Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"I only found out after I arrived."

Seeing that her brother was about to be scolded again, Sadako thoughtfully came to his rescue.

"Yayoi-neechan, I'm so incredibly surprised and delighted that you could come! I'm receiving two, no, if you include my brother, three amazing birthday presents this year!"

As she spoke, she snuggled into Yayoi's neck and rubbed against her.

That's why everyone says the younger sister is the most considerate; being rubbed against by Sadako, who's like a kitten, makes it impossible to stay angry no matter how much you want to be.

"Alright, let's start with today's birthday boy."

Yayoi caught Sadako's legs and threw her upwards with force, shouting, "Go get her! Sadako!"

The thrill of weightlessness made Sadako cheer, while Sanemi behind Yayoi looked terrified.

At that height, if you can't catch it, it will fall and get hurt, right?

Sanemi's worries were completely unnecessary. Judging from how Yayoi and Koto consciously lined up after hearing the news, it was clear that Yayoi was already quite skilled at this kind of thing.

"Yay!" The last tiger to be thrown into the air was also full of excitement. "Brother, look at me! I can fly!"

"Alright, one flight is enough. I'm tired even if you're not." Yayoi caught Tiger and then casually ruffled Tiger's slightly prickly little head before tossing the child to the ground.

"Go, lead the way. Your sister is staying here tonight."

"okay!"

Tiger Head eagerly led the way for Yayoi, completely ignoring Sanemi, who was carrying large and small bags of things behind her.

Of course, it wasn't just Hu Dou that did this.

After Yayoi appeared, all the little Shinazugawas surrounded her. The spot that originally belonged to Sanemi, which was next to Shizu, was returned to its rightful owner and given to Yayoi by the children.

The way his younger siblings fawned over Yayoi made Sanemi shake his head in dismay. He let out a long, feigned sigh of disappointment and said with a smile:

"Who is your real brother?"

He was just saying it; he wasn't actually jealous of Yayoi.

Yayoi's good relationship with these children was built up over the years. She learned breathing techniques from her master, and when she first joined the Demon Slayer Corps and was busy on missions, Yayoi took care of her younger siblings.

Hiro overheard Sanemi's slightly sarcastic complaint and immediately took sides in a second.

"Brother-in-law, the kitchen is over there. Just prepare the food and bring it to the table. Don't let my sister go hungry."

Sadako followed suit and teased Sanemi along with Hiro, "Yes, brother-in-law, why don't you let Sumi-neechan help you prepare the ingredients? I want to talk to my Yayoi-neechan a little longer."

The youngest, Hudou, tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then followed his older siblings, calling out "brother-in-law" to Sanemi.

Mmm~ Sounds good. These little rascals were worth raising.

Hearing "brother-in-law" repeatedly, Yayoi was overjoyed and immediately patted each of them on the head as a reward.

"Well said, reward me!"

Sadako, being the birthday girl, was a bit greedier, snuggling into Yayoi's arms, wanting an even bigger reward.

“You guys…” Sanemi wasn’t annoyed. While preparing the ingredients, she watched Yayoi playing with her younger siblings at the dining table.

As for what to call them, Genya and the others can call them whatever they like, as long as Yayoi is happy with it.

In the end, we're all family anyway.

"Yayoi, didn't you say you were very tired today? Why did you come so late? Did you get enough rest?"

Shizu kept a smile on his face, and his gaze toward Yayoi was full of concern.

"I just finished some things and stopped by on my way. It's no trouble at all."

Feeling the care from Shizu, Yayoi's anxiety, which had tormented her for an entire afternoon and half a night, was completely shattered with a single punch.

A mother is still a mother, and these little ones are still her younger brothers and sisters.

If they really can't get married, it will definitely be Shinazugawa Sanemi who gets kicked out.

Yes! That's right!

I really don't understand what I was worried about before.

Yayoi, who had regained her composure, visibly brightened up, and Sanemi, who was busy working alone in the kitchen, also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that having Yayoi come in person is far more effective than a thousand words of comfort.

With Genya and Sumi helping to bring the dishes of ingredients to the table, the Shinazugawa family's nighttime hot pot party began smoothly.

As they were enjoying their meal, Genya noticed that Shizu hadn't touched her chopsticks. "Is the food not to your liking, Mom?"

Having regained what he had lost, Genya became even more cautious in his attitude towards Shizu.

"Didn't you tell them?" Yayoi kicked Sanemi, who was sitting next to her.

"No, I haven't had time yet."

Upon hearing this, Yayoi put down her chopsticks, cleared her throat, and drew the attention of the group of little kids sitting around the table to herself.

"Alright then, of course it's up to me, the eldest sister, to announce something this important."

Chapter 123. You're such a grown-up and you still don't dare to sleep alone. Aren't you ashamed?

"Let me put it this way: Mom is sick. Until she recovers, she will lose her sense of taste and absolutely cannot be exposed to sunlight."

"Can't it see sunlight?" Shoumei repeated, turning to look at the windows, pondering how thick the curtains should be to block out the light from outside.

Sadako rested her chin on her hand, looking at Yayoi and then at Shizu. "What a strange illness."

"What happens when it gets sunlight?"

"I will die." Yayoi uttered the two words with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the little rascals sitting around the table immediately lost their appetite, and the youngest, Hu Dou, even pouted and almost burst into tears.

I just saw my mother, and now she's dying...

"Stop." Yayoi reached out and pinched Torato's cheek, interrupting his spellcasting. "What are you crying about, you little boy? Can't you learn from your older brother..."

Yayoi glanced at Sanemi, then immediately changed her mind, "Never mind, he's not..."

"Eh!" Sanemi interrupted Yayoi's dangerous remarks.

At least in front of your younger siblings, don't say things that are inconvenient for children to hear.

Tiger's chubby cheeks were easy to pinch, and Yayoi couldn't resist giving them a couple more squeezes. "Anyway, just remember this: as long as you don't let Mommy see the sunlight, and don't let any weird guys come into the house, Mommy will definitely live to be a hundred, understand?"

The group of little kids listened intently, and the oldest, Xuanmi, asked:

What kind of person is considered strange or weird?

Yayoi took off her haori and draped it over the back of the chair, then pointed to her team uniform. "Anyone wearing uniforms like your brother's and mine, no matter who they are, is not allowed to see Mom, understand?"

"Understood." Genya nodded solemnly, exchanged a glance with Toshimi, and saw seriousness in each other's eyes.

The younger children didn't quite remember what happened a few years ago, and they actually believed Yayoi's words that their mother was just sick.

The older girls, Sumi and Genya, had a deep impression of what happened a few years ago. That night, their mother turned into a monster, and Yayoi somehow managed to bring her mother back to her senses.

If the older brother and Yayoi joined the Demon Slayer Corps, then the people wearing the same clothes as them are members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

So that means... Mom has become a ghost?!

Genya glanced at Shijin, who noticed his gaze and smiled gently, looking exactly as Genya remembered him.

So what if she becomes a ghost? A mother is still a mother.

Having finished eating, Yayoi pushed aside her bowl and chopsticks and got up to take a shower.

"I'll go boil some water for my sister." Shoumei put down her chopsticks and headed towards the bathroom.

"No need." Yayoi pressed down on Sumi's shoulder. "It's quite hot. I'll just take a quick rinse with cool water. It's getting late, so don't bother with anything else."

"Alright then." Sumi gave up on boiling water and turned to help Sanemi clean up the "battlefield".

"Sister~ Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Taking advantage of being the birthday girl, Sadako hugged Yayoi's leg and looked at her expectantly.

Hmm? Is this right? Shouldn't I be clinging to my mom and sleeping with her at this time?

Yayoi looked up at Shizu, and sure enough, Torato snuggled into Shizu's arms before Sadako could.

It seems that the youngest child really does have special privileges.

"Fine, bring your own pillow."

"No."

Two voices rang out simultaneously, and Sadako automatically ignored one of the less important responses.

As long as Yayoi-nee agrees, I'll just listen to what my brother says and not get involved!

"Okay~ Don't worry, sister, I'll bring my own pillow and promise not to cause you any trouble."

The docile kitten is the most endearing. Yayoi smiled and tapped Sadako's nose. "Go find me one of your older brother's yukatas. I didn't bring any change of clothes."

Okay.

Sadako ran away in a flash. Yayoi glanced at Sanemi, who was clearing away the dishes and didn't look too good, and gave him a provocative smile.

See? My younger siblings are closer to me now. You little white-haired rascal, you're completely defeated!

Sanemi, who was repeatedly wiping the table, did not notice Yayoi's provocation and mechanically repeated the action, preoccupied with his own thoughts.

How can I get Sadako to agree to switch places with me?

It's not easy to have this opportunity when both of them have time; who knows when the next one will come.

Without the ability to read minds, Yayoi had no idea what was going on in Sanemi's head. After Sadako brought back the yukata, she swaggered to the bathroom and took a long, refreshing shower.

Feels so good~

After throwing the dirty clothes into the laundry basket, the dining table had already been cleaned up when I came out of the bathroom. Those little brats had probably been sent back to their rooms and ordered to go to bed early.

It would be a lie to say I'm not sleepy; I haven't even looked at how long it's been since I closed my eyes.

Yayoi yawned deeply, rolled up her long sleeves, lifted the rebellious hem of her clothes that kept tripping her up, and walked barefoot up the stairs to the second floor.

That was truly prescient; they left a few extra rooms when they built this little villa, and now they're coming in handy.