"Young miss, are you trying to escape?"
Doma chuckled. "Why? You came to my Eternal Paradise Cult to see me, didn't you? Wasn't it for worship and blessings? If you have something to say, then say it. Why are you running away? Are you afraid I'll eat you?!"
Doma rose from his cushion and excitedly approached Shinobu Kocho.
Although he couldn't eat her older sister, the former Flower Hashira, eating the younger sister didn't seem like a bad alternative at all.
"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer! I have my Nichirin Blade, my Nichirin Blade…?"
In her panic, Shinobu suddenly realized her sword was no longer in her hand.
When the cult's believers had led her inside to meet their leader, she had been required to leave her weapon behind to "prevent assassination attempts." At the time, she thought it was reasonable. She never expected the leader of the Eternal Paradise Cult to be a demon.
And not just any demon.
Upper Rank Two.
She had entrusted her Nichirin Blade to Mitsuri for safekeeping.
Now she stood completely unarmed.
Shinobu swallowed hard. Facing the steadily approaching Doma, she felt utterly powerless.
Was she going to die here?
Even though it was daytime, without her Nichirin Blade, she didn't believe she could escape this room.
"Oh my, Miss Butterfly, why are you trembling so much?" Doma tilted his head with a warped smile. "Are you excited? Excited to be eaten by me? To merge with me?"
A faint blush spread across his face.
"Ah, Miss Butterfly, you're truly adorable. You're making me so hungry."
He licked his lips slowly.
"You disgusting, perverted demon! Stay away from me! Go to hell, go to hell!"
Shinobu grabbed whatever she could reach and hurled it at him in desperation.
Cushions. Teacups. Decorations.
Doma simply tilted his head slightly, dodging everything with ease.
"Oh my, why so fierce? Like a snarling little kitten. So cute."
"Mitsuri, run! Run!!!"
Realizing she couldn't escape, Shinobu burst into tears and screamed toward the door at the top of her lungs.
If she couldn't run… maybe Mitsuri still could.
Doma chuckled lightly. "Miss Butterfly, I forgot to mention, this room is very well soundproofed. How well? Well enough that even your happy little moans when I bite you won't be heard outside."
He leaned closer.
"You don't need to be so afraid. Everyone outside longs to be saved by me. That's why they worship me. I am saving you too. Sending you to paradise. Freeing you from this painful world. Shouldn't you thank me? At least say thank you, Miss Butterfly."
He brought his face close to hers, smiling playfully.
"Stay away from me! You're disgusting! Go to hell, go to hell!"
Shinobu trembled uncontrollably.
She was afraid of death.
She didn't want to die here.
But she stood no chance against him.
Upper Rank Two.
Within the entire Demon Slayer Corps, there was no one who could defeat him alone.
She was doomed.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she silently cried out in her heart.
Who… who could save her?
"Why are you crying? Crying will make your face less pretty, Sister Shinobu."
A familiar voice echoed through the room.
A warm hand gently brushed her cheek, wiping away her tears.
Shinobu froze.
She slowly looked up.
Standing before her was a man dressed in a tailored black suit, impeccably neat. His complexion was slightly pale, and his plum-red eyes glimmered faintly.
"R-Ryuya?"
Her voice trembled as tears welled up again.
"What, you don't remember me? Sister Shinobu's memory really is—"
Before he could finish teasing her, Shinobu threw herself into his arms.
She buried her face against his chest, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, sobbing uncontrollably.
The faint fragrance of her hair drifted upward. The warmth of her body pressed firmly against him.
Ryuya froze for a second.
"Wuwu…!"
Her soft sobs trembled against him.
Like a girl lost in the darkness who had finally found shelter, she clung to him desperately.
Even though she often disliked him, in this moment, he was her only lifeline.
If he was here…
She wouldn't die.
He would protect her.
Only he could protect her.
Her usual composure shattered completely under the crushing weight of fear. Right now, she didn't need pride. She didn't need strength.
She just needed someone to hold onto.
Ryuya sighed softly and gently patted her back, allowing her to cling to him without resistance.
"Young Master Ryuya, what are you doing?"
Doma stared in surprise.
But the next second, his face flushed red as he began murmuring obsessively.
"Ah, ah, Young Master Ryuya, you're so warm. Holding Miss Butterfly like that, she must feel incredibly happy right now. I understand that feeling. It's salvation, isn't it? Salvation."
He covered his face and leaned closer.
"Miss Butterfly is so cute too. To be eaten by such a gentle Young Master Ryuya… sugoi. It's simply wonderful. Ah, ah, ah!!!"
Eaten?
Ryuya, who had originally been debating whether to eliminate Doma for Shinobu's sake, suddenly saw an opportunity.
He smirked slightly, his crimson eyes glinting as he looked down at the trembling girl in his arms.
"Yes, Sister Shinobu is adorable. She really makes my taste buds tingle."
His gaze locked onto her wide, rabbit-like eyes.
Shinobu froze.
Then she realized what he meant.
Her pupils shook violently.
Her grip on Ryuya loosened slightly.
Ryuya…
Wanted to eat her?
He…!
...
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