Demon Slayer : The Silent Journey

Chapter 63: The Love Hashira

[3rd POV]

(Mitsuri Kanroji)

A day without him felt wrong, like a meal without salt if she had to describe the feeling.

It was truly odd she felt that way when she had been living 16 years without him. It was only a month ago when they met but she felt like she'd known him her whole life.

And she missed him, as if she had known him her whole life.

"It's been years..." she whispered while gazing up at the blue sky, like she saw him do often. She imagined that anywhere he was, he would look up at the sky too and at this moment, they would be seeing the same scene.

"There you go again, lost in thought. It's only been a week." her mother said while stitching patterns on a blanket.

'A week that feels like years.' she thought in her mind.

"He said he would return after a month did he not? Stop thinking about him and he will be back in no time." her mother said.

"...."

How the heck was she supposed to not think about him? Trying not to think about him in itself was thinking about him.

"Come, help me with this." her mother finally said and Mitsuri dragged herself up from the veranda and sat down beside her mother.

"Hold this for me, and cut the threads." her mother said and Mitsuri moved absentmindedly. Her body was doing the task but her mind was not on the same task.

She couldn't help but worry.

Demons. Those nasty beings that feed on humans and lurk in the night. Seiji told her that they were stronger than humans and the Demon Slayer Corp was the only shield protecting innocent lives from the demons.

Seiji himself was in the Demon Slayer Corps. No one knew but he was fighting battles to protect everyone.

He was not like those soldiers who killed other humans in wars, he was genuinely protecting humanity. Even though he was not rewarded with medals or fame, he did it for his family who were killed by demons. He fought to make sure no one would face the same tragedy that he did.

Mitsuri really admired him.

But she couldn't help but worry at the same time. What if he got hurt while fighting against those demons? What if he....she didn't even want to finish that line of thought.

'I should be with him.' the thought suddenly invaded her mind and wouldn't leave.

She was supposed to be his wife, was she not? And the duty of a wife was to always support their husband. Should she really be staying still like this?

.....

"You are gifted Mitsuri, you are incredible." Seiji once told her while he was teaching her some fighting moves so that she could protect herself.

He said that all her life, she was forced to hide her strength so he wanted her to release all those shackles and freely use them.

He said she should know the limits of her body. He said it was a crime for her to not know what her body was capable of.

"You always say that...do you really think so?" she said while looking at herself. Seiji was strong, many times stronger than herself especially when he used his strange breathing, so she did not have to hold back when she was with him.

That also made her feel that she might not be that special.

"Absolutely. I am certain that you can become stronger than most people with a little bit of training," he said with a are smile.

....

She remembers this interaction. Does that not mean that she could become a Demon Slayer and fight alongside him if she trained?

Maybe then she would be more helpful than just staying here.

'But he told me to wait for hi..' she thought in her mind. Her mind was telling her that Seiji did not want her to do it. Maybe because he was so protective of her and did not want her to ever be in danger.

Yet her heart was telling her to do it. There was a strange calling to the idea of being a Demon Slayer as if she was born for it.

In the end, Mitsuri was one to follow her heart instead of her mind.

She suddenly stood up, spooking her mother, and she yelled out.

"I have decided!!" she said with sparkling eyes.

"What is it Mitsuri?"

"I have decided to go to him and always stay by his side!"

"What? You don't mean-" her mother asked but Mitsuri was already gone. She ran around the house and into her room.

She quickly packed everything she would need. Her mother could only watch in confusion before her father joined.

"What's going on dear?"

"I'm not sure myself. I'm still figuring it out." the mother replied.

The old couple stood still and watched as their daughter ran around the house, collecting odd things and packing a bag. A few minutes later, she stopped in front of them.

"Mother! Father! I have decided to go to Seiji." Mitsuri said with determination.

"Calm down dear, are you sure this is a good idea? Do you even know where he is?" her father asked. All they knew was that Seiji would travel around Japan due to things related to his job.

"Yes!" She lied. But she could figure that out later.

"That still doesn't mean that you should just leave so suddenly." her mother said sternly.

"I'm sorry mother and father but I need to do this. My heart is telling me so," she said and quickly fasten her bag behind her.

"Goodbye! Love you!" she said and ran out of the house. She was too fast for her parents to say anything.

"That girl...honestly.." her mother said with a helpless shake of her head.

"Hahaha, this reminds me of when she was young." her father laughed. It was not the first time Mitsuri tried to run away from home. But that was only when she was a child and during her early teens when she was getting rejected.

"Aren't you going to run after her?" her mother asked to which they both looked down at his belly. He had been putting weights in his older years, he was not as fast as he used to be so there was no way he would catch up to her.

"Don't worry, what's the worse that could happen?" the father asked.

"Are you insane? What if she encountered bad men?" her mother said, leaving the father confused.

"I don't want us to pay for other's medical bills again." she clarified and the father nodded. Last time Mitsuri was bullied for her hair and cat called, a single swing sent a man flying and he broke many bones.

"I'll send a servant to follow her." the father said and immediately left for the courtyard.

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Mitsuri stood on the outskirts of the city. She looked at all of the different roads leading to different places and she did not know which one to chose.

Maybe she should've planned better before she ran off. Now she did not know what to do.

"Should I just return? Maybe I should ask Seiji's parents and try again tomorrow." she said with a sigh. A blush appeared on her cheeks due to embarrassment as well.

She was not really the type to think things through. She was a bit of a muscle head.

She was about to return when a crow suddenly landed on the branch of a tree nearby. And much to her shock, the crow started speaking in a very deep and commanding voice.

"Miss Kanroji. I was going to respect Seiji's wishes and not intrude in your life but I see that you have come to a decision." the crow said while staring straight into her soul.

Honestly, Misturi wanted to scream. But a part of her was fascinated.

"How do you know me?" she asked.

"We know a lot of people, miss Kanroji. My master is constantly in search of new talents, there was no way we would've missed someone as special as you." the crow said.

"Let me ask you one thing Miss Kanroji. Do you want to be a Demon Slayer and fight beside your fiance Seiji Shigan?"

Mitsuri blinked, equally creeped out and impressed that the crow knew so much. But the answer was obvious, it came from the heart.

"Yes!"

She felt like the crow smiled at her answer

"Then follow me." saying so, the crow took to the sky and Mitsuri followed after him

And so, Mitsuri set off to chase after her love.

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