Demon Slayer Fanfiction: When the Storm Rises

New blurb

“Shinjuro-senpai, it's been years. Please give me a lesson.”

I held a wooden sword and bowed respectfully.

“Boring.”

He gave a drunken grunt without even lifting his eyelids.

The next second,

my wooden sword struck his shoulder hard.

That first blow was for the pride you let die.

The second was for the responsibility you abandoned.

The third was for forgetting who you used to be.

He was stunned by the beating. “You...!”

My eyes reddened, but my wrist trembled:

“Do you know how much I admired you back then?”

The Flame Hashira, once so full of spirit. The man whose love I kept hidden for more than ten years.

Now he was nothing but a useless drunk.

He wasn't that man anymore.

So I'd be the one to beat some sense into him.

A native Demon Slayer girl, no System.

Just a wooden sword and a heart that's been broken once.

The blurb's events have already been written.