Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

Humans have physiological needs, and Kiyokawa Izumi is no exception.

Seeing the silent Shinobu Kocho, Izumi Kiyokawa couldn't help but urge, "Um, why don't you help me up first? There are some things I can do on my own."

If you keep doing this, I'm really going to lose my temper!

"No, you can't."

"?"

Am I not even allowed to satisfy my most basic physiological needs?

"I can't get out of bed; my left ribs are badly broken."

After saying this briefly, Shinobu Kocho hurriedly got up and left without looking back, leaving Izumi Kiyokawa alone, staring blankly.

No, where are you going?

I think I can get out of bed without any problem. Don't worry about that for now, could you help me up?

Damn jade pot!

If I ever have the chance to encounter it again, I'll definitely chop it into hundreds of pieces.

"Don't go! Is anyone still here?"

At this moment, Kiyokawa Izumi was truly at a loss for words, both laughing and crying.

To be honest, he didn't expect his mother to help him deal with these troublesome matters. She might be a very professional doctor, but when it comes to taking care of the wounded, she is definitely not as meticulous and considerate as Aoi.

A moment later, two male members of the secret service hurriedly entered the room carrying chamber pots.

"How about you help me up?"

"Lady Shinobu Kocho says you cannot get out of bed."

"Then I'll put it by the bedside. I can handle it myself."

"If you stand up too much, it will aggravate the fracture site and hinder the recovery of the injury."

"..."

Ultimately, under his insistence, the hidden members had no choice but to give in, and could only watch with great difficulty as Kiyokawa Izumi insisted on solving the problem himself, offering only a little help from the sidelines.

After an awkward moment, Kiyokawa Izumi cursed Gyoku-ko in his heart once again.

……

Shinobu walked silently as always. She sat down quietly by the bed, and the two of them tacitly avoided mentioning what had just happened.

He wondered if Kiyokawa Izumi was being too sensitive, but he always felt that this person's smile was a little strange.

It wasn't a fake and insincere smile, but a forced, restrained one—it didn't look much different, but it made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You've worked so hard. If you need anything else, you can ring the bell next to you."

Kiyokawa Izumi pretended not to hear, but felt there was something more to her words.

If it weren't for the fact that raising his arms would strain his chest muscles, he would have covered his ears.

If you can't hear it, nothing has happened.

Life is so unpredictable.

He forced back Upper Moon Five with two strikes, and was clearly incredibly powerful. Who would have thought that such a dark history would occur during his recovery?

"Should we eat first, or take the medicine?"

"Have a meal!"

"Then take your medicine first."

"?"

No, wasn't the choice not mine from the very beginning?

He understands that some medications should be taken before meals to avoid food interference, so why ask for his opinion if they should be taken before meals?

Is this woman so cunning that she even bullies the wounded?

A week ago, someone dared to tease him like that, so Kiyokawa Izumi is definitely going to retaliate fiercely.

But now, everything that Ninja's mother says is right, and everything she does is correct.

I won't complain, I won't refute, and I certainly won't dare to have any opinion.

At this moment, Kiyokawa Izumi didn't even dare to ask whether honey had been added, behaving as obediently as a child.

No matter what Shinobu Kocho said, he obediently did as she said, opening his mouth whenever she asked him to.

Because he was in a half-sitting, half-lying position, Shinobu Kocho had to get up to feed him the medicine.

Normally, Kiyokawa Izumi would definitely have commented on her height—but now she really didn't dare.

Ren held the bowl full of medicine firmly in her left hand, and a wooden spoon in her right hand. Her wide sleeves slid down, revealing half of her fair and slender arm.

Watching the dark brown broth sloshing and steaming in the wooden spoon, Kiyokawa Izumi couldn't help but speak up.

"Why don't you blow on it? It looks pretty hot!"

Shinobu Kocho ignored him, gently shaking the wooden spoon until it cooled down a bit, then smiled and said something.

"Open your mouth!"

The wooden spoon filled with medicine hovered about an inch in front of her lips.

Seeing that he obediently opened his mouth, the edge of the wooden spoon gently pressed against his slightly chapped lower lip, and the warm but not so bitter medicine instantly flowed in.

Perhaps unconsciously aggravating her wound, Kiyokawa Izumi coughed lightly, and a few drops of medicine spilled from the corner of her mouth and quickly slid down her neck.

"What a waste." As Shinobu Kocho pulled back the wooden spoon, she gently brushed her sleeve across his neck, making sure to wipe it clean.

"You're right about everything," Kiyokawa Izumi said, looking obedient and well-behaved.

I dare not argue loudly.

"Does the act of swallowing cause significant pain, requiring the use of a catheter?"

Shinobu asked in a gentle voice.

"No need!"

Kiyokawa Izumi felt he wasn't weak enough to refuse outright.

During her recovery period, Kiyokawa Izumi was surprisingly obedient and cooperative, which surprised Kocho Shinobu.

I felt that during this period, he was not only not so annoying, but rather somewhat cute.

For a moment, he couldn't muster any interest in teasing him.

"The Upper Moon Five... what an enviable talent. If I could be this good, my sister probably wouldn't have said that."

"Um, my mouth is down there, and you're pressing against my nose..."

Seeing that the person seemed a little distracted, Kiyokawa Izumi whispered a reminder.