Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Following the sounds of fighting and her familiarity with the terrain of Fujikasayama, Yayoi quickly located Sabito's position.

Watching Sabito slay demons like chopping vegetables while spouting out cringeworthy, chuunibyou-esque pronouncements that made everyone want to scream, Yayoi began to regret following along.

It's really asking for trouble.

For several days in a row, Yayoi quietly "endured the punishment," always following Sabito at a distance.

Occasionally, I'll casually chop down a couple of blind ghosts.

Sabito also noticed the pretty girl who had been following him, but assumed she was seeking his protection, so he didn't chase Yayoi away.

A real man should protect a girl!

With a ready-made "admirer," Sakoto's moves became increasingly fierce, and he also continuously improved his rhetoric, trying to make himself look more like a reliable man.

Hiding behind the tree, Yayoi just wanted to hang herself on the spot.

Why are this immature kid's comments getting more and more embarrassing?

Was he really not mute in his past life?

Awkwardly, Yayoi's appetite increased dramatically, and the peaches she had prepared for seven days were finished in just five.

It's really strange. We throw peach pits on Tengxi Mountain every year, but we haven't seen a single peach tree.

Is this place somehow eerie?

To be fair, this guy named Sabito may be a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), but his strength is truly undeniable. He killed almost all the ghosts on the entire mountain.

This selection process allowed me to experience the thrill of being "guaranteed admission," which was incredibly satisfying.

Yayoi looked at the last peach in her hand, reluctant to eat it, and suddenly felt a little regretful.

It's wrong to waste an extra peach to exchange before the selection process.

Only two days left, how am I going to get through this...?

While Yayoi was sighing and complaining to Momo, Sabito, not far away, ran into a big problem.

Chapter 3 You forgot? I used to hold you when you were little.

Wow... what a huge ghost, so disgusting.

Yayoi tossed the peach in her hand up and down, watching Sabito still locked in fierce combat with the Hand Demon in the distance, silently cursing the disgusting creature in her mind.

The ghosts I've encountered over the years at least seem to be human.

What? Are all ghosts the stronger they are, the more bizarre their appearance?

Zheng—

Yayoi saw Sabito's sword break and was about to be touched on the head by the Hand Demon's hand.

"What a careless fellow, he didn't even check beforehand whether the knife was chipped."

"I didn't come with you, so you just sent it, didn't you?"

Yayoi stuffed the peach back into her pocket and drew the Nichirin Blade tucked at her waist.

"Thunder Breathing - First Form: Thunderclap Flash!"

The Hand Demon still had a ferocious smile on its face, its hand already touching Sabito's head.

Suddenly, a ghost-like living person appeared in front of him, catching the Urokodaki disciple who was about to be killed by him with one hand, and waving the other hand at him.

"Ghana~"

What's with the "add"? The ghost didn't understand.

I just felt a cool sensation on my neck.

Oh, I'm going to die.

!!!

Am I going to die?!

"Damn it! Why did I die?! How could you cut through my defenses?!"

"Why!!"

Yayoi, annoyed by the noisy hand demon, kicked the head that had rolled to her feet away.

"Th...thank you."

Having faced death, Sabito recovered and sat on the ground, panting heavily.

"What are you thanking me for? You forgot, I used to hold you when you were little."

? ?

Sabito was about to ask Yayoi's name when he was choked by her words.

What's this? The admirer has become an acquaintance?

I thought it was peach blossoms arriving, but it turned out to be relatives?

Wait a minute, I'm an orphan, where would I get relatives from?

Besides, this pretty girl in front of me looks about the same age as me.

How could she have hugged herself?

"you……"

Seeing Sabito's expression change three or four times in a second, Yayoi also developed a wicked sense of humor and squatted down to prove her identity.

"Your name is Sabito, and your master is from Mount Sagiri, named Urokodaki Sakonji, right?"

"..."

Oh no, it's all correct.

Sabito frantically searched his memories, trying to find anything related to Yayoi.

Smoke began to rise from above, but still nothing was found.

Yayoi just found this chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) a bit amusing and didn't intend to explain further.

"Alright, there's nothing ghostly on Fujikasa Mountain anymore. Let's go meet up with Giyu."

Do you even know about volunteerism?

Sabito stood up, somewhat afraid to look at Yayoi, and even began to wonder if he had developed dementia at the age of fourteen and forgotten this "acquaintance" with whom he had a close relationship.

Sabito followed silently behind Yayoi, afraid that Yayoi might suddenly ask him, "Do you remember my name?"

Returning to the place where he first met Murata, the stranger was indeed still waiting for Giyuu in the same spot.

"Murata, how is Giyu doing?"

Murata breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yayoi had come with Sabito.

That pretty girl really is Giyuu and Sabito's friend. What a relief!

"Thankfully, she doesn't have a fever, she just hasn't woken up yet," Murata answered Sabito's question, his gaze unconsciously shifting to Yayoi with a hint of guilt.

I used to think of her as a bad person, I'm really sorry.

Sabito noticed Murata's gaze, which strengthened his resolve.

This person is someone I know very well; I had completely forgotten about her.

Having faced the choice of whether to stick his neck out or not, Sabito stopped struggling and somewhat awkwardly confessed his "crimes" to Yayoi.

"Sorry... I think I forgot about you."

“I know this behavior is terrible and unforgivable, but… please tell me your name again, and I promise I won’t forget it.”

"Huh?" Murata looked at Sabito, then at Yayoi, whose face was full of disappointment, and for a moment he didn't know what had happened.

These two...don't you know them?

Why am I so dizzy?

"Yayoi Kuwashima".

Qiantu repeated the name, but still couldn't remember it.

Seeing the dismayed look on the face of the delusional teenager in front of her, Yayoi stopped teasing him.

"Alright, it's normal that you don't remember me."

"I didn't know you at all before this selection."

"..." The big, bright eyes of the rabbit instantly turned into tiny, beady eyes.

"then you……"

"It was Murata who told me your name."

"That……"

"Your master's name was told to me by my master."

"That……"

"You were recognized by the masks you were wearing."

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"It's gone."

The rabbit now feels completely drained.

It turns out I've been tricked.

Fortunately, it was still a stroke of luck.

I didn't develop Alzheimer's disease prematurely.

Yayoi spent the next two days very comfortably, leaving not a single ghost on Fujikasa Mountain. Staying on the mountain was no different from camping.

If only we could ignore the gossipy person next to us.

"Yayoi, why do you have this name?"