A Cowardly Demon 2 (Patreon)

A Cowardly Demon 2 - or ‘How a Craven Girl ends up married, wife'd up and becomes the center of the plot’ (Kimetsu no Yaiba, SIxMukago)

It was difficult to surprise her, but… then again, there are some oddities in this world that made it so… wonderfully complex.

To Kocho Kanae, this was the case this morning as she had gone through a quick summon from Oyakata-sama. Ubuyashiki Kagaya was the leader of the Demon Slayers Corps and the one blessed with his family’s renown capacity to see into the affairs of those they hunted. Demons.

In recent days, however, he admitted to having seen something rather perplexing. He didn’t bring it up to the rest of the Hashira, waiting patiently as he was gauging the situation. Then, he invited her to speak and Kanae was intrigued by the mission she was blessed with.

“A harmless demon?”

“Not much harmless, but rather ‘docile’. This one seems to have cut away from Muzan’s own and settled to live with a human,” The blind man assured. “I usually don’t ask for a Hashira to investigate but-”

“She was a Kizuki.”

“And the notion she just ‘left’ is quite odd. I am sure you can agree with that.”

“I actually do, Oyakata-sama. Is my mission to verify if this demon has indeed retired or-”

“If it is possible,” Kagaya interjected softly. “Try to gain some insight on what led her to leave. Not much on her current life situation, but rather the ‘set-up’ that led up to this very instance. I am sure you can do it, Kocho-san.”

“Hai.”

Kanae was quite sure this was the first time she had to see a high-tier Demon… being peaceful. As far as she was aware, and this was through experience too, the Twelve Kizuki weren’t exactly known to have the right mindset for peace. There’s a reason why these demons were deemed the most dangerous, so it was quite the shock for one to just ‘leave’ and try to create a family with a human.

Was it even possible for a human to mate with a demon? So many silly questions played inside her mind and-

“I am home~.”

She decided to push these thoughts aside as she waited for her sisters. Shinobu huffed as she carried around a thin-smiling Kanao. Both looked relieved to see her but-

“So, what did the Oyakata-sama want?”

Always the chirpy and bold one, Shinobu wasted no time to push into the main topic. While Kanao was just happy to be picked up from the middle sister’s back and brought into Kanae’s welcoming arms.

“Not even a ‘welcome back, sister’, Shinobu-chan?”

Shinobu’s lips twitched in clear irritation. She was so precocious nowadays and so interested to be pushy about this sort of thing.

“Is it another long-term mission?”

“No,” Kanae assured, aware of how much of a worrywart her sister could get. Which was fair, really, considering that Kanae was their big sister and acted as their mother too. “In fact, it’s just a monitoring mission that will not last for long.”

“For a Hashira?” Shinobu pushed back, stunned by this event or perhaps skeptical of the truthfulness of that response. “I thought that wasn’t a chore you would be dealing with.”

Kanae hummed. “It was requested for a Hashira to monitor this situation. It’s not dangerous but rather… confusing. And it’s best to have a seasoned agent to keep track of the matter without any surprises.”

“I see, but-”

“I am afraid this is as much as I can tell you, Shinobu-chan.”

The girl pouted at this, but Kanae was now focusing on someone she had been overlooking for a while. “Now, Kanae. Have you drawn something while I was out?”

The girl nodded and for not the big sister focused on nurturing that tiny bit of happiness growing within her adopted sibling. The last thing she needed was for this child to be given that bad thing too and…

Like hell she was going to be a bad sister for these two.

—-----d-d-d-d—----

Mukago was glaring at the kitchen.

It’s been less than two days since she became the wife to a human, and she was already facing a tedious enemy- cooking. It was frustrating how such a notion, which was meant to be simple for a woman of her age and her current role to handle, was actually giving her grief.

This was no deadly skirmish, nor was she put under true pressure as the only push coming on her doing something on the kitchen was-

“Are you sure you got it?”

“I-I DO!”

John merely shrugged at this, and continued to stare at her in wonder as he was curious to see what she was up to. Then, she realized that her husband was aware she didn’t know what she was doing and… turned to him to pout.

“What?”

“You’re bullying me.”

He frowned heavily. “Am I?”

“You know I can’t cook?”

…

“You can’t? I thought you couldn’t do a lot, but at least some basic stuff.”

She looked away, unsure if she had just confessed to being a worthless being in the kitchen or if this was a bluff to tease her even more.

“I-I can’t.”

…

“Do you want me to give you instruction so you can do it yourself?”

Her head perked at this. It wasn’t the best solution, but she could tell her husband was trying to give her some assistance of some sort rather than leave her to her devices.

“F-Fine, but… I want to thank you in bed once we are done with this.”

John nodded, unaware that her method of ‘thanking him’ ended up becoming a bit of a kink to her once dinner was ready and eaten. She drank some blood from John earlier this morning, so she didn’t have to eat much but… Mukago had another kind of hunger.

Back in bed, with the night returning, the girl was nude and sweaty, her face deeply pressing against the very thing that had branded her to be her husband’s wife. The cock twitched due to her warm breath. It was a sweaty mess too, but one that was surprisingly intoxicating to her nostrils.

“So, you’re into smell-play?”

“N-No.”

“You say that, but you’re sniffing at my balls.”

She deflated. “I-I am trying to enjoy this.”

He shrugged again, yet patted her head as she started to lick at the base of the mast. The taste was strong, but still pleasant to her tongue and mouth. Finally, she started to put some droll on those tantalizing balls, worshiping those as she was ready for another batch of baby batter.

She wasn’t sure if Demons could be bred by humans, but trying was fun as she was getting her nightly doses of creampies.

So, to summarize what she learned today, cooking is not a ‘natural art’ and she had to ask her husband for some lessons. Luckily for her, he was giving her this much and… sex was good. As usual~.

Yet, neither of the two was ready for the kind of surprises coming in the next few days.