1st POV
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I can't believe it.
Upper moon one.
I GOT THE BLOOD YO- I don't even know what pushed me to pull something like this and I knew for a fact that I was the kind to think my plans through and through before acting on them. So WHY oh WHY did I smooch a DEMON!? well not really smooch but COME ON. I can't believe I did that. I knew I could be unpredictable but LORD.
Granted that it was the only way for me to snatch some blood without seeming like a threat at the moment because, Allah, those demons ain't joking especially Koku-oh boi I called him 'Koku-kun'-. DIDN'T THINK IT WOULD BE SO EFFECTIVE THO. Ah crap, that's embarrassing.
Seppen was quietly observing me frantically pacing back and forth for a while now, wondering what had me so worked up before snapping her head toward something, probably some bug, ignoring my predicament. The sun was beginning to rise, the previously darkened night gave way to a new day which made it unlikely for any demon to come out as rays of sun started filtering through the trees. Unless they were dumb enough not to book it-We were currently in a clearing, kilometers away from the hot springs, far enough from where I assumed Kokushibo still was because there is no way imma be able to face him after the stunt I pulled.
"Alright, calm down. There's no need to freak out." I inhaled then exhaled a few times before truly calming down. Well, what's done is done I guess, can't take it back. A hand came resting on my belly with a grimace.
If I hadn't had the reflex to suppress my pain receptors all the time, It would've been horrifyingly painful! This is the second time I got impaled for Allah's sake!
'It better not become a recurrent thing or I'll lose my shit!'
I scowled.
It wasn't the first time that I got lethally hurt.
'Though, I've got a vague feeling of getting beheaded by a tall handsome dude...or whoever that was. Meh, probably dreamt of it.'
Scowling, I brought the vial currently in my hand to my eye and observed it closely for a few seconds with a small grimace. Dang, this shit could really turn anyone into a demon? Well shit, better keep it away from people then.
The way I obtained it was quite simple, not that anyone other than me would've managed such feat, but I may or may not have...created it and used the opportunity of him being stunned by the ki-peck that was a peck-to fill it to the brim since his arm wound was still kinda bleeding-wonder why he didn't instantly heal it though. I don't know how I thought of this on the spot but I guess it was to avoid a confrontation that would've complicated things. Didn't wanna fight him even if winning was definitely in the bag. Not to brag but being OP had definitely a thing to do with it.
I sighed, making it disappear somewhere in my house in the fridge preferably to keep it until the time comes or when I cross paths with Tamayo, which seemed unlikely at this rate since hiding was her specialty. Oh to be a protagonist! Everything would converge around you and conveniently be placed on your path just to make your life of Shonen hero a bit more interesting and easier to follow. Oh yeah, could start investigating at Asakusa, I've been there once or twice before just to buy a few kimonos/yukatas and curiosities that I stored in my room. But thinking of it now, it might not be a good idea unless I ask Kagaya. The demon woman might relocate and not meet sunshine when needed if I just randomly approached her and her little simp. Plus, I could cross paths with discount Michael Jackson which would be sick but ight, don't wanna change things too much or the timeline might go haywire.
Welp wasn't expecting to get an upper moon's blood this fast! One closest to Muzan in power no less! But hey, no can do.
Speaking of blood, Meleoron-whatever, he's probably dead. Dayum Kokushibo chill- said something about mine. I racked my brain trying to remember what 'marechi' meant, and fished out my phone to check on the wiki only to groan in exasperation.
Marechi or rare blood are usually seen as blessings for demons since their blood was 100x more scrumptious than normal blood for them. Although my situation... doesn't seem to correlate with what the wiki says. It is said that a mere cut is enough to make any demons in the vicinity go apeshit and lose focus the moment they get a whiff of it.
I frowned.
In my case, most of the time, they would show confusion about my scent, even mistaking me for a demon because of how weird as hell my smell apparently was in comparison to regular humans. Or those with good enough senses-like Kokushibo for instance-will immediately sense that something was wrong but wouldn't be able to pinpoint what. It is said that marechi blood had a distinct scent and would immediately attract demons in search of power and exposure to it will probably stun the demon enough, as shown by Sanemi, who uses it as a distraction to easily slay powerful demons since his blood was far stronger, rare and appetizing than the regular marechis. Hence his scars, but I digress.
What I don't understand here is why nothing happened when I was, well, donut'ed. They should've reacted the moment I got a hole through my stomach, right? I mean, I bleed quite profusely. Shouldn't that have been enough to make them go ape-
-The demon licked the blood off of his fingers then paused, eyes going wide
Ah.
That explains it.
It seems like my blood is a little...different. The smell seems to be, well, what you'd expect of normal blood but once they ingest it, it must be when they realize that I'm some kind of marechi as shown by Meleoron earlier. Must have something to do with my status then, not that I complain but I'll just be more cautious and adopt a sturdier body rivaling dbz characters to avoid damage next time. Sounds good enough. Yep. The wiki doesn't say much about Marechis as it wasn't seen frequently in the Manga.
'Guess it's time to start experimenting. Yay me. It'll keep me busy anyway, the time the story goes back on track. At least it's better than sleeping the two years away, no offense Nezuko.'
I conclude while wiping my mouth still covered with the red liquid that I hastened to evaporate before stretching my back, a lil bit tired by the previous events.
'This explains why he went bonkers upon tasting my blood. Fantastic.'
I decided to get out of the yukata before anyone could see me 'cause I'm pretty sure there's a village nearby and put on concealing attires once more. Cloak, kimono top, hakama, bandages. You know, the usual, plus the mask Tengu gramps got for me. A soft smile graced my lips at the sight of it. It was carved with utmost care and professionalism that my heart swelled with fondness. Do I have to say that I consider him my grandpa? I guess so. I gently put it on, not wanting to damage it of any sort with my strength because lord, I'm a menace.
'Wonder if I can shift. Gotta try it when no one's around.'
It's far more difficult to find a place to shift nowadays since there were humans like, everywhere and the transformation wasn't soundless either which would immediately be noticed. Didn't wanna scare them into believing that there are other monsters besides demons and might end up mistaking me as some kind of Gashadokuro.
You know those ginormous man-eating skeletons or some shit. People were easily afraid these days which was...kind of a given knowing how easy it is to kick the bucket here.
That would be hilarious though. Heh.
3rd POV
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[1 year before canon]
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Throughout the year 1913, there were rumors...about a tall masked and cloaked individual going around the country, helping any villages they set foot in by eliminating threats, be it humans, bandits, criminals, and whatnot or supernatural beings, unknown by many, demons. He, because whoever met him instantly assumed that he was male due to the height was always seen sporting a dark kitsune mask with yellow eyes and golden markings along with a long dark cloak that made it nearly impossible for anyone to try and guess his appearance. However, despite the attire, it was said that he was quite...generous with every person he crossed paths with and wouldn't hesitate to lend a hand to those seeking help, going from the mere errand to paying the most unfortunate people's debts off without demanding anything in return. No one knew who he was or why he did it but his appearance was always followed by good fortune and luck.
Over time, those saved by him, usually victims of prejudices and even demons attacks, ended up labeling him[TAIYO-SHIN]太陽神 (Sun God) because of the sun always present on his signature cloak, making it easy for anyone to identify him. Although some tried to unmask him on several occasions when they thought he wasn't on guard only to find themselves tied up on a tree with a strange...doodle of the...
...male genitalia on their forehead...
Be it hired bandits, demons, or even some...pesky slayers, there was no discrimination on who received it.
This was apparently a frightening punishment because the doodle was extremely, no, nearly impossible to remove, unless the victims fulfilled a hundred good deeds in the span of a month, otherwise it will permanently remain. Least to say that the attempts quickly lessened every time he was seen strolling around town.
Eventually, the rumors soon reached the ears of several important characters who at this point had only one desire, to discover who this...'Taiyo-shin'-who didn't seem to belong to any sides- could be as he was never seen wearing the demon slayer garb nor used anything related to them, therefore made him an unpredictable foe/ally?
Regarding the members of the demon-slayers corps, some began patrolling more often in hope of one-day crossing paths with him and maybe try to rally him to their cause, whilst ignoring the fact that their leader, Oyakata-sama, and some like Enoki and Urokodaki were aware of 'his' identity. However, every time he was spotted somewhere, he would quickly disappear before anyone from the corps could try and make contact with him, as if deliberately playing a game of cat and mouse with them. Though it was known at this point that he would be seen aiding inexperienced slayers overcome powerful and dangerous demons and would shortly disappear before any experienced if not a pillar could get to the scene.
This 'Taiyo-shin' was truly an enigma to many to the point of getting a specific individual's attention.
[Infinity castle- Time -??]
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A sharp but melodious buzz of a biwa echoed into space and was shortly followed by the appearance of numerous powerful beings who seemed rather...confounded by the sudden summon. After all, summons in the infinity castle of every upper moon were of an extremely rare occurrence compared to the lower moons who were weaker, therefore were prone to change every 10 years or less, unlike the upper moons who remained the same for centuries and were rarely seen gathered together. Rare case being the defeat of one of them for instance could've been a motive which apparently was not the case at the moment since all the numbers ranging from six to two were present. Only Upper moon one was nowhere to be seen, though it was common for him to hide his presence which could explain the lack of him standing among his peers.
"Ah! Guys, long time no see! How have you been?"a rather cheerful voice, irksome to some, resounded the moment everyone found their bearings. The owner of the voice, a pale golden blond-haired demon with a bloodstain atop his head and his most noticeable features, rainbow-colored eyes on which the Kanjis upper and two were imprinted grinned at the sight of those around him. His bubbliness, a big contrast to the staid atmosphere rang through the air, though it wouldn't take any clever person to notice how jive his words sounded."After all it's been..."he hummed, tapping a bloodied finger on his cheek, it seemed like he was in the middle of a 'meal' before getting summoned, though he didn't seem particularly bothered by the interruption"...years since we've seen each other!"He settled for that, not bothering to wipe the blood off his lips.
[UPPER MOON: TWO]
DOUMA
"A-actually...it-it's b-been...112 years s-since our l-last gathering..."in came the meek voice of a rather frail-looking demon whose most notable features were the large bump on his forehead, the horns, and his very thin skeletal frame.
[UPPER MOON: FOUR]
HANTENGU
He immediately flinched with an"EEK!"the moment he got everyone's attention on him and proceeded to quickly scramble away and hide behind a big colorful ceramic pot from which a quite...grotesque looking demon seemed to be growing out of it. Grotesque by the two large green mouths situated where the eyes are commonly found, whilst said eyes were located vertically, one in the middle of his forehead with the Kanji for upper, the other in the open-bottom mouth on which the Kanji for five were engraved while his body was armless with infant-like arms lining his back.
[UPPER MOON: FIVE]
GYOKKO
"Hyo Hyo! It has indeed been a long time, Douma-dono!"said demon choose to ignore the one currently cowering behind him and decided to greet the rainbow-eyed demon with enthusiasm, his figure wiggling with each word pronounced."Have you found any utility to the pots I gifted you?"
Douma perks up,"yes, actually I did, Gyokko-dono!"they then dissolved into small talks about the apparent use of human heads as substitutes for plants, delighting the abstract-looking demon, though the others ignored the duo.
"Hmpf, I can't believe such unappealing creatures are placed right in front of me!"a female-looking demon, garbed into oiran attire with Upper and six imprinted in her lime green eyes muttered while glaring at the cowering demon who flinched, then at the grotesque demon-going by the name Gyokko-who choose not to acknowledge her comment, too busy discussing art ideas to care.
[UPPER MOON: SIX]
DAKI
She then turned her attention toward a pink-haired demon. Her attitude doing a complete 180."Akaza-kun! You're as beautiful as always!"She smiled coyly, rather glad to see the male.
The demon in mention briefly sent her a small nod,"Daki."acknowledging her presence before turning to the biwa demon to the oiran's slight annoyance for being overshadowed by her.
[UPPER MOON: THREE]
AKAZA
"Is master here?"the biwa demon responded with a shake of the head. He seemed displeased, though he went on,"What about Upper Moon one, is he here?"although, before he could get a response, an arm was slung around his shoulders.
"Well, well, well! If it isn't my best buddy, Akaza-dono! Still refusing to eat women I see! You know you might actually surpass me if you did, haha!"
"Move your arm."
"Huh? Now come on I'm just teasing you, aren't we best fri-"the lower part of his face was immediately ripped off by a punch. There was a beat of silence, though the damage quickly healed."Whoaa! Did you get stronger? That was quite the punch!"
The pink-haired demon was now seething, veins grew on his forehead as he slowly looked toward Douma which got a pitiful'eep'from the frail-looking demon, his pure unadulterated hatred for the blond showing. Before things could escalate further, the biwa demon spoke.
"Upper moon one was the first to arrive. He has been here the whole time."
[BIWA DEMON]
NAKIME
They all visibly jolted and quickly looked around and true to her words, said demon was sitting in a proper seiza, alone in a room feet away from them.
"I...am here."he uttered quietly. He seemed rather...well, by upper moon standards at least. Though they wouldn't be able to tell as he wasn't one to show interest in them by actively interacting with any of them."Muzan-Sama has arrived."
[UPPER MOON: ONE]
KOKUSHIBO
Everyone immediately kneeled prostrate before the demon king who could be seen sitting upside down on a chesterfield reading a book, though none of them, except Douma, dared to look up. It seemed like he had been here for a while now.
[DEMON KING]
MUZAN KIBUTSUJI
The male wore lavish clothes proper to the era, hair combed neatly for a man of his standing as he turned a page from his book, not bothering to interrupt his reading in order to address them properly."it has come to my notice that there seems to be quite a disturbance going on lately."he said plainly.
The upper moons were tempted to exchange looks of confusion, wondering what might have pushed their master into summoning them all after all these years, let alone when none of them seemed to have perished, though they refrained from asking as he went on.
"Especially going by the name of... 'Taiyo-shin'"his grip on the book slightly tightened, partially damaging it at the reminder of the sun or anything remotely related to it. The mere mention of it evokes an almost primitive disgust in him.
"Ah! I heard of him!"Douma exclaimed, raising a hand as if he were in a classroom, seemingly unaware of his master's fool mood,"I mean, one of my followers spoke of him! Though I find myself quite annoyed that he's growing into popularity among humans recently! I might lose some followers because of him!"he ended with a pout, supposedly upset over the matter.
The Oiran perked up, on her forehead a third eye with the Kanji six and yellow sclera was watching the exchange, signaling the presence of her brother.
[UPPER MOON: SIX]
GYUTARO
"It's been for a while but I heard by some slayers that he apparently was not part of the corps as seen by his constant avoidance of them. Even hashiras seems to have trouble locating him."she informed dutifully. Thanks to her posing as an Oiran, she had quite the hands-on information and everything going on at night, knowing that some humans tended to have loose mouths around women, and after many cups of sake, be it politics and rich merchants, staying updated was an easy achievement for her and slayers weren't exempt from it. A deep blush colored her cheeks due to having her master's attention on her."Unfortunately, I don't know much as he never set foot in the red light district, my apologies, Muzan-sama."she bowed deeply.
"Indeed, what Daki-chan said! I've heard that he kills demons too, so that must mean that he's at least powerful enough to take them on! And here I thought only demon slayers were nuisances. Does Muzan-sama wishes for us to get rid of him?"Douma informed giddily. If he could get rid of that pest, he wouldn't have to slaughter his followers trying to seek this 'Taiyo-shin' out. He felt quite...insulted that they would try and do so when he was here trying to help them! Truly insulting! Though Douma was just pretending to care and was simply looking for a reason to murder people.
"Hm, that's...interesting."he hummed, closing his eyes to ponder."It seems that only Douma and Daki are aware of the situation. What of you lots? Nothing to add? Useless."he sneered in the end toward the others, causing them to lower their head in shame while the two in mention glowed in exhilaration, well one of them in this case, the other was just pretending to show happiness.
Although they all briefly heard about the rumors, some of them did not really pay attention to it at the time. It seems like they should've, though, this was quite...strange. Usually, Muzan-Sama tended to be discontent with everything, so for him to only show slight crankiness instead of his typical conniption which would end up in a blood bath puzzled them, though they wisely kept these thoughts to themselves.
Speaking of the devil, slitted plum eyes snapped open."Find him. Once you do, offer him the possibility to turn into a demon, and if he refuses or opposes resistance, kill him. I do not want him on the demon slayers' side, am I clear? Something quite...strange seems to have happened to the Ubuyashikis but I do not know what,"he mutters to himself in the end, veins bulging suddenly around his face, showcasing his displeasure, though, it quickly receded."No matter, just find him. I'll offer blood to whoever manages to bring him on our side."he finishes dismissively.
They all responded in unison."Understood!"relieved that their lord didn't seem particularly displeased with them, though the unspoken relief was for short notice.
"What of the 'blue spider lily'?"
'shit.'
For the first time since their creation, the upper moons all felt an immense sense of kinship in front of danger.
After Muzan was done nagging them about their inability to find one simple flower over the years, he dismissed himself, leaving the upper moons to their own devices. He had better things to do than supervise them. He could leave that to Kokushibo. Although...there was something quite strange going on with the upper moon that he couldn't define, he choose not to dwell on it and returned to whatever activities he had been doing prior to the meeting.
Once their master took his leave, Daki was quickly approached by the blond.
"Daki-chan! How's my little protégé doing? And Gyutaro? It seems like we're the only one able to meet Muzan-sama's expectations nowadays! Don't you think?"Douma chirped, unknowingly sending spikes through the others' chests. Or perhaps was it done on purpose? Who knows."Let's team up! I'm sure we'll easily find this...erm...Taiyo-shin, yes!"The blond went to hug the female who jolted in surprise at the sudden call of her name.
The eye on her forehead narrowed in suspicion for a second before disappearing completely, deciding to let his sibling deal with the annoying demon.
"EGH! ! Let go of me you freak!"the Oiran bellowed, breaking out of the prestigious character for a more bratty attitude, repeatedly slapping and scratching the blond across the face while sneering. Douma released peals of laughter, unfazed by the assault on his face as he held the thrashing woman in his arms.
Speaking of face, a vicious punch blew the upper part of his head, sending it to who knows where. The infinity castle was a hassle to comprehend even for them. Only Nakime knew every nook and cranny of the place, having spent a major part of her existence inside. Douma released Daki in surprise.
"You're noisy, you nuisance."Akaza spat in distaste. He was already pissed off by the blond's comment and mere presence so he had little to no patience for him. He turned to a thankful Daki with an aloof look while the blond dramatically whined about how poorly his 'Best friend' treats him, regenerating as fast as he got hit."What do you know about this Taiyo-shin? Is he strong?"
Hantengu and Gyokko's attentions were picked too, quite curious about the matter, though the former remained rooted in his spot quivering, not wanting to approach his peers in fear of getting hit by Akaza.
"Indeed! I was not expecting Muzan-sama to show this much interest to the point of summoning us for it!"Gyokko added in, swaying as he spoke."And to think that I devoured a human who wouldn't stop yapping about him just a mere week ago! How unfortunate!"
"Ah~ I got information too! Do you wanna hear it?"Douma sang. They paid him no mind, turning to the Oiran in expectation. Rude.
Daki blinked before adopting a superior look."Hmpf! Why should I tell you weirdos?! You heard it! Muzan-Sama promised blood to whoever finds him! I don't know why I should help you! Sucks to be you!"
"Tsk, damn selfish brat."Gyokko muttered, returning to his pot in disinterest, wondering why he thought he'd get anything from this stupid child while Akaza's eye twitched but remained silent.
An irk mark grew on Daki's face, having heard the comment."What did you call me?! You stinky piece of rotten fish! Ugly!"She insulted, rudely pointing toward the pot."And you dare call this art? Disgusting, just like you!"
There was a beat as everyone stared at the pot in silence until an infuriated Gyokko sprang out of it, glowering,"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, YOU HARLOT?! I'LL KILL YOU!"the little hands lining his back all clenched tight in anger.
Daki being none the wiser bared her teeth in defiance, flower patterns emerging on her face while she took a stance, the pink obi around her intricate kimono springing to life to imitate spider legs, sharp and ready to cut anything on its way.
"Mah mah! Gyokko-dono, there is no need to be upset!"Douma attempted to placate things by placing himself between the rankled demons with an easy-going smile, hands held in a pacifying manner,"Daki-chan is but a child, she doesn't know better, you should know that, right? Our role as superior beings is to give leeway to those lower than us, not scold them over trivial things, right Aka—"
His head was instantly cut off by a flash of pink. It bounced on the tatami mat once or twice with a yelp then rolled to a stop next to a horrified Hantengu who nearly passed out in fright."EEK! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!"
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING 'CHILD'?!"Daki's shrill voice echoed.
"Daki—"
"SHUT UP ONI-CHAN! THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!"She spat in their mental link, earning a mental eye roll from Gyutaro.
Akaza watched with barely concealed satisfaction the headless body clumsily scamper to its head, feeling vindictive all of a sudden.
"Daki."an unnerving silence fell over the entire castle as everyone froze the moment they heard his voice. They momentarily forgot that he was still here. Daki didn't move...no, she refused to move as her eyes were blown wide in fright.
"O-oni-chan...!"
"OH, now you need me? Don't bring me into this, you idiot!"
"But—"
Her breath hitched as her eyes slowly shifted to the side only to be met with purple. The little colors she had drained off of her face. Upper moon one stood right next to her, staring at her with his unnerving set of eyes, his tall frame scaring the wits out of her while a hand was placed atop his sword. Despite not knowing much about him and only seeing him once, it was known that he didn't take lightly those disrupting hierarchy and would immediately reprimand them in the worse way possible. And even...executethem.
Tears involuntarily welled up in lime green eyes in dread at the thought of what might happen to her, expecting to be mercilessly cut into pieces the moment she opens her mouth. She couldn't run, he'll easily catch up! WHY WASN'T THIS STUPID ONI-CHAN OF HERS SAYING ANYTHING?! Daki nearly fainted the moment he opened his mouth to speak.
"...Do you mind...telling me what...he looks like...?"
Silence.
"...'h-he'..?"Daki squeaked in incomprehension, barely keeping herself from passing out in fright.
"Taiyo-shin..."The swordsman clarified pithily.
Baffled, everyone stared at the strongest with wide eyes. Douma halted from placing his head back to stare at him, slack-jawed. Even the usually unperturbed Nakime showed interest in the situation. Despite her living as long as the master, she had never witnessed Kokushibo-sama not react to a disturbance, let alone not reprimand the cause of it. So it was quite shocking to see that he didn't immediately disciplinethe troublemaker. Something...wasn't right.
Still shaken, the Oiran immediately blurted the information requested, fearing that he might decide to wipe her from the face of the earth in one strike and keep her brother instead if she didn't do so. She even described what the target looked like from what she had heard from the humans visiting her house while posing as Warabihime. The target wore a long hooded cloak, usually dark with suns on the front and back, and a distinct black kitsune mask with a golden sun on the forehead followed by markings of the same color. She further added that he was 6ft precisely and could be found wandering everywhere at any time, be it night or day which is what made it quite difficult to locate him. He could sometimes be seen carrying a large rectangular box. No one ever bothered to question what was inside.
In her terror, she involuntarily informed everyone, the others noted.
The swordsman pondered for a few seconds then nodded in gratitude, further shocking them all. He appeared next to the Biwa demon with great swiftness that made Daki nearly stumble, realizing that she unknowingly saved herself from embarrassment and certainly death since he would've easily disposed of her if she went to book it. They watched him exchange a few words with Nakime before vanishing altogether after the latter used her biwa, sending him to who knows where leaving incredulous demons staring at the spot he previously occupied.
Douma blinked before chuckling heartily, having placed his head back."Well, that was anticlimactic. This is the first time I see Kokushibo-dono not berate a kouhai! He must've finally applied my advice! I'm glad!"the blond cheered, clapping his hands,"Aren't you a lucky one, Daki-chan? You just dodged a bullet!"
He turned to the woman only to hum in surprise as he watched her collapse on the ground with tears streaming down her face. She shortly proceeded to wail. Loudly."I...I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DIE..! ONI-CHAN..!"
Gyokko showed signs of irritation at the noise and returned to hover above his pot, grumbling in dissatisfaction while Hantengu shakily lowered the hands he had on his head in protection to instead plug his ears from the noise Daki was making. Akaza watched with mild annoyance the blond try to comfort the noisy woman, failing miserably while a pale greyish arm grew out of the Oiran's nape which then went to pat her head. Probably Gyutaro trying to comfort his sister. The strange scene put aside, the tattooed demon's attention was drawn to Nakime.
"What did Upper moon one say?"he inquired. This got everyone's attention. Daki momentarily stopped crying to listen, though there were still hiccups now and then.
Nakime brought the bachi* near the strings of her biwa."To send you back."
Before anyone could react, a buzz resounded and everyone was sent back to where they were prior to the meeting. Nakime wasn't dealing with them any longer than necessary and they were quite...troublesome and noisy, which she found...unpleasant. She enjoyed her silence and isolation thank you very much. Ruby lips stretched slightly in a small smile when she was greeted by silence, the sound of her biwa echoing softlythrough the entire castle as she played tunes of her own making. Waiting for her master's next orders...
Bachi* = wooden Plectrum
