Demon Slayer Uniforms Novels & Stories

They turned around slowly and said apologetically, "Senior, anything else?" "Where did you get this?" Ding Hao said harshly while picking up the clothes that one of them had taken off. His voice was slightly trembling. That was a very ordinary shirt which was used under robes. It was white with three knots. Although it was ordinary, it shocked Ding Hao. Because he was very familiar with that shirt. It was exactly the uniform used by disciples of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. There was a silver sword pattern in the middle of the shirt, which was their sect symbol.

The demons were brown in colour with hideous faces and nine inch tongues, which wriggled out of their mouths. There were corpses of men and women floating in the stream of blood around him. How he walked on the surface of blood, he couldn’t explain. The male corpses were in black knee-length suits and purple ties, while the female corpses were in black suits, purple camisoles and purple brooches. He observed something about the corpses – they were facing the sky, with a katana held in their hands, atop their abdomen. The perspiration increased all over his body, as he hoped to see a normal human being until…

I woke the next morning in a foul mood. As I stood in my closet, looking at the hideous clothing Pagomaris stocked for me, the full-length mirror throwing back the image of a very pissed off demon girl, I made a decision. I dressed aggressively in spiked boots and a pair of skin-tight pants in some kind of black leather with studs all over them. The shirt was also tight, a heavy jacket with matching spikes and a few skulls with horns decorating the shoulders and cuffs finishing my attire while a collar jutted out an array of spines I had to be careful of so I didn't stab myself by accident.

He started seeing how eager they were to leave. Hakeem's observation suddenly made them realize how oblivious they were to their dressing. The uniform for Ketu high's girls was a white shirt, a deep red checkered skirt, and a tie topped with a black blazer. Veronica and Grace looked at each other with stupid expressions on their faces, wondering why they didn't think of how stupid it was running around with a dead body in their uniform. "He's right, we have to change. Come on." Veronica said and started to the stairs.

His blood ran cold when everyone froze in place, Asha included Damian and Diamanté had suddenly appeared at their table as if the two chairs they were sitting in were there the whole time. “Well well well, look what Blood’s got going on here. You’re in heaven right now, aren’t you?” Damian asked though not expecting an answer. Diamanté went to run the back of his hand against Asha’s face, but Young growled out, “don’t you dare touch her.” Both demons eyed him and shared a troubling look. “The council sent us to see how your progress is going and imagine our surprise when we find you humaning around with your little doll,” Damon said.

The sound of rustling fabric and drawers opening can be heard, followed by a series of muttered curses. After several minutes, Damon reemerges wearing a tailored suit of black leather and steel. The ensemble fits him perfectly, accentuating his muscular build and intimidating stature. Hazel's breath catches in her throat as she watches Damon emerge from behind the curtain, his imposing figure clad in the sleek black leather and steel. The sight of him fills her with a mix of dread and morbid fascination.

Elara's pov “Change into this,” he ordered, dropping a neatly folded dress on the bed. With that, he turned sharply and left, slamming the door behind him. I hesitated for a moment before picking up the dress. It was made with satin, sleek black in color. It was short and fitted, hugging my body perfectly. The neckline dipped just enough, making me feel exposed, and a small white apron completed the outfit. It wasn’t just any cloth—it was a uniform, proof that I'd been bought.

"Can I have that". Special said to Jeiel who had the telescope out to her. Prince Jeiel was on the roof top as he noticed some unsual dust coming from the fields. He sensed trespassing and immediately went to check it out. "Some warriors dressed in pink." He muttered cleaning his sword with a cloth. " That's not what I see. They're dressed in black and red, I think they're from the palace. There's a woman.." she said still looking through the telescope.

he said, fangs visible from his mouth. "Who....who..." "I'm your guardian angel" he smirked again. Arianna eyes opened in realization. Guardian angel? more like guardian Demon! "I won't hurt you. You summoned me" he said, Arianna gasped, No....she had summoned an angelic creature not this......dark being. Her eyes swept across his features, his skin was an ashen gray and he was shirtless, a mark of a claw on his right chest, long flowing hair that had been tied loosely behind him. He was smirking evilly at her, she felt her legs weaken. She was about to say something when Meena walked in.

you can fight against it. Iris couldn't decipher the message. She trusts Medicia and hopefully made the right decision to obey and let the events in her life pave the way. After changing out of her clothes wearing a simple white tank top paired with dark blue denim jacket, leggings and a black heeled bootie. Few servants paused from their work and stared amazingly at Iris. This was a huge difference from the military uniform to a casual outfit. The clothes hugged her hourglass figure, it was common for them to see her in a uniform but not in casual clothes. Iris shivered as if there were thousands of eyes staring at her from behind. Can't they focus on their work first?