“Put it back, put it back, PUT IT BACK!” (yushiro to demon slayer Minami)
POTENTIAL PANIC STARTERS!
“Oho, what may this be? A journal? A diary? I bet it’s full of dirty secrets — ”
Minami dodged Yushiro’s fist, avoiding what would have otherwise been teeth splintering punches. She laughed and only held onto the paper tighter, noting with mild interest that the demon was pink-faced as they ‘danced’ across the room, Yushiro becoming steadily enraged as she waved his treasure around.
As much as she would have liked to keep poking fun at him, slayer duties came first — plus, that last kick was a little too close for her liking. Minami could endure any wound, yes, but she also had things to do and people to meet and demons to kill. Having Tamayo’s boy beat her broken would be troublesome, if not downright humiliating.
“Don’t worry, servant-san,” she held up a hand to pause their game, “I haven’t even looked inside.”
Minami plopped the diary onto his palms as gently as possible, since Yushiro seemed to be a second away from throwing her into the wall. Despite that, she could still smell anger from him, sticking to the inside of her nose like rot.
There was only thing the slayer could say now to appease him.
“I couldn’t read it even I did, so stop looking like you just stepped in shit, yeah? Tamayo-san wouldn’t like seeing you all sour.”