Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Kuwashima Jigoro's masochistic tendencies have really kicked in. After finally escaping Yayoi's torment for half a year, he's been really missing that bastard he raised when he has some free time.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open.

The wind blowing in from outside extinguished the candle before Jigoro Kuwashima could.

"Old man, have you missed me?"

Well, serves you right for being so talkative and nagging. Here comes the retribution.

Kuwashima Jigoro closed his eyes again, hoping it was all just an illusion.

Yayoi saw a strange object on the table with a half-burnt, extinguished candle stuck in it.

They truly are a close teacher and student, a close brother and sister.

When the three of them saw the thunder cake, they said exactly the same thing.

Is this poop?

"Waaaaah!!" Zenitsu couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.

Why do you all have to say it like that? I hate you all!

After the crying and fussing, in order to comfort Zenitsu, everyone present was given a piece of dog poop peach cake, even Sanemi, whom Kuwajima Jigoro had never seen before and whose name he didn't know, got a piece.

"Can I not eat it, old man?" Yayoi looked at the dark lump of food on the plate in front of her, with no intention of touching the fork at all.

Kaigaku, who had already resigned himself to his fate, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Yayoi's words and put down his fork.

Thankfully, my senior sister came back.

"No! Everyone gets one piece today, and everyone has to finish it." Kuwajima Jigoro wiped Zenitsu's tears with his sleeve.

He, Kuwajima Jigoro, could never do something that would break the heart of his most filial disciple!

"Tsk."

The old man is stubborn, and today is his birthday. Every year he'll be gone, so let's not make him unhappy on his birthday.

Yayoi mentally prepared herself and picked up a fork to cut off a piece.

"what--"

The cake was shoved right in Sanemi's face.

Doesn't this demonstrate the role of the fiancé?

Sanemi's face instantly turned bright red.

She's been ignored in private for over a month, so why is she being asked to do such intimate things in front of people she's close to?

The innocent cat has lost its mind online, and smoke is starting to rise from its head.

They dared not look again at the terrified gazes of the old man and the two children.

Sanemi blushed and quickly ate the cake from Yayoi's hand.

It's quite sweet, to be honest.

My tongue feels a little numb.

I can't straighten it out, and I can't speak.

Sanemi, kneeling obediently in front of the table, kept his head down, not daring to look up at the three people opposite him.

"You have to finish both cakes, darling~"

Sanemi lowered his head even further and responded with a soft "Mm".

The three generations of the family were on the verge of falling apart; none of them could believe that Yayoi could say such a thing.

"Senior sister, you..." Kaiyue also felt that his worldview was a bit shattered.

But the most important thing at hand is still—

My senior colleague has found a suitable way to handle her cake, but what about me? What should I do?

Is it absolutely necessary to eat this?!

Chapter 85 I can't exactly kidnap his mother to force him to marry me, can I?

"What are you looking at? If you're so capable, why don't you go find a man to eat this shitty cake for you?"

Yayoi, munching on a peach, grumbled and cursed at Kaigaku, whose face was full of resentment.

"Senior sister, I'm a guy, you can't be looking for a man..."

With a complicated expression, Kaigaku withdrew his gaze from Yayoi and turned to look at Sanemi.

Kuwashima Jigoro hadn't recovered yet, and he also looked at Sanemi.

Young Zenitsu was furious at Yayoi's comment that the cake was "dog shit," and took another bite of the cake on his plate.

What a load of crap! It tastes delicious.

Sanemi paused in his eating, seemingly affected by Yayoi's words "find a man" or "dog shit." He paused for two or three seconds before continuing to silently finish what was on his plate.

How embarrassing, what should I say?

"Cough cough." Kuwajima Jigoro recovered and coughed twice to clear his throat.

"Child, what should I call you?"

Yayoi is not young anymore, so it's not so hard to accept that she brought someone she's taken a liking to back home.

Even Kuwashima Jigoro was mentally prepared for Yayoi to live like this for the rest of her life.

As long as the child doesn't cause trouble for others, then your parenting has been a great success.

Sanemi, who had been silently eating his cake and reciting his thoughts, immediately put down what he was holding, placed his hands neatly on his knees, and looked at Kuwashima Jigoro:

"Hello, Kuwashima-senpai. You can just call me Sanemi. My surname is Shinazugawa, and I live in Kyobashi Ward. I am currently a Pillar-level swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps, and I practice the Breath of the Wind."

“He was the eldest son in his family, with six younger siblings. His father died early, and his mother…” Sanemi glanced at Yayoi, swallowed the word “imprisoned” that was on the tip of his tongue, and replaced it with “alive.”

Wow~ He's already a Pillar-level swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps at such a young age? No wonder I thought he was a good kid the first time I saw him.

Kuwashima Jigoro was very satisfied with Sanemi, and kept thinking to himself that Yayoi must have burned incense in her past life to be able to make such an excellent child ignore Yayoi's demonic nature and only see Yayoi's highly deceptive appearance.

Pillar? Kaigaku also glanced at Sanemi again.

What a pity! He's incredibly strong, but his judgment is terrible. How could he have fallen for his senior sister?

Senior sister is only good-looking; once you get to know her, everyone would say she's a demon.

The corner of his clothes was tugged by the little mushroom-headed boy next to him, and he heard Zenitsu lower his voice and whisper in his ear:

"You're thinking such a thing, Senior Brother, are you planning to die?"

"..." Kaigaku angrily grabbed Zenitsu's ear, gritting his teeth, "You really are incorrigible!"

"Who told you to listen? Huh?!"

"Come on, you two. It's the old man's birthday, so let's set up a ring over there and have a life-or-death battle to liven things up for him."

As soon as Yayoi spoke, the two brothers calmed down instantly.

They stopped arguing, stopped making a fuss, and stopped holding grudges.

The whole family was friendly and respectful to each other.

Zenitsu was afraid that his senior brother would actually kill him in the life-or-death battle organized by his senior sister.

Kaigaku was afraid that his senior sister would ask Zenitsu to say his last words, and that this guy would reveal what he was thinking, and he would have to die with this idiot.

"Can't you guys... give me a break for a bit?" Kuwashima Jigoro sighed, his gaze towards the honest child Sanemi growing increasingly satisfied in comparison.

This child is really nice; he doesn't talk much and seems to have a very good temper.

"Sanemi..."

"Yes!" Sanemi immediately responded, ready for battle.

"Haha, there's no need to be nervous. I'm not a pedantic person," Kuwajima Jigoro said with a smile.

"By the way, Sanemi, how old are you?"

"I'll be seventeen after the New Year."

Upon hearing Sanemi's answer, Kuwashima Jigoro's creased smile vanished instantly, and he stared at Sanemi in silence for a long while.

He said to Yayoi, "Come here, good child, come with me for a moment."

Yayoi raised her eyelids slightly. If the old man addressed her like that, he was probably about to lose his temper.

"Why can't we say it to each other's faces?" Yayoi was completely unmoved and refused to receive special instruction from her master.

With guests present, this proud old man would never utter any offensive words.

Kuwajima Jigoro's lips twitched. He gave up trying to communicate with the unyielding Yayoi and looked back at Sanemi, who looked anxious.

“Good child, you…” Kuwashima Jigoro carefully chose his words, trying to salvage Sanemi's situation one last time in a more tactful way, “Did you voluntarily return to Momoyama with Yayoi?”

"cough!"

Yayoi choked on the peach in her mouth; she wasn't warning Shinazugawa to think before he spoke.

"Uh...it was voluntary."

Kuwajima Jigoro glared at Yayoi. "Don't be afraid, Sanemi. I'm right here. This bastard won't dare to do anything to you. Tell me boldly, do you really have no weakness or vulnerability that Yayoi has in his hands?"

"Hey!" Yayoi was quite unhappy and yelled at Kuwajima Jigoro, "How could you think of me like that?"

"These kinds of things are all about mutual consent. If he really doesn't want to be with me, I can't just kidnap him and bring him back to see you, can I?"

"What weakness? Old man, that's a joke. Do you think I'd tie his mother to my side and force him to marry me?"

Yayoi spoke half-truthfully, giving Kuwashima Jigoro a heads-up.

If Shizu's affair were ever exposed, the old man wouldn't be driven to his death by anger.

Kuwashima Jigoro was so angry that he glared and puffed out his beard, gritting his teeth as he exposed Yayoi's shortcomings: "You've done it before! Have you forgotten why Inoue Jiro at the foot of the mountain only targeted you?"

"How would I know? It's just that I don't want to argue with a fool like him." Yayoi didn't take her master's words seriously at all, and continued to take a peach from the fruit plate in front of her and eat it.

"How could you not know! Didn't you tie someone's mother up the mountain when you were little?!"