[Demon Slayer] Demon Slayer Corps, Do You Take in Demons?

The author is lazy. OOC warning. Having fun writing is what matters most. Sending love. As a demon, Xiatian can’t eat human flesh in the summer, and can’t even stand the smell of blood. She can’t go out in the sun, yet she can drink Wisteria tea. The only thing she can call food is the blood of Upper Rank Two, the one who turned her into this. Douma is rather fond of the little pet he made himself. They have the same hair and eye color, enough to make him believe in fate. The little thing doesn’t want to eat people, so he raises her on his own blood. Unfortunately, the little thing has no idea what it means to repay a kindness. All she thinks about is how to escape. Douma says, “Go ahead and run. If you get away, I lose.” Xiatian really does manage to escape. But now she has to choose between being raised by a demon and being surrounded by a group of Hashira. For a moment, she can’t tell which is worse. Xiatian trembles, weak and pitiful. She immediately surrenders to the swords at the Hashira’s waists. She begins earnestly explaining that she is a conscientious demon who never eats people. Not only does she never eat people, she often helps lost children find their mothers, brings comfort to lonely old folks, and persuades other demons not to eat people. She is a truly good demon, worthy of moving heaven and earth. The Wind Hashira looks ferocious and is the first to say he doesn’t believe her. As he speaks, he raises his sword high and brings it down without hesitation, slicing into his own arm. Holding up his arm, which is pouring blood, the Wind Hashira snarls, veins bulging in his forehead: “I’ve got rare blood. Come on, demon! You can hardly wait, can you?!” Xiatian, who can hardly wait, tumbles away on all fours: “Urgh… urgh… urgh…” The Wind Hashira: ??? Theme: A lighthearted comedy to help you relax