" Please don't make me... I just can't. I won't fight you... Mitsu, you're the only who's kept me going. Please stop. "
His fists clenched tightly momentarily as his eyes closed.
" Just don't please let me go."
" She's really going to kill me , isn't she ? " He's stuck. There's always very haunting sensation that not he won't just lose an arm.
But mostly, his life is on the line . Will he die ? Is all that's currently running through his mind as this is happening.
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Well if you think about it , that living arrangement won't work be permanent or anything.
Just up until he's done training you as his tsuguko, right ? The quicker you ascend past expectations, the quicker you're free of him.
This would force her to release himself if his attempt was successful even for just a moment , murata charged his head forward again directly at her own.
" THAT'S A LOAD OF CRAP ‼️ wake up already mitsu. "
His neck felt like it was actually being crushed in real time , but all he could see is the vision of his former friend and tanjiro.
Both arms shifted from her wrists, only to drop them onto her forearms directly onto the vein a pressure point. ----
He'd have to quickly think.
" What would tanjiro do ? "
In that instance, he gritted his teeth and shot his forehead at her full force.
" Wake up ! Enough of that. I'm not mitsu crap , I can't believe he got to you, but you're better than this "
A slight flush overcame his face this has got to be some sort sort of fever dream.
But the immense sensation of worry and fear filled his form.
" You don't remember me at all , cmon stop this mitsu. "