed, slamming the door to the side to reveal a trashed-up room, vases fallen over and cracked, a futon ripped and shredded on the floor, the carpet scratched up and disheveled. The walls had long, jagged cuts crisscrossing in different directions. It seemed as if a bear was let loose in the room, it was such a wreck!

I stared around, hesitant to step in since I wasn't sure if that was the right approach. I was so distracted trying to figure out what to do next, I didn't notice Inosuke pick up the bowl containing Makio's lunch until he bursted out, "HEY YOU! I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!"

I let out a startled gasp as he threw the bowl up at the ceiling, shattering the ceramic bowl and sending noodles and broth flying. "Inosuke!" I hissed in fright, fearing that we'd be attacked because of his supposed reckless action before I heard thumps above us, sounds of something scrambling into the hallway via inside the roof. "Oh shit," I hurriedly muttered before Inosuke and I flew down the hall, following the sounds. "I'll drag it out the wall!" Inosuke told me as he began pulling back his fist. I nodded and prepared to back him up just in case, only for my eyes to widen in panic as a male customer rounded the corner and noticed the two of us.

"Ohh! There's two cute girls over here!" He smiled before Inosuke's fist flew into his face, smashing the man into the wall and causing it to crack from impact. "KYAAHH!" Two feminine voices screamed, causing me to whip around in surprise. I didn't even notice they were there! Shit, that really blew our cover!

The two girls, alarmed by our display, cried out, "SHE HIT HIIIIM!" I groaned as Inosuke spun around in a panic, knowing we just lost Daki. He lowly growled under his breath as he panted, clearly just as frustrated as me. "S-someone get the hostess!" One of the girls cried out, and I felt my stomach curl in on itself at her words as I spotted our hostess run over with a couple of the maiko accompanying her. Her eyes widened as she stared down at the unconscious man crumpled in the wall. "Wh-what...What happened here?!" She exclaimed, her eyes bulging in shock.

I sighed and grasped Inosuke's hand, feeling my nerves worsen again. We were in deep shit.

After about half an hour of being scolded, it was thankfully brushed off as an accident. Even more weird, once the customer awoken, he simply let it slide, claiming it was, "An honor to run into girls as cute as them! I don't mind it at all!" ...So, a masochist, eh? Anyways, the two of us were put on a 'time-out' of sorts, made to stay in our room until the next day. I guess it wasn't too bad of a punishment, since we still needed to meet up with the other 3 tomorrow morning to report.

So we headed into our rooms, taking the opportunity to finally discuss what just happened. Once the door was shut, I was about to speak before Inosuke hushed me, pressing a hand to my lips. I watched as he closed his eyes for a moment before he opened his eyes and removed his hand, groaning loudly as he began shrugging off his kimono, tying the sleeves around his waist as the skirt hung off his hips. I flushed at the sight before pointedly look away and settling down on a cushion in front of us, trying to gather my thoughts.

"That damn demon got away! Grrr, we almost had it!" He growled, flopping onto the cushion and resting his arms on his knees. I sighed, "I know, I know dawg. I'm hella pissed too, but that was close. We could've seriously gotten kicked out! You gotta be more careful when it comes to these things! Although, it isn't really your fault. There's not much we even can do in the first place. Hell, I feel so paranoid without my sword..." I muttered, reaching up to remove my hairclip.

"These- these things are so stuffy! And make me feel gross! And it's messing up my senses! URGH! I hate it!" Inosuke complained, tugging at the hairclips in his hair. "Here, let me," I said, reaching over and swatting his hand away to properly take out the clips. The green-eyed boar boy grumbled and ran his hands through his hair.

"Can...Can you help me take off all this powder stuff on my face too?" Inosuke asked, an almost bashful tone in his growl. I blinked at him before beaming and patting his head fondly. "Of course! Here, I'll go ask for a bowl of water and some towels." He huffed at me and limply swatted at my hand before grumbling and staring down at his lap as I got up to the door. Sliding it open, I peered into the hallway, where thankfully two of the other maiko were chatting away. After requesting for what I needed, they agreed, remembering my bright personality from when I introduced myself to them earlier. Boy, was I glad they didn't know about the incident yet.

After I closed the door and sat back down, I rested my chin on my hand, which rested on my knee and thought about my two boyfriends. "I hope Tanjiro and Zenitsu are okay," I said aloud, drawing Inosuke's attention. He scoffed, "Monitsu and Kamaboko are strong, they'll be fine." I was about to reply when I felt something deep in my gut, making me think of Zenitsu. Something told me he was in some kind of trouble, but...It's just a gut feeling, right? He'd run into Daki too, but he'd be fine, right?

I nervously smiled and ran a hand through my loose curls. "Yeah, you're probably right." A knocked at the door interrupted us.

"We have the stuff you asked for, Lana-san!" "Oh, okay! Hold on a moment!"

"LIKE I'M SAYING, THERE'S A DEMON IN OUR PLACE! THIS IS WHAT IT WAS LIKE! I'M SURE! JUST ASK YANA!" Inosuke exclaimed, throwing his arms up and curling his fingers dramatically. I sat behind him, peeking over his shoulder at Tanjiro and nodding in confirmation. Worryingly enough...it was only the three of us who showed up to the meeting point. Neither Uzui or Zenitsu were in sight, causing my stomach to churn anxiously.

"Well...Yeah, well uhh...Just hold up a bit," Tanjiro said in an unsure tone. "LIKE THIS!? CAN YOU TELL IF I DO THIS!?" Inosuke insisted, making a bird shape with his hands over each other and fingers pointed outwards.

"I think Uzui-san and Zenitsu will come here for our regular meet up..." Tanjiro said dismissively. "IT WAS LIKE THIS! I KNOW THAT MUCH!" Inosuke growled. "Yeah, yeah..." Tanjiro blinked. "I think he believes us, but he means to wait for the others," I said with an amused huff, placing a hand on Inosuke's shoulder.

"Zenitsu's not coming."

Uzui said, causing my heart to drop at his words. His sudden presence alarmed Tanjiro and Inosuke, who along with me, failed to notice his arrival.

"What...do you mean, 'Zenitsu isn't coming'?" Tanjiro hesitantly asked, and it seemed as if he was scared to hear Uzui's response. Hell, I don't really wanna hear it if it means bad news, but at the same time, we had to know. I had to know. If something happened to Zenitsu, then I gotta do something about it!

"I think I put you guys in terrible danger," the downcast Hashira admitted, his back to us. 'This shit isn't good for my already deteriorating mental health, homie...' I thought fearfully to myself, feeling my body erupt in an anxiety-filled shiver.

"The desire to save my wives has caused me to commit a grave mental error. Zenitsu-"

'Don't say it.' I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, my lips curling into a grimace.

"-'s whereabouts are currently unknown." '-FUCK!' "He stopped contacting me last night."

I felt my stomach clench as my mouth slowly opened in horror, not wanting to believe him. He solemnly stood up, unable to face us. "You three, get out of here, now. Your ranks are way too low. If the demon here is an Upper Moon, you can't deal with them." 'What do I do!? I forgot what happens, do they go after him? What do we go!? I guess I'll just follow Tanjiro's lead and hope for the best,' I swallowed, although my mouth already ran dry awhile ago after Uzui spoke of Zenitsu's status.

"I will regard people who have stopped sending me letters as dead. From here on, I will move on my own," Uzui stated. "Dead? DEAD!? Listen, Zenitsu isn't dead! He isn't! So if you could just-" I fiercely protested, although to no avail as Uzui merely glanced at me from the corner of his eye.

"Don't be ashamed. Winners stay alive. Don't mess this opportunity up." Was all he said before vanishing. "HOLD IT OLD MAN!" Inosuke yelled, but it was already too late. We stared down at the small circle of smoke just where the sound pillar had just stood, trying to process what just happened.

"Lana..." Tanjiro said quietly, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I know Zenitsu isn't dead. He can't be. I know he's still alive, Tanjiro!" I exclaimed. 'While I am literally telling the truth, to any normal person I look like a lover in denial,' I sighed to myself. He nodded at me, "I think he is, too. There's no way he just disappeared without a fight. Don't worry Lana, we'll find him. Together!" "Yeah," I nodded.

Tanjiro glanced back down to where Uzui previously was. "Maybe he didn't believe us because we're members of the lowest class..." He muttered, furrowing his brows. "We're currently at the Kanoe rank. We're higher up now. The fourth lowest on the chain," Inosuke spoke up, causing Tanjiro to turn to him in surprise. "Huh?"

Inosuke held up his arm, the back of his palm facing us. "Show us our ranks!" He commanded before squeezing his hand into a fist. Miraculously, the symbol of...Okay, okay, Mitsuri taught me this! Uhhh I think it reads as '7th' or directly Kanoe, right?

"What the hell...?" Tanjiro unconsciously muttered, looking at Inosuke's fist with wide eyes.

"Wasn't your hand all itchy in the Wisteria Mountains?" Inosuke's brows furrowed, figuring Tanjiro would've known. Tanjiro looked down at his hand weakly. "I remember feeling an itch, but I was tired...I didn't know about this..." I hummed, "I mean, I felt an itch but I just thought it was itchy like normal. My hands get itchy sometimes like that, so I don't think much of it."

Inosuke slapped Tanjiro's back, noticing his downcast expression. "Cheer up!" He yelled, causing me to giggle at his way of worrying for Tanjiro.

"Yeah, now's not the time. My bad. When night falls, I'll head to the Ogimoto House, where you'll be. Wait for me until then. Acting alone will be dangerous!" Tanjiro exclaimed. "Today, I'll finish investigating the house I'm currently in-" Inosuke bristled, "WHY!?" The boar boy grabbed ahold of Tanjiro's cheek and roughly pinched it. "I'M TELLING YOU THAT THERE'S A DEMON HERE! SO COME OVER NOW! YOU REALLY ARE A TOTAL DUMBASS!" He yelled angrily.

"Hyor rong! (You're wrong!)" Tanjiro whined. "HAAAHH?!" Tanjiro's words only managed to irk Inosuke further, causing him to start swinging his fists at him.

"Inosuke, calm down, you're hurting him!" I exclaimed, shooting up to break them apart. As I ripped Inosuke off of Tanjiro, he finally got the chance to explain himself. "Uzui-san was standing watch outside the stores at night, right? B-but Zenitsu disappeared and the demon at your house hid itself! I think...I think there might be passages inside the buildings!" Tanjiro said, rubbing his head.

Inosuke stopped thrashing around in my arms after hearing this and stared down at Tanjiro with a squint. "Passages?" "Yeah. The fact that there are no demons going in and out of the houses means there's a high chance they're working inside. The demons work in the brothels, which means if they're acting tactfully as humans, they'd have to exercise more caution in killing humans so nobody would notice."

Inosuke paused at this and I finally released him from my hold, letting him ponder to himself. "I see...It'll take time to clean up after a murder. And bloodstains don't just simply go away."

Tanjiro nodded and sat back down. "This is a night district, so demons will find some things convenient, but not others. They have to work at night or people would begin to question them." He glanced down, pursed his lips and then looked back up. "I believe Zenitsu and all three of Uzui-san's wives are alive. And I will act with that in mind. I'll save them for sure."

His ruby eyes flashed to me for a moment before he looked Inosuke straight in the eye. "I want you to act with that in mind as well, Inosuke. And don't die under any circumstances." Although I couldn't see Inosuke's face in front of me, I could tell he took in Tanjiro's words very seriously. "You okay with that?" Tanjiro asked him.

"Everything you said just now..." Inosuke spoke, and I could tell a grin was forming on his face from the way his cheekbones lifted. "Was what I was trying to say!"

I smiled before Tanjiro looked over at me, causing me to grow a bit nervous under his more serious stare. "And one more thing. Lana," Tanjiro said with such a solid tone, it made me grow anxious to hear his next words.

He paused, leaving me to shiver in anticipation before his eyes suddenly softened.

"That goes for you, too. Don't die. Promise me."

My eyes widened as the weight lifted off of my shoulders before I gave him a small smile. "I promise. And you better not die as well, but I know you won't. You're Kamado Tanjiro, after all." Then I turned to Inosuke and enveloped him in a hug from behind, causing him to sputter at my sudden display of affection. "I don't think I have to worry about you much, either, you're plenty strong! Plus, you got me! So there's definitely no way you're gonna die!"

Inosuke turned his head to look at me and scoffed, but grinned nonetheless at my praise. "What are you talking about? Duh, I'm the strongest of them all! I'm everlasting, GRAHAHAHA!" Tanjiro and I snorted before we bursted out into giggles, feeling rather optimistic for this mission. I know we'd be okay, because I got the power of both LOVE and ANIME on my side! Hell yeah!

...To be continued...