Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

A slender figure staggered out of the darkness, like a young animal being chased by a hunter, running frantically without a clue, not even noticing that there was someone standing in the middle of the alley ahead.

Kiyokawa Izumi's hearing might not be as abnormal as Zenitsu's, or even as abnormal as the Sound Pillar's, but it's still far superior to that of an ordinary swordsman.

Hearing the slightest noise, they were already able to accurately determine the situation here.

The fleeing courtesan was being chased.

There was nothing surprising about it; the ones chasing her were not demons, but three adult men.

Escape is something that cannot be tolerated.

It's one thing to sneak away.

This unfortunate girl was probably discovered during her escape.

"It probably has nothing to do with Daki... It's probably just a very ordinary escape incident."

Kiyokawa Izumi made a judgment in his mind.

This dilapidated place has existed for hundreds of years. At its peak, it had two or three thousand registered courtesans, so it's no wonder that Daki would hide in such a place.

For the people here, it wouldn't matter if one or two prostitutes died every day.

Those who couldn't afford to eat, those who were trafficked, and for various other reasons, always managed to get food.

Girls around ten years old are called "Bald Girls" and are responsible for daily affairs and receive training. By fifteen, they are already apprentice courtesans, or "Shinzo".

And standing at the top of the pyramid is naturally the queen of flowers.

Of course, this less-than-honorable profession is not easy either. Their day starts very early, and they have to start seeing off customers around five o'clock.

Wake up the overnight guests, help them get dressed, and serve them their last cup of tea.

Only after doing all of this can you start removing your makeup and taking a shower.

Their sleep time may only be a few hours, and only high-ranking courtesans can have their own luxurious rooms.

The lower one's social status, the worse the room one lives in.

Some rooms may have two or three people sharing one room, while others may have more than ten people crammed into one room.

They would get up before noon and, after eating, would practice their arts. This was extremely important for young courtesans. They would practice shamisen, tea ceremony, calligraphy, flower arrangement, and so on, in order to increase their value and fetch a good price.

In the evening, she would start putting on her business makeup and begin the most tiring and tedious part of the day.

Many courtesans spent their entire lives in the small town of Yoshiwara, only able to leave when they died—their bodies would be secretly smuggled out in the morning.

Therefore, Kiyokawa Izumi was not surprised that some courtesans had run away.

Yoshiwara is a place prone to fires. Some of these fires may have been deliberately started by courtesans seeking relief, while others may have been related to demons.

Kiyokawa Izumi didn't think that the previous Pillars would overlook such a place—if they came to investigate, they might run into Daki.

Even if the Pillars were weaker in the past, they wouldn't have been instantly killed by Daki.

It's not surprising that a clash between a top-tier demon slayer and an Upper Moon demon would erupt in this confined space, causing a massive fire—most of the densely packed buildings in the Yukaku area are wooden structures, and a slight mishap could easily lead to a serious fire.

As for fire prevention measures, there are obviously not many.

As she thought about these things, Kiyokawa Izumi's eyebrows rose slightly. Just now, there seemed to be a strange aura appearing, almost imperceptibly.

He seemed to hear strange noises.

Without the fourth form unfolding, the five senses, which are not enhanced, are unable to provide more useful information.

"illusion?"

"Or is it that this runaway courtesan has really been targeted by that person?"

"This girl isn't that pretty. Isn't that guy supposed to be very picky? He shouldn't be so indiscriminate, right?"

Amidst her confusion, she met the girl's terrified gaze, and Kiyokawa Izumi's figure seemed to vanish suddenly.

Then, three loud thuds came from behind.

The three burly men who chased after them all fell to the ground; they were probably thugs hired by some shop.

Kiyokawa Izumi didn't care about the specific identities of these people; it was hard to say they were good people, given that they frequented such places.

His gaze fell on the terrified girl who was curled up in a ball, probably out of fear of the weapon he wore at his waist.

In this era, people carrying swords are rare, and ordinary people are unaware of the existence of the Demon Slayer Corps.

The girl was dressed in a gorgeous and expensive furisode kimono. The half of the kimono was torn open, revealing her delicate and fair collarbone. Her carefully styled Shimada bun was completely disheveled, with a few strands of black hair sticking to her wet forehead and neck. She looked at him with fear and vigilance.

Like a caged bird, she was kept in captivity, burdened by debts as heavy as shackles.

Although her life was much better than those at the lowest level, she still saw no hope.

Even the most top-tier courtesan is just a cash cow.

By the way, there are differences between courtesans—some may have to pay off heavy debts, while Daki is completely different.

Do you think this ghost sister has any debts she needs to repay?

Whether it's the boss or the boss's wife, everyone has to be mindful of her mood.

The courtesans at other shops are food items that were pre-ordered by this restaurant.

Whether it eats or not depends entirely on its mood.