𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 ; demon slayer

- 10. Butterfly Mansion

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TIMESKIP
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"Five times?! I've gotta take this five times a day?! And I have to keep taking it for three months??!!?!" Zenitsu wails, "It's such a horribly bitter taste, too! I'm not gonna want to eat a single thing after taking that! You're telling me that my arms and legs will be restored just by taking this medicine?! Really?!"

"Would you please stop shouting?!"

"Explain to me how that's gonna work! I don't understand at all!"

"Still making a fuss, even now?" Aoi frowns at the boy.

"—Forget even just one time?! Huh! Huh! What'll happen to my arms and legs?!"

"Zenitsu!" Tanjiro exclaims as he looks into the room we were stood infront of.

"Tell me! Tell me!"

"Please lower your voice." Aoi frowns, looking over at the golden-haired boy.

"How many times have we explained it to you now?! I'd you don't stop this, we'll have to restrain you!" Aoi scolds the trembling Zenitsu who doesn't respond. "Oh for goodness's sake!"

"Zenitsu." Tanjiro says as Zenitsu shrieks, jumping out of his skin at the sound of Tanjiro's voice.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Tanjiro asks, concerned, "So you came up the mountain after all."

"T- Tanjiro?" Zenitsu pauses, "And Y/n too—?"

Zenitsu clings onto my arm, head rubbing against my gloves.

"It was terrible, Y/n... just awful! I got bit by this icky spider, and it really hurt! That girl's been yelling at me ever since I arrived at this place also! I hate my life!"

"Zenitsu, did you... get smaller or something?" Tanjiro asks, referring to the extra baggy sleeves on Zenitsu.

"I almost got turned into a spider, so my arms and legs are really short right now..." Zenitsu explains as I grimace at my glove which was now covered with snot and tears.

I take off my glove, resting it on the side table with a mental note to see if I can get another pair of the gloves.

"So that's what happened. And the others? Where are Inosuke and Murata?" Tanjiro questions as Zenitsu frowns in thought.

"I don't know about anyone named Murata, but Inosuke's right over there." Zenitsu says, gesturing his head towards the other bed where Inosuke was laying down silently.

"Oh, you're right! He's been here all this time, and I didn't notice!" Tanjiro yells as the kakushi who was carrying dropped him on the floor.

Tanjiro sits up, looking at Inosuke, "Inosuke! I'm glad you're safe. I'm sorry I couldn't rescue you."

"... It's okay." Inosuke's hoarse voice responds as I grimace, that sounds like it hurts. "Don't worry about it."

"You're voice, is that really you?"

"I heard he mangled his throat of something." Zenitsu shrugs.