Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"Hmm." Sanemi's hands hung at his sides, clenched into fists.

"Come here, let me put some medicine on you. Don't go back and scare Genmi and the others." Yayoi took out the ointment she always carried with her from her pocket and beckoned to Shimi.

Sanemi stood motionless.

"She's so stubborn," Yayoi muttered, moving closer to Sanemi.

The cool ointment, applied to the wound, stung and jolted Sanemi out of his grief.

"Hiss..." Even Sanemi, who was used to enduring things, couldn't help but gasp. "What is this?"

"Poison, it'll ruin your face." Yayoi finished applying the medicine to Sanemi, then smeared the last bit of ointment on Sanemi's cheek.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity that her face was originally quite pretty."

Yayoi shook her head regretfully as she unscrewed the cap of the ointment, and finally stuffed the ointment box into Sanemi's pocket.

"Remember to apply the medicine when you get back, twice a day, otherwise your face will never heal."

"...Do you want to hear what you're saying?" Sanemi looked at Yayoi, who was rambling on and on, with a hint of helplessness.

The ointment is a good thing, but I guess it's very expensive.

Sanemi could feel that, apart from the pain when it was first applied to her face, the wounds on her face were now itchy, indicating that they were healing.

"Alright, I'm leaving."

Yayoi turned around, stuffed the gag in Shizu's mouth tighter, tied her hands behind her back again, and easily lifted Shizu into her arms.

"Oh, and remember to give the owner of that clothing store in town some money."

"why?"

"Because the rope and cloth strips were borrowed from his doorstep, wouldn't it be stealing if we didn't pay him?"

"Oh." Sanemi hadn't expected Yayoi to be so moral.

Yayoi had only taken two steps with Shizu when Sanemi called her back:

"If I can go to the Fujikasayama audition as soon as possible, will I be able to see my mother again?"

"Probably?" Yayoi lied without turning her head.

LOL, even if you went to the selection tomorrow, you still wouldn't see them.

My mother never intended to send my mother to Tengxi Mountain.

whee.

Chapter 30 Little Bitter Gourd, so miserable, crying for his mother.

"Brother, where's Mom?"

He squatted by the door and saw Sanemi walking over from afar. He approached Sanemi eagerly, asking questions as he went.

“Mom, she…” Sanemi didn’t know how to explain this to her younger brother.

"elder brother!"

Genya came out to greet her, holding a lantern, the light illuminating the hideous wounds on Sanemi's face.

"Your face..."

Genya's question reminded Sanemi of the injury on her face.

"It's alright, it doesn't hurt." Sanemi smiled and softened her voice to comfort Genmi.

Sanemi wasn't lying; the two wounds on his face had been so painful when the ointment first came into contact with them that they made him tremble, but now he felt no pain at all.

Sadako followed Sumi, peeking half her head out from behind the door to look at Sanemi.

Seeing that only Sanemi was there, he guessed what had happened and looked somewhat downcast.

"Sister, is Mom..." Sadako tugged at Sumi's sleeve and asked in a low voice, worried about disturbing Koto, who had just been put to sleep.

Hong paused for a moment while gently patting Hu Dou, then continued patting him gently, his back to the two sisters, without saying a word.

Hiro's eyesight has always been better than average since childhood. His excellent night vision allowed him to see clearly from a distance the moment the door opened, the one who wanted to attack his younger siblings, the one who was fighting with Yayoi, and the one who was lured away by Yayoi.

It's Mom.

Hong didn't want to hear it, nor did he want to believe it, that his mother would turn into such a monster.

Genmi took Junya's hand and comforted him, "Mommy went to a very far place, but she'll come back to see Junya when he grows up."

Sanemi stood there, watching Genya hide his sadness and comfort the younger Junya, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

If I were to join the Demon Slayer Corps, my family would only be able to...

"Brother, let's go home first."

Genya knew Sanemi well and knew that his brother's expression meant he had something very important to discuss with him.

I also enjoy the feeling of being trusted by my brother like an adult.

With Mom gone, my brother's words, "We'll have to support this family together from now on," have become something we absolutely have to do.

Back in the cabin, Sanemi handed over Sumi to her as well.

"Sumimi, take Sadako and go rest. My brother and I have something to discuss."

"Okay, brother." Sumi took Junya's hand from Genya, asked no more questions, and led Junya and Sadako back to the inner room.

Two of the made-up beds were empty.

One belongs to Genmi, and the other to his mother.

After urging Shuya and Sadako to return to their respective beds, Sumi squatted by her mother's bed and looked at it again and again. Finally, in front of Hiro, she rolled up the bedsheets.

The moment she made a move, Hong grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing?" Shoumei asked, somewhat displeased.

Not knowing where this anger came from, Tomomi herself found it strange, as she had never lost her temper with Hiroshi like this before.

"Go to sleep obediently, and don't cause trouble!"

Hiro didn't let go, his eyes pleading as he looked at Tomomi, but he opened his mouth without making a sound.

Sadako and Yuya were still awake. Hiro heard their breathing, which sounded like they were pretending to be asleep, mixed with sobs.

My mother has passed away.

Like her father, she will never come back.

Sadako and Kazuya are young, but they understand what "death" means.

Shoumei felt the hand holding her wrist trembling and felt a pang of pity.

"Listen to me, Hiroshi Shinazugawa, we don't need this mattress anymore, we need to put it away."

“Sister,” Hong didn’t let go, his voice slightly hoarse from being silent all night, “let’s keep it for one more night, I’ll help you pack it up tomorrow.”

"..." Shoumei let go of her hand, smoothed the bed again, and gave in.

"You should also go back to your own bed and go to sleep."

Hiro glanced at the empty bed in front of him and Shoumei, responded, got up and lay down on the bed next to it.

I closed my eyes, but I just couldn't fall asleep.

My mind is filled with the image of my mother's ferocious face.

That's not Mom, absolutely not.

Hong denies his own memories and begins to feel disgusted with his superior eyesight.

Outer room.

After Kotobuki closed the door between the inner and outer rooms, Sanemi and Genya sat facing each other on either side of the table in the outer room.

"Brother, Mom has become a ghost, hasn't she?" Genmi asked Shimi softly, looking at her.

"Yes." Sanemi didn't intend to hide it from Genmi.

Xuanmi is growing up and will have to take on the responsibility of supporting the family in the future. He should know this.

"Mom is dead, isn't she?" Xuanmi asked, his voice trembling.

Even though I already knew the ending, I still wanted to hear a definite answer from my brother.

Sanemi looked at Genmi, who was trying to appear calm, and couldn't bear to see the despair in Genmi's eyes. He looked away and gritted his teeth, saying, "Yes."

"What is it that you want to discuss with me, brother?"

“I…” Sanemi wanted to tell Genmi his thoughts, but suddenly felt that he was being selfish.

After joining the Demon Slayer Corps, he could no longer stay by his younger siblings' side as he did now, and the responsibility of taking care of them fell entirely on Genya's shoulders.

He's still just a child.

Sanemi was torn between his inner thoughts and his own, and just as he was about to give up, Genya's voice reached his ears:

“Brother, you said that after Father died, it would be up to us two brothers to support the family.”

"Please treat me like a reliable younger brother, okay?"

Sanemi stared blankly at Genya, whose face was full of seriousness.

After a long while, Shimi finally relented.

"Alright, it was my oversight, brother." After apologizing, Sanemi told Genmi his thoughts.

"Join the Demon Slayer Corps?" Genya's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, "Is it like Yayoi-neechan, becoming a powerful swordsman who can fight demons?"

"Hmm." Sanemi didn't know if he could become a swordsman as skilled as Yayoi.

At least for now, Yayoi is the most powerful being he has ever seen.

"Then you can go without worry, brother." Xuanmi patted his chest, confidently stating, "I can take good care of them."

“I’m here too, brother.” Shoumei opened the door, came out from the inner room, and sat down next to Genya.

"My mother taught me how to do things like laundry and cooking, and I can do them all."

"Brother, don't give up on what you want to do because of us."