Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"Yayoi-neechan!"

Yayoi's pale face and sweaty head startled Sumi, and Genya, who jumped off the cart from the other side, also ran over.

"Are you alright, Yayoi-neechan?"

"fine."

Worried about frightening the two children, Yayoi endured the pain, smiled, and gently patted Genya's head, comforting him, "It's okay."

Genya looked at Yayoi with some doubt, and when Yayoi tried to help Sumi off the cart, he refused to let Yayoi do it.

"Yayoi-neechan, I'll do it." Genmi carried Sumi out of the car before Yayoi could.

As Yayoi approached the stall, she picked through a pile of gloves and scarves, making the stall owner's heart skip a beat.

"Young lady, this is just a small business..."

"know."

Yayoi held up the scarf in her hand.

"Do you have eight of these in different colors?"

"This... should exist."

Yayoi glanced at the still bewildered stall owner and said, "Take a notebook and write this down."

"okay."

Perhaps intimidated by Yayoi's hurried manner, the stall owner frantically retrieved his accounting notebook from inside the house, biting off the pen cap with his teeth, ready to record anything at any moment.

"I just ordered that scarf, I'm preparing eight of them, each a different color."

"Then, eight pairs of gloves for warmth, six pairs for children and two pairs for adults."

"Sumimi, come a little closer."

Still in shock, Sumi obediently moved closer.

Yayoi pointed to Sumi's height and said, "This child has two sets of winter clothes for the same height, one for boys and one for girls."

"Two sets of men's clothing and two sets of women's clothing, each half a head shorter than the child."

"We also need two sets of winter clothes that a two-year-old boy can wear."

Yayoi pointed at Genya, "Two sets of winter clothes for the child's height, and two sets of winter clothes for the child who is a head taller than him."

“In addition,” Yayoi raised her hand and gestured to her cheekbone, “there are four sets of winter clothes that a woman of this height, around thirty years old, could wear.”

The stall owner took notes quickly, his hands shaking by the end.

"Miss...do you really need this much?"

"Your shop doesn't have any?" Yayoi stopped giving instructions and looked up at the stall owner.

"Yes, there is, but..." The stall owner hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Yayoi immediately understood the stall owner's concerns. She took out the wallet that the stall owner had seen not long ago from her pocket, took out a stack of banknotes, and placed it on the table.

"Here is fifty thousand taels. I'll make up the difference later if it's not enough."

"Enough...enough."

The stall owner felt that this world was a bit surreal.

How come this girl, who was just thinking about getting something for free a few days ago, suddenly has so much money? Where did she get her fortune?

The stall owner didn't dare to ask.

People who can casually take out so much money are either rich or powerful, and are not people like me, a small vendor, can easily interfere with.

"Miss, is there anything else you need?"

"Shoes, socks."

When it came to shoes, Yayoi was stumped.

Clothes are fine; knowing your general height means you can buy something that fits pretty well. But shoes...

The stall owner noticed Yayoi's concerns and, of course, didn't want the big order to slip away, so he quickly said, "Miss, don't worry. I can roughly judge the shoe size based on your height. And since children's feet grow quickly, I prepare half a size larger. Is that alright with you?"

"Yes." Yayoi nodded.

"Can I exchange it if it's not suitable?"

"of course can."

The stall owner was a smart man; the fact that this young woman wanted to make an exchange meant that she lived nearby.

Most of the clothes they buy are children's clothes. If they can take good care of this lucky charm, they won't have to worry about not having business in the future.

"Okay, then we'll match the shoes to the clothes size, one pair for each outfit."

"Shoumei, Genmi, go with the stall owner to try on your shoe sizes."

"Oh, and the little girl should wear an extra pair of boots with her outfit."

"Okay!" the stall owner happily agreed.

Genya and Sumi, who were standing to the side, finally came to their senses and looked terrified: "Yayoi-neechan, didn't you buy too much? We already have clothes to wear, you don't need to buy any for us."

"Yes, yes." Shoumei nodded hurriedly in agreement, unable to accept such a huge shock for a moment.

"Listen to me, go try on the shoes. We still have several places to go."

Yayoi, with one child in each hand, pushed the two children into the house.

About ten minutes later, Genya and Sumi, dressed in new clothes, appeared awkwardly in front of Yayoi.

Seeing the two children looking completely transformed, Yayoi's eyes were filled with satisfaction.

"Okay, prepare the rest of the clothes according to this standard and load them into the car within ten minutes."

"okay!"

The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief.

Bet right.

The stall owner had his own little scheme in preparing these two outfits for Shoumei and Genya.

The young lady waiting for him at the entrance of the casino was willing to spend money on the children, dressing Xuanmi and Shoumei in the highest-grade clothes in the store, which cost nearly five thousand taels a set.

All things considered, including accessories, it easily exceeds 100,000 taels.

They made a killing!

Chapter 15 Yeah, just a little bit.

The stall owner was extremely efficient; in just a few minutes, all the ready-made clothes he had noted down were packed and stacked on the cart.

The stall owner—no, he should be called the shop owner now—felt that the title of stall owner was no longer worthy of him.

The shop owner, while planning to expand the store next year, handed the calculated bill to Yayoi:

"Miss, here is the bill, please take a look."

"The total is 103,260 taels."

Yayoi glanced at the bill, didn't find anything too wrong, and casually tried to bargain: "Um... can you round it down?"

Upon hearing this, the shop owner's smile froze, and he began to stammer.

"Miss... I'm just running a small business..."

Seeing that the shop owner was about to cry, Yayoi stopped teasing the poor shop owner, took out her wallet, counted out 50,000 taels of silver and handed it to the shop owner, saying, "Give me a few hats to wear for the children."

This time, they really did round down to zero. The shop owner thanked them profusely after receiving the money, and almost kowtowed to Yayoi.

"Okay, I'll get ready right away, right away."

Wearing new clothes, Genya and Sumi stood to the side, at a loss, clutching the hem of their clothes awkwardly.

Genmi, who had previously participated in calculating household expenses with his brother and was considered "well-informed," was now somewhat mentally blank.

Ten...ten thousand taels?

How much rice could that buy?

Just these few outfits, and then... they were all spent?

Before Xuanmi could figure it out, the cart carried the group along, stopping and starting intermittently, until it was piled high with people and they ended up living in front of the Shinazugawa family's house.

Nearly 100 kilograms of rice and flour, several pieces of meat, including pork, beef, and mutton, and a whole basket of fish.

Dried vegetables and cured meats that can be stored for a long time were completely sold out of the shop.

Everyone on the street knows that there's a generous lady who doesn't haggle and is stocking up on food.

I also bought Xuanmi a kitten that he had liked for a long time.

It's a long-haired calico that Genya has been eyeing for a long time; it's quite beautiful.

At first, the two children kept shaking their heads and saying no, no, that's enough.

It wasn't until Yayoi did some psychological work with the two children that things changed.

"If it weren't for Genya and Sumi's mother and brother saving Yayoi, Yayoi would be dead by now."

"There's absolutely no need to worry about the money. The amount I spent today didn't even cover Yayoi-nee's weekly salary."

Xuanmi at least knew some basic arithmetic, and after calculating with both his hands and feet for a while, he came up with an exaggerated number.

Swallowing nervously, Xuanmi asked cautiously:

"So... how much does Yayoi-neechan earn in a month?"

Yayoi smiled and held up one finger, "One million!"

!!!

Stealing the young master?!

Xuanmi began to count in his mind how many zeros were after one million.

Shoumei was younger and didn't understand how much a million was.