Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"Huh? Senior sister, you've got it backwards, haven't you?"

"I didn't rebel," Yayoi said matter-of-factly. "If it weren't for my good luck, I would have already served Upper Moon One a dish."

"Winding one?!"

"Winding one?"

The father and son were both shocked and dumbfounded.

Yayoi turned to look at Kuwashima Jigoro, whose eyes were wide with disbelief: "What's wrong? Didn't that heartless guy Ubuyashiki tell you?"

"No, he only told me about promoting you to the position of Sound Pillar."

"...Damn it, how come you haven't mentioned a single word about my health in the letters you've sent in the last half month?"

"It turns out that the heartless guy was deceiving his superiors and subordinates."

Yayoi received a light tap on the head.

"Gah ya~" Yayoi rubbed her aching head, moved away, and moved further away from Kuwajima Jigoro.

"Watch your mouth, don't be so disrespectful. You're the current leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, after all."

"I, Yayoi Kuwajima, would never do something like groveling to a sugar daddy," Yayoi said with an air of righteous indignation.

"..." Kuwashima Jigoro sighed helplessly, "I shouldn't have expected anything good from you."

"I know that. I remember reading about the secretary when I was a kid. He was called 'Dog's Mouth'..."

"You old geezer, you're secretly cursing me?!" Yayoi realized belatedly.

Seeing that Yayoi could no longer offer any useful experience to share, Kuwashima Jigoro unilaterally stopped Yayoi from continuing her evil missionary work that was corrupting Kaigaku.

"Then how did you get it from Upper Moon One...?"

"Stop, stop."

During this period of time, I don't know how many people have asked me this question. Almost everyone who hears that Yayoi met Upper Moon One asks me about it, to the point that Yayoi wants to memorize the answer as soon as she hears the beginning.

"I'm incredibly lucky, I'm super beautiful, my Thunder Breathing is awesome, and that Upper Moon One is a vegetarian idiot with a bulge in his head."

"Trust whichever of these answers you prefer."

"..." Kuwashima Jigoro was also at a loss.

At least Yayoi was alive and well right under his nose, arguing with him; that was already a stroke of luck.

"You..."

Seeing that the old man was about to start nagging again, Yayoi covered her ears: "I won't listen, I won't listen to this bastard's rambling."

Kuwashima Jigoro was amused by Yayoi's shameless appearance and said, "You bastard."

"What color haori do you want?" Kuwashima Jigoro had come to his senses and gave Yayoi a way out.

“White.” Yayoi immediately lowered her hand and answered without hesitation.

"Why do you want white again? I thought you'd pick the most expensive pink one." Kuwashima Jigoro looked as surprised as if he were meeting Yayoi for the first time.

"Hey~ old man, you don't understand." Yayoi spoke with the air of someone who'd been there all along. "You wear a white haori, go out on a mission, and when you come back, you're obviously dirty. You can just scrape off a few bits of dirt, smear some blood on it, and it'll look like you've worked really hard. Then you can legitimately recuperate and slack off all the time, right?"

This barrage of practical information left Kaigaku deep in thought, Zenitsu nodding repeatedly, and Kuwajima Jigoro blushing.

"You damn fool! You're a Pillar-level swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps and all you can do is slack off!"

"And you two! Don't you dare imitate your senior sister!"

For the first time, Kaigaku and Zenitsu were outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant towards Kuwajima Jigoro.

Nodding repeatedly, she mentally gave Yayoi a thumbs up. As expected of her senior, she was the number one in enjoying life!

I knew I could learn something useful from my senior.

Yayoi said nonchalantly, "So what? That heartless guy Ubuyashiki pays me a salary, it's not like I'm not working."

"Besides, I didn't sign a contract of servitude with him. Working for someone else doesn't mean I have to risk my life, does it?"

"Can't you have some fighting spirit? To become a role model for your juniors or something?" Kuwashima Jigoro tried to persuade Yayoi.

As expected, ideological work had been ineffective for over a decade, and this time was no exception.

Yayoi's main characteristic is that she is completely unyielding.

"Hilarious! Anyone who works overtime for something so worthless is an idiot, okay?"

"Haven't you heard, old man? Good women gain fame, bad women gain everything!"

Chapter 25 Staying up so late at night, Kaigaku, are you trying to get yourself killed?!

Ultimately, the missionary rituals of the evil "Hedonism Cult" leader were utterly defeated by Kuwashima Jigoro's cane.

"Hey, you old geezer, why are you so ruthless?!" Yayoi reached behind her, trying to touch the spot on her back where Kuwashima Jigoro had slapped her twice with his cane.

Fortunately, Kuwashima Jigoro was in good health, otherwise he would have been seriously injured by Ya's anger.

Seeing that none of the three magic pills were considerate, the sixty-year-old man poured himself a glass of water to calm himself down.

"Alright, you've finally come back, so stop leading Kaigaku and the others astray."

"What do you mean?!" Yayoi said indignantly.

If it weren't for the fact that the person in this room was her own junior brother, she wouldn't have bothered saying these heartfelt words at all.

Good intentions are wasted!

Yayoi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Fortunately, the two servants weren't as rigid as the old man, and it seemed they listened to what he said.

Excellent! My eternal pleasure-seeking religion has a successor!

Kuwashima Jigoro really didn't want to argue with Yayoi, this stubborn guy, any longer on this issue. "Which jurisdiction do you belong to?"

"How did you know, old man?" Yayoi asked warily, wondering how likely it was that Kuwashima Jigoro had received a tip-off.

Can't you?

He went straight back as soon as the meeting ended.

Kuwashima Jigoro didn't know what to say, always feeling that his apprentice wasn't very smart sometimes.

"I used to be a Pillar-level swordsman."

"Oh, I forgot." Yayoi said with a grin.

Kuwashima Jigoro picked up his cane.

Yayoi no hehe.

"Oh well, so you've been assigned to Kyobashi Ward." Seeing that the old man had really reached the threshold, Yayoi stopped joking around.

"Alright, you'll have to change your ways from now on. Since you're responsible for a certain area, then you have to..."

Seeing that Kuwashima Jigoro was about to launch into another long speech, Yayoi quickly tried to appease him.

"Yes, yes, Master, I will."

"You know I listen to you the most~"

"I've been in meetings and traveling day and night, I'm so tired, could you please let me go back and get some sleep?"

Kuwashima Jigoro sighed helplessly, and stopped trying to lecture Yayoi. He waved his hand, telling Yayoi to get lost.

That little ingrate, yet she's the most obedient; I've never seen her listen to anyone.

……

It was late at night, and Yayoi was fast asleep, oblivious to the world around her, when there was a knock on her door.

"Senior sister, are you asleep?"

"..."

Yayoi was woken up by the noise, turned over, and didn't want to pay attention to that idiot outside.

"Senior Sister?" Kaiyue, unwilling to give up, knocked on the door again.

"Senior sister, are you really asleep?"

"Dead!" Yayoi's sleepiness was abruptly extinguished by Kaigaku. When she sat up, her resentment was comparable to that of a super-level cursed spirit.

No kidding, even if it were Upper Moon One standing at the door right now, Yayoi could still hold her own against him with her morning grumpiness.

Before Kaigaku could turn and run, the door was suddenly pulled open, and Yayoi appeared in the doorway with a dark face, looking like a ghost.

"Why are you running? Didn't you come here specifically to find me? You brat." Yayoi grabbed Kaigaku by the collar and pulled him back.

"Senior sister, you won't kill me, right?"

Kaigaku tried to awaken Yayoi's conscience, but Yayoi didn't have any of this kind of food that even dogs wouldn't eat.

Three minutes later, Kaigaku, with two large bumps on his head and a purplish-blue eye socket, obediently knelt opposite Yayoi.

"Speak, what brings you here in the middle of the night?" Yayoi wiped her hands with a handkerchief, then threw it in front of Kaigaku.

"Have you had enough of living and want me to send you to the Pure Land?"

Kaigaku wisely picked up the handkerchief, folded it neatly, and placed it aside, intending to give it to the female demon to wash later.

"No, senior sister, I have something I want to ask you in private."

"Can't I ask again tomorrow?"

Kaigaku didn't say a word, just sat there obediently, both timid and stubborn.

"Speak, what is it?"

Yayoi was anxious to go back and continue the dream, so she spoke impatiently, thinking that she should finish asking the questions as soon as possible and get rid of Kaigaku.

"Senior sister... I've never been able to learn the First Form."

Upon hearing this, Yayoi rolled her eyes so hard they almost disappeared into the back of her head.

"So what if I can't learn it? What's wrong with that? Will I die if I can't learn it?"

"Or do you think you can learn something by coming here and getting a beating?"