Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

The March deadline has arrived.

Kiyokawa Izumi, upon returning to the Butterfly Mansion, didn't even have time to mentally prepare a greeting like, "Welcome back, Dark Pillar," before she saw a blond-haired boy flirting with a young woman.

The boy's love was so direct, and his boldness was unexpected; his words of confession were quite cheesy.

Faced with this sudden confession, the young lady remained calm, only offering a somewhat helpless remark.

"Mr. Zenitsu, this is the fifth time this month..."

"No matter how many times, I will never give up! Please, you must marry me!"

Kiyokawa Izumi was not surprised to see such a troublesome scene as soon as he returned.

The girl who was confessed to was a member of the group, but her face couldn't be seen clearly because of her uniform.

It's hard to tell what kind of expression is on his face at this moment.

It could be disdain, or it could be helplessness.

"Mr. Zenitsu, have you finished today's training?"

A familiar voice came from behind me; it seemed like I'd heard it somewhere before.

Not long ago, there was another annoying guy who would always appear out of nowhere and drag me to training whenever I was expressing my love to a girl.

Who was that guy again?

Zenitsu froze, then turned his head with difficulty.

He was a young swordsman wearing a black haori, with two Nichirin swords at his waist. Wait a minute, why were there two?

"Look, the weather's really nice today. Isn't it a perfect time for training?"

A familiar smile appeared on that handsome face, and Zenitsu felt a sense of foreboding—wasn't this guy supposed to be recuperating? Why is he suddenly here?

"Your injuries have healed? That's wonderful..."

The young woman in front of me said excitedly.

I unintentionally gained a little fangirl.

Kiyokawa Izumi's vanity was greatly satisfied.

I smiled and said goodbye to Sister Yin.

Without saying a word, he dragged Zenitsu into the Butterfly House.

Zenitsu clearly knew that resisting was futile, so he could only cry with a long face, snot and tears streaming down his face.

"There's no chance between you and that person. They're obviously not interested in you. You should focus on your training."

As someone who's been through it all, Kiyokawa Izumi glanced at the pathetic blond-haired boy and couldn't help but complain.

"How could that be? I feel that Lingzi has feelings for me, and she's willing to marry me!"

"oh!"

"Really! If you hadn't suddenly appeared, Suzuko would have already agreed to my request!"

It's all your fault. As a pillar, you must be willing to take responsibility, right?

Grandpa wants me to participate in the selection, but a weak swordsman like me definitely won't pass... Can you take responsibility and refuse for me?

Kiyokawa Izumi is not usually stern-faced; he can take a joke and has a good relationship with many people.

Take Zenitsu for example. There are some things he definitely wouldn't dare say to the Wind Pillar, and he certainly wouldn't dare to cling to that brutal and ruthless guy, otherwise, he would definitely get a good beating.

But Kiyokawa Izumi is different.

As long as you don't cross his bottom line, he's usually quite easy to talk to; he won't hold a grudge if you make a joke.

"Come on, people might find you annoying. Marriage? I suggest you broaden your requirements and don't fixate on gender!"

"?"

Zenitsu was so stunned by these words that he forgot to cry.

I'm still wondering what it means.

"It means you can find a man to marry."

"How can this be?"

Zenitsu stared at Kiyokawa Izumi in shock, secretly wondering if his injuries hadn't healed yet, otherwise, how could he say such nonsense?

"Tsk, tell me, did you slack off while I was away?"

Zenitsu was speechless.

It's certain that I'll slack off.

It's not in his nature to try to avoid training.

"I'll die if I complete those training sessions!"

Zenitsu did not lie about completing the training.

Faced with his honesty, Kiyokawa Izumi simply smiled and asked, "Are you planning to participate in next year's final selection?"

"Not next year, it's this year... I'll die! I'm definitely going to die in the final selection!"

When this was suddenly brought up, Zenitsu became very dejected, as if he was already imagining himself being eaten by a demon. Kiyokawa Izumi is a Pillar, so if we asked him, could he not participate in the final selection?

"Why was it brought forward? Did anything happen while I was away?"

"Grandpa said that due to a shortage of manpower, after careful consideration, he decided to hold the final selection ahead of schedule."

This selection process is different from previous ones, but I don't know the specifics.

But Grandpa clearly wants me to participate in this selection... Can you refuse for me?

A swordsman as weak as me, even if I miraculously survive, I will definitely die on my first mission!

"Has the selection process been changed? That person is quite decisive..."

Kiyokawa Izumi glanced at Zenitsu and said quietly, "Why didn't you go and say it yourself? Is it because you didn't want to disappoint the Naruhashi-senpai?"

Zenitsu, whose thoughts had been exposed, looked at Kiyokawa Izumi with a horrified expression.

"Whether you participate or not, as long as you don't regret the decision you made, that's fine."

By the way, all of the above is a lie.

How about I personally take you to the audition? Aren't you excited? Aren't you thrilled?

Qingchuan Quan smiled.