Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Yayoi stretched out a hand.

"Five? That's still..."

Before Sabito could finish speaking, Yayoi stretched out her other hand, making a "V" sign.

"..." Sabito was completely speechless, and Righteous Warrior mercilessly added insult to injury:

"Seven? Then the path of recognizing relatives is blocked."

"They don't lack children."

"If you can't speak properly, you can shut up." Yayoi glanced at the honest boy, Giyuu, her disdain undisguised.

The atmosphere at the dinner table fell silent once again.

The longer the silence lasted, the more Sabito felt he was doomed.

You're so dense, think of something already! If you can't figure it out, you're going to get a beating!

Kanae, who had been listening silently without ever saying a word, put down her teacup and asked a completely unrelated question.

"By the way, how old is the oldest of those seven children?"

"Hmm... fifteen or sixteen years old? He should be about the same age as Giyu."

"A boy?" Kanae guessed when she heard Yayoi use Giyuu as a unit of measurement.

"Ah."

"Speaking of which, Yayoi, you know so much about this place, your friend's surname isn't Kuwajima, is it?" Sabito looked at Yayoi suspiciously, then shook his head, dismissing the immature thought from his mind, realizing it didn't make sense.

If Yayoi really took a fancy to someone else's mother, she would just grab her and take her away, right?

Even seven or seventy children wouldn't be enough to bury Yayoi.

You can always trust Yayoi Kuwashima's reputation.

"Never mind, forget I said anything."

"Oh, actually I have a not-so-good idea." Kanae hesitated, feeling that the idea that popped into her head was a bit... underhanded.

"any solution?"

Desperate measures, Yayoi had given up hope that Sabito and Giyu could offer any good advice.

"Have your friend marry that lady's eldest son."

"marry?"

Yayoi and the other two stared at Kanae in disbelief, never expecting that Kanae, who seemed the most composed, would offer such a shocking solution.

Sabito, with his most unconventional thinking, was the first to resonate with Kanae.

Wow! Butterfly, are you a genius?

"How come I didn't think of such a good idea? If we get married, even if that lady has a hundred children, Yayoi's friend can openly call that lady 'Mom'."

"So, what do you think of this method, Yayoi? Is it feasible?" Kanae asked softly.

To be honest, even Yayoi herself never thought she could do something like this.

It has to be said that Sabito's praise of Kanae was absolutely right; Kanae is indeed a genius.

But... that little white-haired kid isn't an adult yet, is he?

I feel quite guilty.

How should I tell him about this?

Should we go find that white-haired kid and try to get revenge? Or should we just kidnap him and register him at the government office and be done with it?

Actually, if we're talking about strategies, Xuanmi and the others are easier to win over. They're young and don't know any better. If you raise them properly for a couple of years, they'll be able to conquer you no matter what you ask for.

They're just too young. The oldest, Xuanmi, is only eleven this year, and he'll have to wait several more years to reach marriageable age.

"Yayoi?"

After receiving no response for a while, Kanae watched as Yayoi's eyes lit up and then dimmed again, her brows furrowed, looking as if she was stumped by an even more difficult problem.

Yayoi only came to her senses after Kanae poked her arm.

He slammed his hand on the table and stood up, knocking over the cup in front of him and spilling tea all over the floor.

Sabito, who had completely relaxed, was about to reach into the pot with his chopsticks to fish out the last unclaimed piece of beef when Yayoi's action startled him, causing him to withdraw his chopsticks.

"It's just a piece of beef, why are you so possessive of it..." Sabito muttered under his breath.

Knowing she had important business to attend to, Yayoi didn't go to see Sabito. Instead, she picked up her haori draped over the back of her chair and her Nichirin sword, which was lying upright to the side, and turned to leave.

"You guys take your time eating. I'm done eating, so I'll head back now."

“I’ll pay the bill; consider it a gift to mark Kanae’s promotion.”

With such a flurry of activity, Sabito and Kanae didn't even have a chance to say a few words to him.

"Yayoi, she..." Kanae hadn't seen Yayoi like this before, and asked Sabito across from her.

"Who knows what she'll do next." Without even looking up, Qian Tu enjoyed the hot pot she had been looking forward to. "Butterfly, you'll get used to it soon. It's not like she's been acting on a whim for just a day or two."

Giyu tugged at Sabito's sleeve, signaling him to say less.

With the female demon leaving early, Sabito no longer had any scruples.

"You have no idea what she gave me when I got promoted last year."

Kanae didn't reply, but gave Sabito a look that said, "Good luck to you."

"She gave me a tray, yes, the same tray that Yin was going to give to me and Yiyong to deliver our new team uniforms."

"The next day, Yin came to leave, but at least Butterfly got a proper meal."

"If you ask me, Yayoi is like a reincarnation of the Pixiu, only taking in and never giving out."

"So you have such a big problem with me."

With an extra hand on his shoulder, Sabito froze instantly, and the chopsticks in his hand clattered onto the table.

Sensing that a major battle was about to break out, Giyu quietly moved to the side to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Sabito forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and slowly turned to face Yayoi.

"Would you believe me if I said I was talking in my sleep, Yayoi?"

"you guess?"

Chapter 68 Why can't I even run into this?

After deciding to follow Kanae's good idea, Yayoi visited the Shinazugawa family more and more frequently.

I don't know if it's karma for Yayoi hiding from Sanemi for half a year, but I haven't seen that little white-haired guy in Kyobashi Ward for several months.

Oh no, could it be that the unlucky thing was already sent?

If you can't see her once or twice, that's one thing, but if you can't see her every time, Yayoi is going to have to ask a master to take a look.

"You mean Sanemi hasn't come for a while?"

"Yes, Miss Kuwashima," Tanaka answered Yayoi's question respectfully.

"Do you have something urgent to discuss with Mr. Shinazugawa? I can pass on the message when he returns next time."

Tell them? How do you tell them something like this?

Tell that little white-haired kid, "You brat, wash yourself clean and lie down on the bed," and then after you've made it a done deal, take him to the government office to register the marriage.

If you follow what the book teaches, this is indeed the most efficient method.

But no one ever told Yayoi that if she wanted to confess her feelings, she shouldn't look at those adult magazines.

Yayoi was drawn to the book because of the first two words in its promotional tagline, "marriage before love," which led her to buy it.

Marry first... it looks like a very efficient guide to getting married quickly.

"No need." Yayoi didn't tell Tanaka about her dark plans and turned to leave.

"Are you sure you don't want to wait a little longer, Miss Kuwajima? Young Master Genya and the others will be back in a little while."

"No, thank you." Yayoi said without turning her head. "Maybe next time. I have something to do this time."

Halfway there, Yayoi suddenly turned back.

"By the way, is there any way to change someone's registered age to be a few years older? Money is not an issue."

This was the first time Tanaka had heard such a question, and he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Well... I'm not entirely sure either. Whose age does Miss Kuwashima want to change?"

Yayoi pondered for a few seconds. Little White Hair had been working as a slave for others for many years, and it was uncertain whether he would ever see him alive.

Just to be on the safe side, we need to have a backup plan.

“Genmi’s.”

"Should I change it to be one or two years older?"

"No, let Xuanmi turn eighteen after his birthday this year."

"..."

"..."

Not only Tanaka, who was opposite Yayoi, but also Genya, who had just returned from get out of class and was about to have lunch, were silenced by Yayoi's combination attack.

She glanced down at her child's hand and compared it to her own height against the door frame.

Eighteen years old? Me?

Is Yayoi-neechan serious?

This farce naturally fizzled out. Yayoi herself knew it was pointless; she was just venting her frustration with empty words.

The year passed by in the blink of an eye, neither particularly exciting nor uneventful.

Without seeing Sanemi or meeting the Lower Moon, all progress is stuck, which is incredibly frustrating.

"Hey! You little pighead, go get me a glass of water."