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Genya couldn’t help but flush a deep red, both embarrassed and in awe at the pink-haired woman–the love Hashira–Mitsuri Kanroji. They were all currently in a grassy field, the sunrise gorgeously sprawling out on the earth. Nezuko had somehow, someway, survived being burned to death by the sun. And somehow, somehow , they all survived.
Although, they for sure are not leaving without some major injuries.
Though that’s not her main focus. No, right now, her main focus was the reason for her awe.
Mitsuri Kanroji, who was able to defend against upper moon four by herself! Able to continue attacking without breaking a sweat! Defending the villagers and them in order to get to the main body! She’d even seen her rip one of the wooden dragon heads, with her bare hands!
She felt like she had stars in her eyes. Her chest felt like it was bursting, and maybe it was the slight injuries she has but her demonic abilities let her heal! She watched as Mitsuri fretted for everyone, as well as shedding her own tears of happiness.
“Ah! Genya! You did so well! Are you okay!” Mitsuri fretted, lips wobbly as she danced around her. Genya went a little tense, not really used to people getting in her space.
“Me? You did amazing! You kept going and going!” Genya praised breathlessly. “I wish I can be someone like you someday! You’re so strong!” she continued her praises.
“Wah~!!! Genya you’re so cute! I’m so honored!” Mitsuri cried out, hugging her tightly. She felt the air leave her body a little from how tight the hug was.
Genya couldn’t help but be awestruck by her. How could she not? She’s strong, compassionate, and pretty! Everything Genya strived to be, yet never seemed to achieve. She can’t help but be inspired by her.
“Genya! You’re just the cutest! Come visit me, okay?” Mitsuri pleaded, her big eyes doing the same as she stared at her. Genya just nodded, too shy and in awe to say anything else.
Although she was just too shy to show up unannounced and without reason, she really wishes to visit her.
“Eh~! Oh no! I need to get my uniform fixed!” she heard Mitsuri whine. She looked at her to see the other try fixing the top buttons to her uniform, which was ragged and wrinkled. She did notice that her uniform was different from the normal ones, much like how Muichirou’s is as well.
Her uniform was a little tight, she wore a shorter skirt than normal and she’s missing the middle buttons on her uniform, making a large opening in her shirt where her breasts are smushed together. She will admit, when she first saw the uniform she was appalled.
Now though, she’s quite impressed at how confident she is. Genya had always thought herself as ugly, with her unusual hairstyle, nonwomanly physic, and nasty scars going along her body. Her father had always drunkenly spoken out about how she's the ugliest out of all her siblings. No matter how much her mother and their siblings disagreed, she knew her appearance was always unsightly.
Now that she’s joined the corps however, that’s completely changed. No more do people stare at her in judgement, but now actually stare at her in praise. Her unusual hairstyle is now considered cool to some slayers. Her nonwomanly physic is now considered something to be proud of–and even desired! And her scars are now considered an honor of her labor.
She’s learned to grow more confident, however Mitsuri certainly takes the cake in it. Despite the top buttons on her uniform–the buttons securing the boob window from opening–are completely gone, she is still happily hugging everyone and walking around.
Maybe…maybe Genya can learn to be as confident as her.
And she knows just how to!
~~~
Today, she’s nervous, as she’s about to meet with the love Hashira once more at her estate for some tea. Ever since that day, she’s been going to her estate for tea; and every day, Mitsuri continues to inspire her.
She’s especially nervous today.
Because she changed her uniform.
To match Mitsuri.
She hasn’t shown anyone yet, as she wanted to get Mitsuri’s opinion first. She was incredibly nervous, rubbing her hands together and sometimes pulling her uniform to hide a little. When she asked her outfit designer to make a uniform like the love Hashira, he’d been ecstatic. He immediately put his other projects away to focus on hers, and in two days, he arrived with her new uniform.
The skirt was still the normal length it originally was, as she requested–and the designer reluctantly agreed–however her shirt was the exact same as Mitsuri. The middle buttons missing to make a boob window. The only difference was her purple yukata was worn like a haori and tied to her belt.
When she entered the estate, she heard Mitsuri gasp and she felt her face flush.
“Genya! What’s this? Genya, please tell me what’s this!” she questioned cheerfully. She was covering her mouth with her hand, greatly surprised at Genya’s new uniform.
“Umm…y-you know how I’m so inspired by you…so, I changed my uniform, to look like yours. I hope that’s okay?” Genya murmured, evidently shy.
“Kyaa~! Genya! I love it! You look so beautiful! I’m so glad we’re matching!” Mitsuri cheered, fluttering around her.
“You should show everyone! Be proud Genya! You look so gorgeous!” Mitsuri encouraged.
“Hai! I’m off to show them then!” Genya smiled as she ran off, eager to show everyone now.
~~~
“So, what do you all think!” Genya asked cheerfully.
“Uhm,” Shinobu simply uttered, a serene smile on her face despite her face looking tight and…almost a little angry? Frustrated? “It looks…quite revealing,” was all she said in the end.
Secretly though, she wishes to burn that disgusting thing they call a uniform. She remembers when Masao gave her and her girls the same thing, and remembered how fulfilling it was seeing it burn to a crisp right in front of his eyes.
In fact, she’s sure she still has that lighter somewhere…
Genya chuckled nervously, “It will take some time to get used to, but now me and Mitsuri are matching!”
“I see,” Gyoumei said, not seeing.
They were surprised when Genya had showed up and started telling them about her new uniform. Gyoumei didn’t understand what was so special until Shinobu had told him that Genya was wearing the exact same uniform as Mitsuri.
Could he see? No. Does that mean he likes the idea of his student going out in such revealing clothing? No, absolutely not.
“Don’t you like it…? Mitsuri said she loved it!” Genya exclaimed, her voice cheerful as she stared at them with starry eyes and a big smile. Obviously extremely happy with the change and was fully embracing it.
Unfortunately for them, they were not happy with it.
“Hmm,” Shinobu hummed, still with that serene smile on her face, “I’m not quite sure!” she ended up saying. Genya’s smile dimmed a little, a little confused at her answer.
“As long as it doesn’t interfere with slaying demons, and as long as you’re comfortable,” Gyoumei stated.
“Hai! It’s comfortable and I’ll make sure it doesn’t interfere with slaying demons!” Genya stated, pleased with how well it was going.
That is until…
“What’s this I’m hearing about that damn brat!” she heard her brother shout angrily. She jumped a little, startled by his sudden appearance. Sanemi then turned towards the three of them, almost ready to yell again until he froze solid.
“Nemi…?” Genya questioned.
“What. The fuck. Are you wearing?” Sanemi said in a calm anger that’s almost dangerous.
“She was inspired by Mitsuri. Now they're matching,” Shinobu said, smirking. “Isn’t it cute?”
Sanemi was struggling to decide what to do, either insult Genya and have to face Shinobu AND Mitsuri’s wrath, cover her up with his haori–or preferably Gyoumei’s haori–or go murder the threadmaster who allowed this.
“Who.” Sanemi said, more of a demand than a question.
“Who?” Genya repeated.
“Who. Made. Your. Uniform.” Sanemi demanded.
Genya sweatdropped, noticing the murderous aura emitting off her brother.
“Why, that would be the Kakushi member, Masao Maeda,” Shinobu informed, a smirk present on her face as she watched Sanemi go through the ten stages of grief.
Only this time, it’s not acceptance that’s the last one, it’s just pure anger.
“I’m going to fucking kill him!” Sanemi shouted in pure rage and hatred, taking off his haori and wrapping it around his baby sister, his baby, who shouldn’t be wearing this disgusting shit at all.
“Cover up that disgusting shit!” he shouted before stomping away. Turns out, he went with all three decisions.
“Eh! Nemi!” Genya shouted, freaking out as she watched her brother march away like a man on a mission.
“Don’t be too harsh, Sanemi,” Gyoumei stated, and although he does not like violence without necessity, he’s lucky he can turn a blind eye. Literally.
“Nemi!” she shouted, unable to get him to stop.
Behind her, she hears Shinobu chuckling.
“I think he believes it’s cute to match with Mitsuri!”
“If you say so…” Genya hesitates, though she does not think so.
~~~
Later, the Kakushi stare in horror as they watch Masao come back with slings on both his arms, as well as him sporting a heinous black eye. He looks like he's seen a ghost, and he absolutely refuses to speak about what happened.
Through some rumors however, they quickly came to the consensus that Sanemi–known to be Genya’s eldest brother–found out about the uniform change she asked him for a couple days ago.
Some Kakushi there to witness the whole thing go down with him and the wind Hashira, even said that it was the wind and snake Hashira that had been roughing up Masao. The two were said to be vicious, relentless, and cruel before they were separated.
A day later, Genya tried finding Masao to apologize. Masao however, was never taking that chance again and avoided her.
She still didn’t change her outfit, much to her brothers’ and her friends' dismay.