Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

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Yayoi continued swinging her legs, daydreaming, and chatting idly with Kanae.

After the ointment was prepared, it was time for a meal, and Kanae invited Yayoi to have a meal at the Butterfly Mansion.

Wow, I've met a kind person.

Yayoi clutched her wallet tightly.

This time, I didn't spend a single penny to participate in the final selection.

That's great, I'm one step closer to retirement.

I'll do what the old man did, buy a mountain, and plant peach trees all over it.

Absolutely gorgeous!

Yayoi ate her fill at the Butterfly Mansion, taking almost everything with her. Before leaving, Kanae even gave Yayoi a bag of rice balls to eat on the way.

Yayoi kept repeating the words "beautiful inside and out" all the way. After leaving the Butterfly Mansion and passing by the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, Yayoi did not put the rice ball in her bundle.

It's so small, there's no need for that at all. Just keep it in your hand, and you can open it and eat it whenever you're hungry.

Let me guess what flavor these rice balls will be!

"Tch, just a good-for-nothing with connections. If it weren't for his looks, how could he have been promoted so quickly?"

"I heard that the real talent among the newcomers is Sabito. She's just a pretty face who shamelessly followed Sabito to pass the test."

"I really don't understand why the lord would promote her to the rank of E swordsman so exceptionally?"

Huh? There's a dog barking?

Yayoi stopped, looked left and right, and after confirming that she was the only one being talked about, she smiled innocently at the group of people gossiping:

"Arno... are you talking about me?"

The swordsmen interpreted this expression as weakness, guilt, and an attempt to curry favor after their secret was exposed, which only fueled their arrogance.

"It's you! Don't put on that innocent act, it's disgusting."

"Why is it that we fought tooth and nail for over a year to reach the G-rank swordsman level, while you, a mere pretty face, can just jump on the bandwagon and be promoted to the E-rank as soon as you join the team?"

"If you ask me... maybe it'll happen at night..."

Seeing that more foul language was about to come out of these people's mouths, Yayoi chuckled, put the paper package in her hand into her bundle, and untied the bundle and placed it on the ground.

Before the third person could finish speaking, Yayoi's enlarged, beautiful face appeared before them, still wearing a smiling expression.

"Ugh, that's so rude! I don't like it at all."

Before I could even recover from the beauty filter overload, I was hit with another blow.

Hmm? My cheek hurts.

I feel a bit nauseous, let me throw up and see.

Oh, it's teeth.

Mine? Mine!

Does this woman have such a strong grip?

The swordsman, lying on the ground covering his face, was still in shock.

Chapter 6: Why was my account cancelled even though I went back a day late?

Forgiving this bastard is God's job; what I should do is send this bastard to meet God.

Yayoi, still smiling, squatted down and grabbed the scoundrel by the collar to help him sober up.

“You’re talking, why are you stopping? Your father is listening.”

The other two recovered from the shock of the incident. The one who wasn't thinking very well tried to pull Yayoi away to save his good brother, but before he could get close, he was kicked in the chest.

It's important to know that Yayoi's strongest muscles weren't in her arms, which she used to wield a knife all the time, but in her legs.

He doesn't look very muscular, but actually...

There's no point in trying to explain it; the person who has the most say is the guy whose character is stuck in the wall and can't be pried off.

"Don't rush, take it one at a time..."

Yayoi pulled her leg back, straightened her skirt with one hand, and continued to "cook" the foul-mouthed scum in her hand.

The seemingly rational four-eyed guy realized that Yayoi, this pretty face, was a bit of a handful, and tried to use team rules to restrain her:

"You...you can't keep hitting Fujino."

"Why?" Yayoi looked at the four-eyed man with amusement, waiting for him to continue.

"The Demon Slayer Corps' rules prohibit members from fighting each other in private."

Four-Eyes pushed up his glasses, swallowed hard, and brought up this rule to bolster his courage.

"Really?"

Yayoi released the piece of trash in her hand, looking completely innocent: "Sorry, I didn't know the rules on my first day in the team."

"Thank you for reminding me. I'll go easy on you later."

As Yayoi spoke, she unbuttoned the jacket of her Demon Slayer Corps uniform with one hand, took it off, and casually tossed it onto the bundle beside her.

Yayoi's logic is very simple.

Wearing this uniform, I'm a Rank 8 swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps. Taking it off, I'm your father, Yayoi Kuwashima. The Demon Slayer Corps' rules? You can't be chosen by your father, okay?

The four-eyed boy was clever and realized this as well.

"You...taking off your uniform won't help. We...we're your seniors, you can't..."

"Shut up! If you keep talking, I'll beat you up first." Yayoi interrupted the chattering four-eyed boy impatiently.

"You noob, you've only reached the G-rank after a year in the Demon Slayer Corps and you still dare to call yourself a senior? I really don't know how you have the nerve to open that stinky mouth."

He grabbed the first scoundrel with one hand, pulling him so hard he stumbled: "Come on, come with me. Let's find a crowded place so they won't say I'm fighting in private."

? ?

Fujino, who was being dragged forward, couldn't quite keep up with Yayoi's logic.

Is that what you mean privately?

A dozen minutes later, surrounded by some swordsmen, was Yayoi riding on Fujino's back, attacking with both hands, and Fujino who was clearly unconscious.

"Say something! Don't you like to criticize others? Go ahead and criticize me."

"Remember this: being good-looking is my least noteworthy advantage. If you ever describe me as a vase or something, I'll kill you."

Yayoi released her grip, and Fujiwara collapsed limply to the ground.

He remained silent and slept well.

The onlookers stared in horror at Yayoi, whose white shirt was stained with blood, unable to find the right words to describe her.

Let's put it this way: the Demon Slayer Corps has recruited a madman.

Yayoi was very trustworthy, and in the end, only the little four-eyed girl remained conscious.

"Let's take these two good-for-nothings to the Butterfly Mansion. Treatment there is free, so I shouldn't have to pay for their medical bills, right?"

Yayoi squatted down in front of Xiao Siyan and returned his glasses, which had one lens broken.

"...Thank you." The four-eyed boy obediently took the glasses, put them on, and didn't dare to look Yayoi in the eye.

Yayoi lost patience with these bastards and got up. She walked to the wall, pried the unlucky guy who was stuck in the wall out, and threw him next to Fujino.

"You're welcome."

He retrieved his team uniform, draped it over his shoulders, slung his bag over his shoulder, and swaggered away from the crime scene.

Sure enough, I get hungry very quickly after engaging in physical activity.

Yayoi made this great discovery in her life, and as she walked, she took out the rice ball that Kanae had prepared for her from her bag.

good to eat.

Bonito flake flavor.

Love to eat.

Kanae is a beautiful and kind-hearted angel.

The speed of travel is not slow.

When it got completely dark, Yayoi returned to Momoyama safely.

You could hear Zenitsu's wailing from a great distance.

"Waaah... Senior brother, how could senior sister..."

"She's so strong, how could she have died in the selection?"

"Senior brother, is the final selection really that dangerous?"

Zenitsu cried as he threw paper money into the brazier in front of him. Under the licking of the flames, the paper money quickly turned to ashes.

Although he was beaten almost every day during the six months he was brought back to Taoshan.

Zenitsu knew that Yayoi was not a bad person.

How could a senior student who only thinks about eating, drinking, and how to skip work and retire directly be a bad person?

Yayoi stood by the window, watching Zenitsu crying loudly inside the room and Kaigaku, whose expression was equally grim.

Yayoi pondered, and Yayoi drew a conclusion.

Those two brats must have secretly found another senior sister outside.

"I said..."

The windows of the wooden house were not low; at least, since Yayoi had not yet grown to full height, people inside the house could only see her head through the windows.

Zenitsu turned his head following the sound, and when he saw Yayoi's face, which was indistinct in the darkness, he immediately fainted.

Kaigaku, standing to the side, also paled a bit, but at least he still retained some composure.