Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Despite their best efforts to persuade him, Sanemi remained unmoved.

The former Wind Pillar was also helpless. He was hot-tempered and didn't tolerate Sanemi, so he forcibly tied Sanemi to the wooden stake in the dojo.

The selection process lasted for seven consecutive days until it ended.

Fortunately, Kuang Jin didn't have any missions these past few days, so he went to the dojo every few days to secretly give Sanemi some water and food.

Neither the old stubborn nor the young stubborn one would back down first, making it difficult for Kuang Jin to keep relaying messages and mediating between the two sides.

It wasn't until the former Wind Pillar relented and agreed to let Sanemi participate in the Fujikasane Mountain selection six months later.

"I won't stop you from participating in this year's selection," the former Wind Pillar sighed and assured him.

Let's carry this kid back to rest after he's exhausted to the point of fainting.

According to Kuang Jin, this kid was recommended by the current Demon Slayer Corps's Sound Pillar.

As expected of a Pillar-level swordsman, he was able to discover such a promising talent.

It seems that in a few years, the Demon Slayer Corps will have two more Wind Pillars.

Chapter 53 Damn it, this is my half-sister!

Shijin slept for a full six months.

If it weren't for the fact that she could see Shizu's heaving chest every day, Yayoi would have taken the "key" to Tamayo and Yushiro to discuss philosophy.

During those six months, Yayoi didn't just sit idly by.

He diligently fulfilled his responsibilities as a pillar, patrolling when he was supposed to and going on missions when he was supposed to.

After all, she's still receiving a salary from Ubuyashiki, so it wouldn't be good for her to just sit around doing nothing.

Occasionally, I would go to Asakusa to bother Yushiro and drink a couple of pots of black tea brewed by Tamayo.

After half a year of persistent effort from Tamayo, I finally managed to get my hands on Chacha-chan, thanks in large part to Yushiro's great help.

Sending my love rival to the she-devil's lair to be a slave—I, Yushiro, would never miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!!

Chacha-maru—no, Chacha-chan, whose name was unilaterally changed by Yayoi—was carried back to the base by Yayoi in a state of trembling fear.

I thought my good days were over, but I never expected to achieve a direct leap in social class.

In Yayoi's camp, aside from Shizu who was still fast asleep, it really was Yayoi who was the boss and Chacha-chan who was the second boss.

Pine nuts, which can only be seen occasionally, are not even as important as the tea sauce from the pond, which are used as a reserve food.

With improved material conditions and being treated to delicious food and drinks every day, Chacha Sauce also began to pursue spiritual fulfillment.

That's right, it's fishing.

Chacha Sauce never goes home empty-handed; if she can't catch a fish, she just jumps out.

The standard dog paddle helps Chacha Sauce realize her dream of eating fish.

Yayoi didn't really restrain Chacha-chan.

I didn't bring this cat home expecting it to guard the house; I just wanted it to keep my mom company while I was away on missions after she woke up.

Then, during the day when Mom can't go far, he can pass on a message to himself or something.

Eat and drink as you please.

Even if Chacha-chan wanted to eat salmon every meal, Yayoi could afford it.

Eat if you want, it's not like it's some kind of blue spider lily, those things are hard to find.

According to Yayoi, if a problem can be solved by spending money, then it's not a problem at all.

With her mother's role as a go-between taken care of, Yayoi didn't forget about her group of younger, adopted siblings.

I had met Masachika Kamino at headquarters a long time ago. When he greeted me, Yayoi thought for a long time before she remembered him.

"Lord Naruhashi, I have handled everything you arranged properly."

Wait, what did I arrange? Why is this person trying to scam me right off the bat?

Are you treating me like I'm some kind of saint who can settle accounts?

Before Yayoi could have an attack, Kamino Masachika quickly followed up with an explanation: "Shinzogawa has now been introduced to my master, and he is currently learning breathing techniques from him."

Oh, I think there was such a thing.

Yayoi belatedly realized, and unwilling to admit that she had long forgotten about the little white-haired boy, she nodded with feigned indifference: "Yeah, I know."

"You and your master should pay more attention to the training at the Immortal River. It's inconvenient for me to go there for a while."

After saying that, Mi Sheng left without looking back.

Kugeno Masachika looked at Yayoi's back with deep respect: He hadn't expected that the Naruhashi-sama was so busy every day, still having to go out and scout out talented swordsmen.

He truly deserves to be recognized by his master as a Pillar-level swordsman.

Clenching my fists to cheer myself up, Kumino Masachika, you also need to work harder and strive to become a Wind Pillar as soon as possible!

Yayoi, who had inexplicably received positive reviews, stopped after turning a corner. She looked left and right, and only after confirming that no one was around did she spring her feet and suddenly jump up into a tree and lie down comfortably.

This is utter clerical work, even a dog wouldn't do it!

Would it be useful to call me to headquarters?

LOL, no one can force me to do things I don't want to do!

Only by emptying your mind can you have the opportunity to think about other things.

For example—if Little White Hair goes to learn breathing techniques, wouldn't Shoumei and the others become left-behind children?

Tsk, what if Mom really does turn back into a human one day and remembers she has several children? I can't exactly tell her, "Your children starved to death, can I?"

Out of respect for Shizu, Yayoi regularly visits the Shinazugawa family to see the little ones and buy them food, drink, and clothing.

I didn't leave them too much money, just a few thousand taels to be enough for emergencies, since I'd be coming over again in a few days anyway.

There are no adults in the family, so having too much money can easily bring disaster.

These younger siblings are easy to feed; every time I visit, the food I bought for them last time is still uneaten.

"Do you... only eat one meal a day?"

Yayoi raised her hand to stop the peddler behind her who was about to deliver things to the storage room. She glanced at Sumi, who was standing helplessly in the yard clutching her clothes, and asked.

"Sister...you bought too much stuff, we can't possibly eat it all."

"I feed the dogs what I can't finish, I eat eight meals a day, in short... don't even think about saving me money, your sister is so poor that all she has left is money."

Over time, Yayoi transformed from a kind-hearted angel investor into the eldest sister of the Shinazugawa family.

There was absolutely no coercion involved; these kids themselves wanted to call her "sister."

Yayoi sold the old grain to a peddler who was transporting goods, which made Sumi feel a pang of heartache.

"Next time I can't finish the food, I'll give it to someone else." Yayoi didn't comfort Sumi, who was clutching her chest in pain, but explained what she was going to do to the little "head of the household" in front of her.

There's no way around it. If we don't say it this way, even if we move the old rice to the corner of the storage room and replace it with new rice, these little guys will still be frugal.

"By the way, where's Xuanmi? Where did he go?"

Before leaving, Yayoi counted the little ones lined up in a row.

“My brother… he went out to buy something,” Shoumei stammered.

"Oh." Yayoi didn't suspect anything and said casually, "Next time you need anything, just tell me when I come, and I'll buy it for you all. If you buy a lot, I can even get a discount from the owner."

“Okay, big sister.” Shoumei tilted her head back and gave a very sweet smile.

Kotobuki already looked most like Mrs. Shizu, and when she smiled like that, Yayoi Hart felt a warm glow.

"Good girl." Yayoi couldn't resist and patted Sumi's head like she would pat Chacha-chan.

"Then I'll head back now, and I'll come see you all again in a while."

"Mmm!" Sumi stood in front of a group of little ones, waving goodbye to Yayoi. "Take care on your way, sister."

We'll miss you~

Oh my god, this is my long-lost half-sister!

Yayoi walked away with her back to Sumi, her hands covering her chest, looking completely absorbed.

The reverie lasted less than three seconds. Just as he reached the courtyard gate, he saw Xuanmi, who was supposed to be buying things, pulling an empty cart, sweating profusely but happily hurrying back.

The wheels spun rapidly, and Genmi, being too short, had to keep his head down while pulling the cart, failing to notice Yayoi standing at the gate with a complicated expression.

"Kotobuki! Hiro! I'm back!"

Seeing that Yayoi, who should have said goodbye, was standing still, Kotobuki slapped her forehead.

Ruined!

Chapter 54 Saving me money? I think you guys are just bored.

He pulled the empty cart to his doorstep, and only when he got close did Xuanmi notice a pair of boots in front of him.

"Excuse me, could you please move aside?"

The two feet in front of me showed no sign of moving.

Didn't you hear me?

Xuanmi looked up at the feet with some confusion.

Long boots, a short skirt, a short white haori, pink hair ends, and a dark expression on Yayoi's face...

Yayoi-neechan!

"Sister, what brings you here!"

Xuanmi looked like he'd been caught doing something wrong, and took a step back in alarm, his back pressed against the cart.

Yayoi glanced at Genmi, whose forehead was etched with the words "guilty conscience," and at the empty cart behind him.

"What are you going to buy? You have to pull a cart? Let your older sister see."

"Did I go shopping?" Genmi asked, looking confused. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sumi frantically giving her meaningful glances in the yard. Genmi immediately corrected herself, "Oh right, I just went shopping."