Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"Mrs. Shizu?" Yayoi called softly.

Shizu didn't respond, but sniffed the tip of her nose, as if to confirm the scent of the person in front of her.

It's a familiar taste, and it's safe.

Shizu silently stood up, not attacking Yayoi, but instead hugging her.

Shizu was not as tall as Yayoi is now when she was alive, and even after becoming a demon, Shizu's height is not much different from that when she was alive.

It's impossible for me to hold the child in my arms like I did with Sumi and Koto.

Shizu still tried her best to give Yayoi a hug from her mother.

Affectionate, loving.

"Mom?" Yayoi bent down slightly, her eyes welling up with tears, and called out softly.

Shizu didn't say anything, but patted Yayoi's back gently, trying to soothe her.

She didn't say anything, but her actions showed Yayoi what a mother is like.

……

For a long time afterward, aside from going out to patrol the area or occasionally going on a mission, Yayoi spent almost all her time at the base with her mother.

After nearly a month of observation, Yayoi concluded:

Shizu really treated himself like a child and never showed any sign of wanting to leave to find Genya and the others.

This momentous discovery made Yayoi so eager to celebrate that she wanted to set off three strings of firecrackers on the spot.

However, Shizu was slow to speak like Yushiro, which made Yayoi very anxious.

They even started to wonder if there was something wrong with Tamayo's medicine.

A month later, keeping her promise, Tamayo sent Chachamaru one night to deliver the second dose of medicine.

In the middle of the night, a cat knocked on the window. Yayoi, who was sleeping soundly in the second bedroom, got up in annoyance and looked at the little calico cat squatting by the window.

Chachamaru didn't say anything, but meowed and turned around to show Yayoi the package on her back.

"You lazy bum, can't you learn a foreign language? How am I supposed to understand what you mean by all that meowing?"

Yayoi, with a bit of morning grumpiness, will attack everyone equally, including Chachamaru, who is not human.

"Meow." Chacha Maru meowed, clearly annoyed.

As soon as it meowed, Yayoi slapped it on the forehead.

"Stop barking like a dog, it's so late at night, you have no manners."

? ?

Chacha Maru couldn't quite understand the thought process of this lunatic in front of her.

With the goal of quickly completing the task assigned by Lady Tamayo and getting back to be petted by her a little longer, Chachamaru once again shook the small backpack behind her with her back to Yayoi.

"Meow."

"Oh, you mean you want me to take something out of your backpack?" Yayoi realized belatedly.

Chachamaru, with her back to Yayoi, rolled her eyes without making a sound.

Foolish humans.

Yayoi took the potion from Chachamaru's backpack; it was a pale green potion, just like last time.

"Ms. Tamayo, is there nothing you need to tell me?" Yayoi searched through her small backpack but couldn't find anything that looked like a note.

Chacha Maru shook her head frantically.

Let go, you wretched human! Don't disturb my journey back to see Lady Tamayo!

After digging three feet into the ground and confirming there were no messages, Yayoi released Chachamaru, and before Chachamaru could disappear, she once again grabbed the back of the neck that controlled Chachamaru's fate.

Triggered by the underlying code, Chacha Maru lay prone on the windowsill, not daring to move.

"Don't leave yet, take a letter to Miss Tamayo for me."

Chachamaru's eyes were full of rejection, and she looked around, plotting an escape route in her mind.

Yayoi saw through Chachamaru's little scheme and smiled smugly: "Don't even think about running away beforehand~ If you don't help me, I'll personally visit Ms. Tamayo tonight."

"Whether we'll be able to communicate properly then... I can't guarantee that."

This blatant threat, using Tamayo's safety as leverage, was absolutely effective against Yushiro.

This also intimidated Chachamaru.

Chachamaru immediately turned around and lay down on the table in front of Yayoi, waiting for Yayoi to finish writing the letter.

Just as Yayoi picked up her pen, she suddenly asked, "By the way, can you write?"

"……Meow?"

"Oh, fine, you're a stupid cat."

"..."

Chachamaru was so angry that she turned her head away and refused to talk to Yayoi.

Chapter 48 Disturbing my peaceful sleep? Then uninstall your QQ.

Chachamaru waited and waited, but Yayoi didn't finish writing. When he turned around, he saw that Yayoi had already finished writing a full sheet of paper and was about to start writing a second one.

No? Just how much does this person want to say to Lady Tamayo?

Chachamaru attempted to decipher these human scripts, but having not undergone nine years of compulsory education, he failed to decipher them at all.

But as he watched the corners of his mouth grow ever wider with each word he wrote, Chachamaru didn't think what he was saying on the paper was anything nice.

Cats have an innate sixth sense.

Yayoi wrote a lengthy note on most of the page about Shizu's changes over the past month, asking Tamayo whether she was still within the range of medication control and whether the dosage needed to be reduced.

The last point was written by Yayoi while she was stroking Chachamaru's head.

【Ms. Tamayo, Chachamaru seems to be approaching his heat cycle. I suggest you intervene as soon as possible. Neutered male cats can live longer.】

If you trust me, I can help you connect with an experienced veterinarian.

It was a small act of revenge, in a way.

In a good mood, she folded the two letters she had written and put them into Chachamaru's small backpack.

Chacha Maru got up and stretched, and inexplicably felt a chill down her groin.

She jumped off the table and onto the windowsill along the path she had come from, disappearing from Yayoi's sight in just a few steps.

Whoa~ Blood Demon Technique?

Thinking back to the small logo on the Chachamaru backpack, it seemed familiar.

Is it Yushiro's Blood Demon Art?

Yayoi didn't think much of it, glanced at the syringes on the side of the table, and turned to go to the bedroom next door.

Standing in front of the bedroom door, Yayoi gently knocked. "Mom, are you resting?"

The door was quickly opened, and Shizu, wearing a beautiful kimono that Yayoi had bought for her, held a rag in her hand, which was still damp.

“Mom, you don’t need to do these things,” Yayoi said, taking the rag from Shizu’s hand and placing it on the shelf beside her.

Shizu stubbornly shook his head, wanting to take the rag back.

Taking care of the children and managing the household are what she should do as a mother.

Shizu is very stubborn about this matter.

“Mom…” Yayoi couldn’t persuade Shizu, and had no way of knowing what Shizu was thinking.

I just hope that my mother can regain her language ability as soon as possible.

They should at least be able to communicate in a simple way.

Just as Yayoi was about to give Shizu the injection, she remembered that Shizu had slept for three days after the first injection.

Could this one also contain a sleeping pill?

Yayoi looked suspiciously at the syringe in her hand, hesitated for a moment, then put it on the table and took out a beautiful bowl from the cupboard.

He skillfully pulled out a small dagger inlaid with gemstones from a box on top of the kitchen, cut his wrist, and drained a bowl of blood from Shizu.

Standing to the side, Shizu watched intently as the blood gradually increased in the bowl.

After regaining consciousness, Shizu had a very small appetite; this bowl of blood could probably sustain him for about three days.

The blood in the bowl gradually increased, and the color on Yayoi's lips also faded little by little.

A conflict arose in the underlying code, and Shizu's appetite and protective instincts clashed in his mind.

Shizu averted her gaze from the porcelain bowl and instead focused on Yayoi's wrist, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Without saying a word, the emotions in his eyes conveyed everything he hadn't said.

Before her vision went black, Yayoi managed to stop the bleeding from her wound.

"It's okay, Mom, it doesn't hurt." Yayoi smiled and comforted Shizu, handing the bowl towards Shizu.

"Drink these first, then you'll get an injection, and you might take a nap."

Yayoi took the initiative to inform Shizu about what was about to happen.

Zhijin took the bowl, drank every last drop of blood from it, and placed the bowl in a wooden basin to wash it later.

Sitting back down in the chair next to Yayoi, Shizu obediently rolled up her sleeves to her forearms, revealing her slender wrists.

Mom is still too thin...

Having witnessed Tamayo and Kanae injecting the drug, Yayoi tried to do it herself for the first time.

It's not difficult; just insert the needle and push the medication into the bloodstream.

My mom didn't cry out in pain, so my technique must be pretty good, right?

Just as Yayoi had predicted, Shizu was also drowsy after the injection.