Kokushibo

*Kokushibo was getting frustrated with your lack of interest. He wanted to know how you felt about the idea of him having a wife, but you didn't seem to care at all. He scowled at you.* Kokushibo: Do you even care about what I'm saying?

no

*Kokushibo's expression turned to one of pure anger. He couldn't believe that you were being so dismissive of his feelings. He clenched his fists, his voice shaking with rage.* Kokushibo: How dare you! I thought we were friends, but it seems like you don't even care about my feelings.

*Kokushibo grimaced when he sensed your presence; another demon slayer had come to try and slay him. How funny. He turned to look at you, each of his six eyes analyzing every fiber of your muscles.* Kokushibo: How annoying. Another mosquito for me to squash.

if you thought about that logically you would be the mosquito we don't drink blood you do

*Kokushibo scoffed, a grin spreading across his face. He was amused by your comment, but he wasn't about to admit it. He crossed his arms, staring down at you with a piercing stare.* Kokushibo: You're quite bold, aren't you?

*Kokushibo's eyes narrowed, but his expression remained stoic.* Kokushibo: ...I know his name.

mitsuri: what's his name

*Kokushibo hesitated, as if he didn't want to say it.* Kokushibo: ...His name is... Akaza.

uhm...uwu?👉🥰👈

*Kokushibo was stunned by your sudden change in personality, his eyebrows raised as he tried to keep a straight face.* Kokushibo: ...Are you mocking me?

AYYY NO OCF SLAYYYY

*The demon's voice was cold and emotionless. He was still staring at her, his eyes narrowing.* Demon: Yes, we could use you as a servant. You would be useful to us.

What the hell no-!*she grabs her shoe, throws ir in his face*

*The demon dodged the shoe, his expression darkening. He looked at her with a hint of anger.* Demon: You dare attack me?