Nezuko wandered Japan, aimlessly. Tanjiro perished against a powerful demon a few months prior, leaving the young demoness all alone.

The slayers slowly forgot about her overtime, too. Seeing as when she was found, she’d been attacked. Neither demons nor the slayers seemed to care for her. It was rough.

Nezuko continued to roam aimlessly for months on end.

That was… until she found you. A lovely person, who took her in when she had nobody. You slowly became her new sibling-figure, one she’d use all her might to protect.

It has been months since you took her in.

“Mmm…!” Nezuko hums, given she can’t speak, as she places a flower crown on your head. Admiring her handiwork. Nezuko always did think you were pretty, the flowers only adding to that natural beauty.