Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

All good things must come to an end, and Kiyokawa Izumi had no intention of lingering in Sakuriyama.

Because he knew very well that this place did not belong to him either.

The world is so vast, yet there is nowhere to belong, and no place to go.

Two days later in the afternoon,

In the small town,

Kiyokawa Izumi stopped in front of a hot spring inn, lifted the faded white curtain, and was greeted by a rush of warm, humid air, which immediately made her feel much more relaxed.

Kiyokawa Izumi, who wasn't exactly broke, decided to find a place to relax.

After leaving Mount Sagiri, I didn't receive any missions. This is probably because the demons in the vicinity had already been wiped out by the previous water pillar.

Feeling stronger, he originally wanted to find a demon to practice on, but unfortunately, he didn't get the chance.

For the time being, I have no intention of returning to the Butterfly Mansion.

I just wandered around aimlessly outside.

"One guest? Welcome!"

The proprietress, dressed in an indigo kimono, had a warm smile.

Kiyokawa Izumi's gaze swept over the simple yet tidy hall, and he could faintly smell the aroma of food.

"I'd like a bowl of udon noodles."

Kiyokawa Izumi decided to have dinner first before going to the hot spring. As soon as she sat down, a black crow flapped its wings and flew into the shop.

Before the landlady could chase them away, the incredibly clever crow snatched Qingchuan Quan's sleeve and dragged him away.

This little guy's strength was naturally insufficient to move Kiyokawa Izumi.

"guest?"

The proprietress looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Can't we talk about this later?"

Kiyokawa Izumi looked helpless. He had already sat down and was naturally unwilling to leave—but the little guy was very stubborn and wouldn't let go of his sleeve.

Afraid that it would ruin her clothes, Kiyokawa Izumi sighed helplessly and could only get up.

"Is this enough money? I'll come back to eat later!"

Kiyokawa Izumi grabbed a handful of coins, placed them on the table, and left hurriedly without asking if it was enough.

……

Reaching a secluded spot around the corner, the raven flew to his shoulder and then spoke.

"Southeast, southeast! Go quickly, go quickly!"

"Couldn't you wait until I've finished eating and taken a bath before saying that?"

Kiyokawa Izumi was somewhat helpless.

But the little guy was really stubborn, and just tilted his head and stared at him.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right now!"

Kiyokawa Izumi wasn't too opposed to the mission.

Having become slightly stronger, he even prepared to hunt down some minor evil spirits to hone his skills.

……

The sky suddenly darkened, and young men and women dressed in kimonos walked along a country path. The girl carried a dimly lit paper lantern, and her laughter was clear and crisp.

"Aren't you going home so late?"

A cold, emotionless voice rang out from behind them, startling the two so much that they nearly dropped the lanterns they were carrying.

Kiyokawa Izumi, dressed in a Demon Slayer Corps uniform, spoke indifferently.

Young people just don't know their limits.

Don't the elders in the family ever tell stories about evil spirits?

They dared to take a walk on country roads late at night, and I didn't see anyone carrying a wisteria sachet or anything like that.

"Who are you? What's it to you?"

The young man instinctively shielded the girl behind him, and his eyes became wary as he seemed to have caught a glimpse of the Nichirin Blade at Kiyokawa Izumi's waist.

"Excuse me, could you please move aside?"

Kiyokawa Izumi didn't explain anything, but simply slowly drew his Nichirin Blade from his waist.

The startled young men and women instinctively backed away.

Unexpectedly, Kiyokawa Izumi completely ignored them.

He walked around it as if no one was there, and calmly swung his Nichirin Blade.

A scream followed, and the girl clutched her head tightly, curling up into a ball.

"This is a demon. You must have heard similar stories when you were a child, right? A man-eating demon that only appears at night."

So don't go out late at night!

Even if you absolutely must go out, bring some wisteria blossoms with you; evil spirits dislike the smell of wisteria!

Kiyokawa Izumi sheathed his sword, not even glancing at the demon's head that had fallen to the ground. He simply spoke casually to the young man and woman beside him.

"Now, let's go home along this road!"

Mission accomplished, that's it!

Kiyokawa Izumi, who was about to leave with anticipation, suddenly heard the cawing of a hawk overhead.

Are you kidding me?

I hope it's not another mission!

I want to eat noodles! I want to soak in a hot spring!

Ignoring the frightened young man and woman, Kiyokawa Izumi, who was about to leave, suddenly changed her expression slightly.

Turning his head to look at the raven perched on his shoulder, he pursed his lips and couldn't help but speak.

"Wasn't that you calling from the sky just now?"

A figure hurriedly ran over from a distance. He was wearing the same clothes as Kiyokawa Izumi, and was obviously also a member of the Demon Slayer Corps.

"?"

Are multiple team members assigned to the same task?

What's going on?

Kiyokawa Izumi felt something was off—was this mission really that difficult? Did it require sending out multiple team members?

That evil spirit couldn't even withstand one of his blows; it wasn't strong at all!

The Demon Slayer Corps members, panting heavily, stopped in front of Kiyokawa Izumi.

"Kentaro Tanaka, Rank 1 Swordsman, was there a demon appearing just now?"

The newcomer was a broad-faced, honest-looking man. He was a head taller than Kiyokawa Izumi and had an extremely robust build, making the Demon Slayer Corps uniform look taut.

This person can be considered Kiyokawa Izumi's senior, two levels above him.

But this person doesn't have the concept of a senior.

"Kiyokawa Izumi, I've already killed the demon. Is there anything else?"

"You've already solved it?" The honest-looking swordsman was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What about the child?"