Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

But one thing Sanemi is certain of is that Yayoi is definitely not as gentle and harmless as she appears.

"Oh, and remember to try on the clothes."

"Oh." Sanemi, with his back to Yayoi, continued working on his hands and gave a perfunctory reply.

"Think carefully about what I'm saying."

"I won't consider it." Sanemi refused decisively.

"..." Yayoi sighed, cursing Sanemi under her breath for being such a stingy person. "I was talking about when you became a swordsman."

"Oh."

Well, I've really offended the child.

Yayoi was also helpless.

Thankfully, I can leave tomorrow. Otherwise, if I stayed a few more days, being treated like a human trafficker would be really embarrassing.

Yayoi sat cross-legged on the veranda, biting her nails, looking at Sanemi who was engrossed in his work.

Ugh... How can I convince this child?

He really likes his mother and wants her.

Even for someone as efficient as Sanemi, it was nearly midnight by the time he finished tidying up half the yard.

Yayoi got up and stretched slightly, as if she were the one who had worked half the night.

How can supervising not count as working? Yayoi said with complete self-righteousness.

"Alright, Sanemi, we've been busy all day, let's go back and rest?" Yayoi urged Sanemi.

"..." Sanemi had absolutely no desire to deal with this human trafficker.

When they got back into the house, Sumi and the others had already been urged by Shizu to lie down in bed and fall asleep peacefully. Only Genya was still nodding his head, waiting for Sanemi to finish her work.

Hearing the door open, Genya, who was still pecking at rice, raised his head and greeted Sanemi before even opening his eyes.

"Brother, are you done with your work?"

“Yes.” Sanemi walked to Genya’s side and patted Genya’s head. “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

"I want to wait for my brother to come with me." Genya nestled his head into Sanemi's palm, speaking with obvious dependence.

The anger that had been building up inside Yayoi dissipated instantly, and Sanemi's gaze softened even more, her heart melting completely.

"You don't need to wait for your brother next time. Just go to sleep earlier."

"Mmm." Xuanmi agreed readily.

Sanemi smiled helplessly.

Genmi always obediently agrees, but he always waits for me to finish my work so we can rest together. He's so stubborn.

"Alright, go to sleep now."

Xuanmi obediently got up, looked up and said goodnight to his brother: "Goodnight~ brother."

"Okay, goodnight, Genmi."

Seeing Genmi stroll off to the inner room to sleep with his mother, Yayoi felt a pang of envy.

Can I trade with that kid?

I also want to stick together with my mom.

"Stop looking. Tonight, you'll sleep in the outer room just like the past few days."

Sanemi was making the bed on the tidied floor.

"And you?" Yayoi asked.

"I also sleep in the outer room."

"This...isn't that inappropriate?"

After making the bed, Sanemi glanced back at Yayoi, said nothing, and walked to a place far away from the original bed to make another one.

Oh, it's almost half a room away.

That's very tactful.

Yayoi stopped dawdling and crawled under the covers.

Tsk, why is this pillow so low?

"Sanemi, are there any more pillows? I'm..."

Before Yayoi could finish speaking, she heard a sigh, the sound of someone lifting the covers, and getting up coming from the other side of the room.

Then, a pillow that was still warm was placed next to Yayoi.

Yayoi placed the pillow under her own, patted both pillows, leaned back on one of them, and sighed contentedly.

Sure enough, this is the place where you can rest easy.

After tossing and turning for a while, just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't changed the bandages on my body.

Sigh! It's not hard work, it's just a tough life.

I glanced at Sanemi at the other end of the room; he looked like he was fast asleep. Okay, then I don't need to go outside in this cold weather to change his dressing.

After mentally preparing myself, I threw off the covers and got up, rummaging through the corner of the room to find some anti-inflammatory powder and gauze.

He sat back down on the bed, took off his shirt, and carefully removed the dirty bandages, one by one.

The part closest to her skin was stuck to her flesh, and when she pulled it off, Yayoi gasped in pain.

"Damn, that bastard really went all out."

"Why don't you idiots stab me right in the heart? You'd save me from all this suffering."

"It's rough!"

Taking advantage of the quiet of the night, with everyone sound asleep, Yayoi greeted Upper Moon One without any hesitation for five minutes straight.

Not knowing the other person's name, I used "idiot" as a nickname for him.

The sound wasn't loud, but Sanemi, who was "sound asleep" in the other corner of the room, heard it all.

As soon as Yayoi sighed, Sanemi was forced out of her half-awake state. Just as she was about to see what this old lady was up to, the lazy Yayoi got up and found the medicine and bandages.

Then I started taking off my clothes.

Take off your clothes?!

Terrified, Sanemi immediately closed his eyes tightly, completely avoiding looking at what was indecent.

My eyes were closed, but my hearing became exceptionally sensitive, and I was forced to listen to a private rap performance.

I knew it; this crazy woman was definitely not as harmless as she appeared.

Sanemi wanted to straighten his head back so that Yayoi wouldn't realize he wasn't asleep.

I had barely moved when I heard Yayoi's passionate mic suddenly stop.

"Huh? What's that sound?"

"..." Is her hearing that good?

Sanemi dared not move again, his eyes tightly closed, pretending to be asleep.

After a long while, when there was no sound at all on the other side, Sanemi finally breathed a sigh of relief and secretly glanced at Yayoi's side.

It was a bit dark, so I couldn't see very clearly, but it looked like she was asleep.

"Heh, so you were awake after all."

Chapter 20 Okay, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal.

The cheerful voice sent a chill down Sanemi's spine.

When did you get to the other side of yourself?

How come this guy walks so silently?! Like a ghost!

Sanemi stiffly turned his head and met a beautiful face very close to his. Sanemi was in no mood to appreciate it at all and nervously swallowed.

Yayoi's face still held a gentle smile as she pinched Sanemi's cheek with her right hand and tugged at it. "Why are you still awake so late? Is something on your mind?"

“…” Sanemi didn’t dare to speak.

"Sanemi, you're being naughty~"

"Eavesdropping and peeping are not things that good kids should do."

Releasing Sanemi's face, which was already red from being pinched, Yayoi lowered her hand and grabbed Sanemi's neck.

"Sweetie~ Take a deep breath, feeling dizzy is normal."

Sanemi realized that if he didn't do something, he would really be silenced.

The hand that had been hidden under the covers, not daring to move, quickly grabbed Yayoi's wrist, trying to buy herself some air.

However, Yayoi was not affected at all.

LOL. I've been learning the basics from my father since I was a kid. If I can't even beat a little brat like you, I might as well hang myself from a tree.

"I won't tell anyone," Sanemi repeatedly stated.

"What are you saying? Who are you telling? Are you saying you peeked at me taking off my shirt to change my dressing, or...?"

Yayoi loosened her grip slightly and asked with a smile.

“I didn’t see anything, and I didn’t hear anything.” Sanemi was very perceptive, adding at the end, “Mom won’t know about this.”

The hand that was gripping her neck loosened, and she pulled the blanket up to cover Sanemi.

Yayoi smiled and gently patted Sanemi's face. "Good boy."

After scaring the child, Yayoi returned to her bed in a great mood, lay down contentedly, turned over, and fell asleep within seconds.

No wonder I have insomnia.

Turns out, I haven't been finding any fun for myself these past couple of days.