Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Yayoi carried Shizu and hurried through the woods on the edge of town, afraid that the little white-haired boy behind her might change his mind and take his mother back.

Walking on the secluded mountain path, even the chirping of cicadas in the trees sounded pleasant to Yayoi.

That little brat, it makes such a nice noise.

"Come on, keep playing the music," Yayoi kicked a little toad by the roadside, "keep dancing!"

The little toad got angry, croaked at Yayoi, and jumped away.

Seriously, I didn't listen to my mother and didn't check the almanac before going out. I ran into such a crazy human. It's infuriating!

Shizu was still unconscious in her arms. Yayoi raised her arm and brought her face close to Shizu's nose, feeling the warm breath he exhaled.

Hmm! Your breathing is very strong. Mom's physical condition has improved significantly since she became a ghost. That's a good thing!

Yayoi never even considered executing Shizu.

LOL. My mom neither eats people nor does anything evil. Why are you focusing on my mom when there are so many cannibals in the world?

Since taking over Shizu, Yayoi changed her tune in just a few tens of minutes.

Hehe~ Anyway, since Sanemi and the others don't want their mother anymore, then she'll be my mother.

This isn't robbery, this is outsmarting the enemy.

After bullying the lonely little toad by the roadside, Yayoi carried Shizu and ran all the way back to her base.

For the first time, I felt that building the base in the deep mountains and forests was an incredibly wise decision.

As expected, I, Yayoi Kuwashima, am a genius!

He kicked the door open and headed straight for his bedroom.

The biggest and best room should definitely be for Mom.

On the way from the front yard to the bedroom, Yayoi had already conceived a plan for the renovation of the residence in her mind.

The entire courtyard must have a covered walkway that provides shade, and the walkway must be long enough to cover all parts of the camp.

Shade should also be provided above the hot spring.

What if Mom wants to go to the hot springs during the day someday?

Yayoi was secretly pleased with herself, already planning to have Matsuko contact Hikari to renovate the base at dawn.

Forget it, Songzi is a blabbermouth, I can't trust him, I'll just have to go myself.

Yayoi placed Shizu on an extremely luxurious bed, and sat on a chair beside her, resting her chin on her hand, quietly watching Shizu lying on the bed.

So lovely.

Mom thinks she looks good no matter what.

I have a mom now.

Yayoi couldn't resist reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind Shizu's ear, wanting to get a closer look at Shizu's appearance.

Just as she tucked her hair behind her ears, Shizu woke up.

If Yayoi hadn't pulled her hand back quickly enough, Shizu would have been getting a good crunch on her fingers today.

With her hands tied behind her back and her legs bound together, Shizu's only free movements were her neck and facial features.

Looking at Shizu's demonized, beast-like vertical pupils and sharp teeth, and listening to the constant hissing from Shizu's throat, Yayoi felt little sadness; her mind was filled with thoughts of:

My mom has such beautiful eyes.

My mom has really straight teeth.

My mom's screams are really powerful.

Hey, is my mom hungry?

Thinking about this, Yayoi was in a dilemma.

You can't exactly buy and sell young boys and girls to feed your mother, can you?

If the old man finds out, he'll hang me from a tree and skin me alive.

When ghosts eat people, do they eat flesh or blood?

Can you use meat from a regular animal instead?

Yayoi hugged her empty head in great distress.

There are a lot of questions, but not a single answer.

I really regret it. Back then, my father wanted me to go to school, but I insisted on feeding pigs.

Now look what's happened; you only realize how little you know when you need it.

This is truly an overreaction by Yayoi. In hundreds of years, Yayoi is the first person to raise a demon while being human.

There are almost no references available.

Even if Yayoi had listened to Jigoro Kuwashima's advice and studied hard, she would still be holding her head in anguish, unable to understand these questions.

Yayoi looked at Shizu, who was clearly struggling from hunger, and felt somewhat anxious.

He got up, grabbed a rarely used bowl from the kitchen, and pulled out his Nichirin Blade to slash his wrist.

Fresh blood dripped down his wrist into the bowl, quickly filling about half of it.

Seeing that half a bowl had been filled, Yayoi raised her wrist and, not wasting a single drop of blood, licked it into her mouth.

Hmm... It tastes a bit fishy, ​​with a metallic flavor.

Looking at the blood in the bowl, Yayoi wondered if she should get a straw for her mother, and then glanced at Shizu's condition.

Forget it, I'm afraid Mom will just chew up the straw and swallow it.

That stuff is hard to digest and unhealthy.

"Mom, let's have dinner."

Yayoi walked to Shizu's side with the bowl in her hand, and pressed her other hand against Shizu's forehead, pinning it against the bed so that Shizu's head couldn't move.

The rim of the bowl was pressed against his mouth, and fresh blood slowly poured into Shizu's mouth.

Shizu, now a demon, was completely bewildered.

Wait a minute, this isn't what the script says.

Shouldn't I be pouncing on a living person and using my sharp teeth to bite through their throat to drink this stuff?

How come they fed it to my mouth without me doing anything?

Hunger overcame his thoughts, and Shizu's last shred of rationality was used entirely for eating.

Most of the bowl of blood quickly went into Shizu's stomach.

Yayoi was absolutely right; thankfully, she hadn't prepared a straw for her mother. If she hadn't been quick enough, her mother would have bitten a hole in the rim of the bowl.

The bowl isn't expensive, but it's a bit hard to digest; I don't want Mom to get sick from eating it.

Yayoi took a step back, observing Shizu's changes.

I look much better now, that's helpful!

Yayoi cheered for her brilliant idea; it seemed that feeding her mother with human blood was a feasible solution.

Worried that her mother wasn't eating enough, Yayoi immediately drained a whole bowl of blood and fed it to Shizu.

After drinking the second bowl of blood, Zhijin visibly calmed down.

The struggles lessened, but his gaze remained fixed on Yayoi's still bleeding wrist, his eyes filled with longing.

“No, you can’t eat too much for dinner, or you’ll get indigestion.” Yayoi stretched out her right index finger and waved it at Shizu, offering a seemingly respectable reason.

Uh... actually, it was because I got a little carried away when I was adding the second bowl of blood that I forgot to control the amount and almost fainted.

Seeing that Shizu still looked hungry, Yayoi began to seriously consider how to feed her mother.

Yes, one person alone is definitely not enough.

Why not sell some poor children to raise as blood donation bags?

Provide them with good food and drink, and only take a little blood from them periodically? Although it sounds a bit inhumane, well... just pick some children who are about to starve to death, don't make them do anything, just have them donate blood periodically.

Thinking about it this way, I guess I really am a great philanthropist.

How many people should we support? Twenty or forty?

Shouldn't we expand the yard a bit?

As Yayoi tried to stop the bleeding from her wrist, she considered the feasibility of this plan.

Hmm! That works!

It seems there's still a lot to do tomorrow.

Yayoi took one last look at Shizu, who was "voluntarily" lying on the bed, and suppressed her little thought of sleeping in the same bed with her mother.

Never mind, Mom is still a little hungry. What if I slap myself on the neck in the middle of the night? How am I supposed to take care of her then?

Goodnight, Mom. Go to sleep early.

After saying goodnight, Yayoi thoughtfully drew all the curtains in the room for Shizu.

Thank you to my hedonistic self in the first half of the year!

To ensure a deep sleep during the day, the curtains are made of the finest materials, so that when drawn during the day, not a single ray of light can pass through.

This is just the right time to create a safe house for Mom.

"I'm right next door, Mom. Just call me if you need anything." Yayoi thoughtfully reminded Shizu before closing the door.

The door closed, leaving only Shizu in the pitch-black room, who was still unaware of what had happened.

Fortunately, I no longer feel that intense hunger like I did at the beginning.

Shizu was bored and stared at the ceiling, contemplating the existence of a demon.

When will we be able to eat our next meal from that food source?

I think I'm getting hungry again...