Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Sanemi heard Yayoi's voice and looked at Yayoi standing under the eaves.

“You… what are the things in this yard…”

"food."

"I know, I want to ask where these things came from?"

"Bought."

Who bought it?

"Kind person."

"..."

Sanemi realized that the person in front of him was someone who responded to every word but never got anything in return.

Yayoi, who had just been startled by Sanemi, was not going to give Sanemi a friendly look. In addition, she had just aggravated her wound, which was probably going to reopen.

It hurts.

Ugh, this is even more annoying.

"Be careful walking in the aisle, don't step on anything." Yayoi turned her back to the door and gently inhaled and exhaled, trying to suppress the pain.

Damn, I really want to say something dirty.

No, you have to hold back, Yayoi Kuwashima.

Mom is still inside, so I can't swear.

After a few seconds of adjustment, Yayoi's smile returned.

"You've worked hard, Sanemi. Come inside quickly. Mrs. Shizu has already prepared dinner and is waiting for you to come back so we can have dinner together."

Sanemi was stunned. Was Yayoi about to scold him just now?

You must have misread it.

Carefully choosing a place to stand, Sanemi followed Yayoi into the house.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Shizu, it was Sanemi who just came back, not the stray cat."

Yayoi's expression remained a gentle and obedient smile.

Sanemi was even more shocked when he went inside the house.

On the table was a sumptuous dinner, a treat only served during holidays, and the younger siblings were wearing new clothes they had never seen before.

The room was filled with the sweet smell of hagi mochi, as well as the aroma of other unidentified sweets.

There was a kitten lying in Xuanmi's arms.

These……

Sanemi shifted his gaze to Yayoi, who was sitting next to Shizu and replying with a smile.

Did she do all of this?

Mom seems to know, so should we still go ahead with it...?

The dinner was quite lavish, but Sanemi ate it with little appetite.

Looking up at his younger siblings enjoying their meal, Sanemi swallowed the question that was about to come out of his mouth.

Just like at noon, Yayoi still couldn't eat much.

Yayoi put down her chopsticks early, glanced at Sanemi beside her, and smiled broadly:

"After dinner, could you please ask Sanemi to help me take care of those things in the yard? I really can't handle them by myself."

“Okay.” Sanemi also put down his chopsticks, intending to carry out the order immediately.

"No rush, let's fill our stomachs first." Yayoi pressed down on Sanemi's shoulder.

This child is a real workhorse; he eats little but does a lot of work. People like him should be harnessed and made into oxen or horses.

Yayoi thought to herself, her lips curving into an even wider smile. She stood up and looked at Shizu:

"Mrs. Shizu, I'd like to go outside for some fresh air. Please continue eating."

……

Sitting in the courtyard, Yayoi squinted at the small black dot approaching her from not far away.

It was pitch black, and you could tell at a glance that it was that damned pine nut stuff.

Yayoi stood up and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, worried that Shizu would overhear her conversation with Matsuko.

That crow, who never keeps its mouth shut, doesn't care whether it's appropriate or not; it just blurts out everything.

What if I say something that my mom can't hear? Wouldn't my perfect image collapse?

I had only taken a few steps out of the yard when I felt like I had bumped into a bolt of good luck on my back.

Yayoi nearly fainted and collapsed.

"You stupid bird, are you trying to kill me?"

"Oh, you still have the energy to curse. Looks like that unlucky swordsman who almost died in this town wasn't you." Matsuko circled Yayoi and looked her over for a while.

"Why didn't you catch me? Hmm? Have you already forgotten how we were together after just three days? Hmm?"

Yayoi leaned against the wall, finally managing to catch her breath.

Damn... I reckon it's cracked again.

What a lousy thing, it and its father and mother are somewhat incompatible according to their birth charts.

"First, I have no feelings for you and have no obligation to pick you up."

"Secondly, the unlucky guy you're talking about is me."

Yayoi turned around and stared at Matsuko with a chilling gaze.

"..."

"You went to buy something using your old bargaining logic again and ended up getting yourself killed by the shop owner."

"You have a good lung capacity," Yayoi blurted out out of the blue.

"Ok?"

"How come you didn't choke to death saying such a long sentence?"

Yayoi's mouth looked like it was smeared with arsenic, and she unleashed a torrent of poison on Matsuko.

"..." Matsuko rolled her eyes in annoyance. "So what's wrong with you?"

"We've encountered the Upper Moon."

! !

Songzi gasped.

How many quarters are there?

"one."

Pine Nut's eyes widened. Pine Nut landed on Yayoi's shoulder, covered its beak with its wings, and exclaimed in exaggerated admiration:

"My god, your birth chart is so sharp you could chop down a tree! How come you're still alive?"

"Stupid bird, if you can't speak, donate your mouth. Quite a few mute people are waiting for your mouth."

"So how did you survive?" Matsuko was genuinely curious.

No swordsman has seen an Upper Moon in recent years, but according to records, Upper Moons are monsters that have lived for hundreds of years and are not something that normal people can fight.

"That Upper Moon One is an idiot, that's why I survived, understand?"

Chapter 17 The 132nd Day of Missing My Household Servant

Matsuko suspects Yayoi is exaggerating, but she can't find any evidence.

"So, when do you plan to return to the Demon Slayer Corps?"

Yayoi glanced back at the brightly lit hut. "Tomorrow, let's have a few hidden members bring a stretcher to pick me up. I can't walk back."

Songzi looked down and said, "You didn't break your leg either, did you?"

"Well, at least her leg isn't broken." Yayoi said, unbuttoning two buttons on the bottom of her team uniform, revealing a blood-soaked bandage around her waist and abdomen to Matsuko.

"You idiot, you're right. If it weren't for my strong destiny, what you'd be admiring right now is my beautiful, frozen corpse."

Yayoi buttoned her clothes back up and spoke without looking up.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" Matsuko spat three times, splashing Yayoi's face with spittle. "Stop saying such things. I'll go back and get someone for you. Remember to change your dressing."

"Ah."

The pitch-black raven disappeared into the pitch-black night sky.

Yayoi turned and went back to the courtyard.

Just then, the door was pushed open again, and Shizu, carrying a dirty bowl, and Sanemi, with his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, walked into the yard one after the other.

"Mom, let me wash the dishes."

Sanemi reached out to take the basin from Shizu's hand, but Shizu dodged it.

"No need, Sanemi. Mother can do this little thing. Why don't you go and help Yayoi tidy up the yard first?"

Sanemi followed Shizu's gaze and looked at Yayoi standing at the courtyard gate. "Okay."

As Yayoi leaned against the fence and looked up at the stars, she noticed out of the corner of her eye a little white-haired creature trying to get closer to her, and she lowered her arms that were crossed over her chest.

"You've arrived, Sanemi." Yayoi said with a smile.

"Ah."

Sanemi nodded, looking at the things scattered across half the yard, unsure where to begin.

"Let's move the durable grains and dried goods to the storage room first. By the way, is there a storage room?"

"No."