Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

That's strange, there aren't any flower beds nearby.

"Tick-tock—" Yayoi noticed some red bloodstains on the floor behind Tamayo.

“I didn’t want to use Blood Demon Art on you, nor did I intend to hurt you.” Tamayo said, revealing her arm that had been behind her back. Several gruesome scratches appeared on her right arm, and large amounts of blood gushed out.

The sweetness was even stronger.

“The people I ate were my husband and children.” Tamayo’s eyes were filled with sorrow. “Muzan lied to me. I wanted to live, I wanted to watch my children grow up, but…”

"Later I figured out a lot, and I never ate people again."

“I know I am guilty, but… Yushiro is innocent. He has never eaten people. He should not be treated like other cannibals.”

Tamayo walked confidently toward Yayoi and Yushiro.

She pulled the Nichirin Blade that had pierced Yushiro's throat, wiped the blood off it, and put it back into the scabbard at Yayoi's waist.

Yushiro's neck injury healed quickly. Avoiding Tamayo's hand that was about to help him up, Yushiro stood up nimbly and nervously grasped Tamayo's hand.

"Lady Tamayo! Your arm..."

"It's alright, Yushiro. Let's leave while the Blood Demon Art is still working."

Blood Demon Art?

Yayoi, who had been standing still, then realized what had happened.

No wonder they approached me with such confidence; they must have thought I was under the influence of the Blood Demon Spell.

Is it some kind of immobilization technique? Is her blood the medium?

"Don't rush off yet." Yayoi, who should have remained rooted to the spot, approached Tamayo and Yushiro step by step. "Let's chat. I'm quite interested in you, Miss Tamayo."

Yushiro and Tamayo looked at Yayoi, who was moving freely, with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

No one has yet appeared who is unaffected by Tamayo's Blood Demon Art.

How on earth did this guy break free from the control of the Blood Demon Art?!

Yushiro stepped forward and firmly shielded Tamayo behind him, urging, "Lady Tamayo, you must go quickly!"

I stopped her.

"You two, that's enough! What kind of lovey-dovey act is this in front of a single guy like me?"

Even now, Yayoi still believes that Yushiro and Tamayo are a couple.

Tsk tsk, what's so special about this? Even if you die and become a ghost, you'll still love me?

Wait a minute, didn't Tamayo say she ate her husband and children? Then what about Yushiro? A third party?

Tsk tsk tsk, that really shows how much you love him, Yushiro.

Yayoi moved with lightning speed, flashing in front of Yushiro, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and throwing him against the wall. She then drew her Nichirin Blade and, in front of Tamayo, demonstrated how she had pinned Yushiro to the wall.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Tamayo," Yayoi said apologetically, but there was no remorse in her eyes. "You've been thinking about running away, which has been very distressing for me. I had no choice but to do this."

Tamayo looked at Yushiro, who was "hanging" on the wall, with a worried expression. She clasped her hands together and looked at Yayoi with pleading eyes: "Please don't hurt Yushiro. Whatever you want to know or do, I will do it."

“Ms. Tamayo, please put your hands where I can see them. Holding your breath isn’t a pleasant feeling,” Yayoi said with a smile, explaining to the two demons present why she wasn’t affected by Tamayo’s Blood Demon Art.

Luckily, I am naturally suspicious, and I realized something was wrong as soon as I smelled the flowers and held my breath.

Otherwise, we would have really fallen for that damned devil's trick today.

"I will not use Blood Demon Magic on you again, so you can rest assured."

"I don't know you..."

Before Tamayo could finish her question, Yayoi stated her request directly.

"Go and help me reform someone."

"No, it should be to help me transform a ghost that has just become a demon."

"Huh?" Tamayo looked at Yayoi in disbelief, even wondering if Yayoi's team uniform was stolen.

Yayoi was very dissatisfied with Tamayo's attitude, narrowing her eyes in annoyance. "What? Were you just lying to me about being a doctor and that you modified Yushiro?"

It's as if Tamayo admits that she'll see Yushiro's head being ripped off in the next second.

"No...it's just..."

"explain."

"Could you release Yushiro first?"

Yayoi scoffed, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Ms. Tamayo, please understand the situation. Promise to help me and actually succeed, only then will you have a chance to survive, instead of using this as a bargaining chip, understand?"

Chapter 36 Taking off your shoes will make you run faster!

"……I see."

Tamayo placed her hands together on her lower abdomen and bowed slightly to Yayoi to indicate that she was willing to do as Yayoi said.

“A wise choice.” Yayoi pulled a rope from the pile of firewood, took out the Nichirin Blade that was firmly nailed to the wall panel, and bound Yushiro, whose wounds had not yet healed, tightly.

The female ghost's blood demon magic is a kind of immobilization technique and doesn't have much offensive power. The male ghost's blood demon magic is still undetermined, so it's best to be cautious.

During the binding process, Yushiro instinctively struggled for a moment, and Yayoi immediately broke his arm.

"Uh!"

Behave yourself.

"Yushiro!"

Having not dealt with swordsmen for a long time, and having not seen Yushiro injured for a long time, Tamayo instinctively exclaimed Yushiro's name when Yayoi twisted Yushiro's arm.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Tamayo." Yayoi, stepping on Yushiro's back, tied the excess rope into a tight knot, smiled at Tamayo, and "reassured" her:

"Have you forgotten that you two are ghosts? These injuries are nothing, they'll just hurt a little, you won't die."

Tamayo withdrew her hand from Yushiro, fearing that the young swordsman might feel that her behavior was inappropriate and continue to vent her emotions on Yushiro.

Yayoi was taking her anger out on others, and Tamayo could tell.

Because of his past actions of attempting to use Blood Demon Magic on her, Yayoi now has absolutely no trust in him.

It seemed that Yayoi needed him as her "doctor" to prevent her from venting her anger on herself.

"Alright, Ms. Tamayo, stop standing there and come with me."

Yayoi, holding one end of the rope, pulled Yushiro off balance and urged Tamayo onward.

They used respectful terms, but their eyes showed no respect whatsoever.

In Yayoi's eyes, Tamayo was just a doctor who had one successful case and might be able to restore her mother's sanity.

Even without her, I can continue to support my mother.

Whether Shizu can regain her sanity is not essential for Yayoi.

In other words, if either Tamayo or Yushiro were to try anything again under Yayoi's nose, she would definitely kill them.

Yayoi's malice towards Tamayo and Yushiro was so obvious that she understood Yayoi's meaning without her having to say it aloud.

"Please rest assured, I, including Yushiro, will not resist."

“That would be best.” Yayoi tugged at the rope in her hand, looking at Yushiro’s obviously defiant expression, and smiled wickedly: “Actually, I’d love for you to rebel.”

"After all... killing demons is easier for me than eating."

Tamayo stood still, her expression changing repeatedly, without moving an inch.

"What? Do I have to walk over and ask you?" Yayoi said impatiently, her gaze towards Tamayo somewhat unfriendly.

Ghosts are all treacherous and cunning. This guy hasn't moved for so long, is he hiding something?

"No, I need to go back and get my first-aid kit."

As a doctor who was asked to make in-person consultations, Tamayo's request was reasonable.

But Yayoi had never been a doctor and was unreasonable, so at this moment she only felt that Tamayo was nagging and fussing.

"Can't I buy you whatever you need when we get back?"

After hearing Yayoi's words, Tamayo was troubled. "This... I'm afraid that won't work. Some of the potions that can restore a demon's sanity are only available to me..."

“Alright.” Yayoi readily agreed, waving her hand to signal Tamayo to leave on her own.

Just as Tamayo was about to express her gratitude, Yayoi's last words clung to her like a ghost:

"If he doesn't come back in half an hour, I'll chop off Yushiro's limbs over and over again, then hang him on a tree to watch the sunrise~"

"..."

I really want to call the police, but they won't help with this kind of thing.

This place isn't very close to the residence hidden in another location; it would be a bit of a stretch to make a round trip in half an hour.

Tamayo wanted to negotiate with Yayoi to give them more time, "Could it be...?"

"Twenty seconds have passed already~" Yayoi said with a grin, looking at Tamayo's wooden clogs. "If I were you, I definitely wouldn't waste my time on something that's completely impossible."

"Also, Ms. Tamayo, you might be able to run faster if you take off your shoes."

Tamayo had no other choice but to completely abandon her pride, kick off her wooden clogs, and her white socks, covered in dust from the ground, became filthy after only a few steps.

Tamayo dared not stop, fearing that if she arrived even a moment later, Yayoi would really torture and kill Yushiro as she had said.

"Why did you humiliate Lady Tamayo like this?" Yushiro, who was being held hostage next to Yayoi, suddenly asked, making Yayoi laugh.

This ghost is... pretty brave. Even when it can't save itself, it's still thinking about questioning itself.

"Hey buddy, are you drunk?" Yayoi replied to Yushiro in a good mood, tying one end of the rope to a tree. "How did I humiliate her?"

"Isn't this all a voluntary transaction between me and you?"

“And another thing,” Yayoi finished tying the rope, tugged at it to make sure it was secure, “you should be glad that pretty widow ghost was useful, otherwise…”

The second half of the sentence didn't need to be finished; Yayoi's Nichirin Blade and the team uniform she was wearing told Yushiro the answer.

Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago.

With his reason returning temporarily, Yushiro realized how terrible his attitude had been.