Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Orphan Kaigaku: Senior sister is that awesome?

Zenitsu, who was abandoned: Is my senior sister really that cruel?

Sanemi, whose mother was tied up: Wow, he's a repeat offender.

Yayoi, who was eating a peach and had no idea about this, thought: Who? Me? Kidnapping the mentally challenged mother? I did that?

Seeing that Kuwashima Jigoro looked like he was about to reminisce about the past.

Zenitsu stopped eating the cake and stared longingly at his master, wanting to hear the story properly.

"Here, eat it while it's hot, your senior brother will feed you."

How could Kaigaku let this opportunity pass by? He fed Zenitsu spoonful by spoonful, and the cake visibly dwindled.

Yes, what's missing is what Kaigaku's plate has.

You can't find a man yourself, so isn't this cheap, stupid junior brother a perfect example?

Zenitsu listened intently to the story, his eyes welling up with tears.

She wanted to praise Kaigaku as a good senior, but a spoonful of cake was stuffed into her mouth before she could speak.

Sanemi was also curious about what kind of childhood experiences could make Yayoi so...unrestrained and carefree.

And he has such a strong possessiveness towards his mother.

Yayoi herself has a bad memory and has done too many bastard things to remember them all. It's a good opportunity to relive her glorious history and great achievements from the old man's mouth. For once, Yayoi didn't interrupt Kuwashima Jigoro.

Through the recollections of Kuwashima Jigoro, Sanemi and the others glimpsed a small part of Yayoi's childhood.

(Apply a patch:)

The chocolate-flavored cake is good and delicious. The nickname "dog poop peach cake" is also influenced by the subjective feelings of Yayoi, Kaigaku, and Kuwashima Jigoro.

The old man is getting old and his ability to accept new things is a bit slow. He's also quite old-fashioned.

Yayoi simply dislikes chocolate, whether it's sweet or bitter. In Yayoi's view, it's still the same old saying: "It's sweeter than a peach, stickier than a peach, looks like poop, and costs money."

There are two main reasons why Kaigaku dislikes chocolate:

One is that Kaigaku's first bite of chocolate was fed to him by Yayoi. That's right, it was dark chocolate. The bitterness almost made Kaigaku meet his grandmother. From then on, the cat Kaigaku developed a phobia of such dark things.

Another reason is... Kaigaku suffered a lot when he was young, so he instinctively resists trendy but bitter foods. He doesn't like anything bitter, not just chocolate.

Of the four, Zenitsu was the only one who could be considered half a city dweller, and he cried himself to death.

A group of country bumpkins who've never seen the world before!

Chapter 86 The Making of a Demon Orb

When Yayoi was first brought back to Momoyama, she was as thin as a kitten less than a month old. Kuwashima Jigoro never thought he could raise her.

Kuwashima Jigoro didn't have any breast milk himself, so he fed Yayoi rice water until she was a baby.

This is probably why Yayoi was often sick as a child.

Fortunately, Yayoi's enlightenment came a little late, otherwise she would have gone to the government to accuse the old man of abusing her child.

Kuwashima Jigoro always felt guilty towards Yayoi because of this. He often felt that he hadn't given Yayoi enough.

He dedicated most of his life to the Demon Slayer Corps. If he hadn't broken his leg and could no longer continue on the front line, Kuwashima Jigoro wouldn't have retired at such a young age of fifty.

After learning from his old friend Urokodaki, Kuwashima Jigoro thought he had mastered the skills of raising girls, and he gave Yayoi whatever she wanted.

If you want to eat well, buy it!

If you want to wear something pretty, buy it!

Want to try something new and exciting? Buy it!

After achieving material abundance, Yayoi also began to pursue spiritual abundance.

For example... starting to think about the meaning of life.

"Why does everyone else have a mother, but I don't?"

Yayoi sat on the windowsill, propped her chin up, and looked at the moon hanging in the sky. She sighed deeply, just like the old man in the village below the mountain.

Kuwashima Jigoro, who was making a short wooden sword for his obedient apprentice, didn't even look up and just went through the motions:

"Do you still remember that night five years ago..."

"Yes, yes, you were passing by a river, you took a fancy to a stone, and brought it home. Suddenly the stone exploded, and I popped out."

"You don't remember this?" Kuwashima Jigoro blew away the wood shavings and held up the short wooden sword to look at the oil lamp.

Yes, that's great. It's perfect for children's early education.

"Old man, I'm not stupid. Your childish talk won't fool me anymore. I'm a grown-up now." Yayoi pouted, not believing her master's endless lies.

"Oh, you've grown up. Then try out the wooden sword your master made for you. Starting tomorrow, your master will teach you swordsmanship."

"..." Yayoi didn't know what swordsmanship was, but just by hearing the name, she knew it wasn't anything good.

You can't eat, but you still have to study. It sounds like a tough job.

With a look of resistance, she moved back a little, with most of her body hanging outside the window.

"I don't want it. You can give this to whoever you want, but I don't want it."

"Master, I'm still young." Little Yayoi gestured with her short arms and legs, trying to awaken her master's conscience.

“Didn’t you just say…” Kuwashima Jigoro looked at Yayoi, who had given up her “mature adult” identity to avoid being lazy, and teased her on purpose.

“You know, Master, kids just like to talk nonsense.” Yayoi shrugged, braced herself against the windowsill, and leaped down, landing on the ground with a thud.

"Alright, alright, it's getting late. I still need to grow taller, so I need to go to bed early."

As she walked toward the bedroom, Yayoi yawned exaggeratedly the whole way, as if afraid that her master wouldn't notice that she was really sleepy.

Kuwashima Jigoro watched as Yayoi, a tiny, wobbly little bundle, walked toward the bedroom, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Before we knew it, the baby had grown so big! With that head of white fur and that adorable face, everyone who saw it would praise how handsome the little one was.

Kuwashima Jigoro didn't force Yayoi to agree to practice swordsmanship anymore. After all, the child was still young, and it wouldn't matter if it was a few days later.

This excessive pampering resulted in the short wooden sword hanging on the wall for two years. By the time Kuwashima Jigoro belatedly realized his mistake and began to regret it, Yayoi had already become a demon pill in its early stages.

"Old man, I'm going down the mountain for a bit."

"Do you really have to come down the mountain? Aren't there enough things on the mountain for you to eat?" Kuwashima Jigoro's face turned pale and then red.

After Yayoi went down the mountain without looking back, Kuwashima Jigoro resignedly went back to his house to take stock of his assets and speculate on how many villagers would come to claim compensation that afternoon.

Ever since she grew taller, able to punch the big black dog at the village entrance and kick the village bully's big white goose, Yayoi's daily pleasure has been to go down the mountain to the village with her little brother, that idiot Inoue Jiro, and cause trouble everywhere.

Today, I'll teach Inoue Jiro how to climb onto people's roofs and remove their tiles, rewarding this old bachelor with a free upgrade to a starry sky roof. Tomorrow, I'll instigate Inoue Jiro to urinate in people's wells, tricking the fool into thinking he's doing a good deed, since boy's urine is highly nutritious and will help the gruff old lady recover. The day after tomorrow, I'll lead Inoue Jiro to the field to steal watermelons, and if they're discovered, I'll tell Inoue Jiro to stay put while I go buy him something delicious.

Inoue Jiro actually listened to Yayoi and stayed in the field eating watermelon, which was caught red-handed by the farmer.

After less than a year of playing with Inoue Jiro, Mrs. Inoue had almost lost all the money she had saved for her foolish son to get a wife.

Eventually, the villagers realized that Yayoi, this brat, named Inoue Jiro because she wanted to find someone who couldn't explain things clearly to take the blame for her.

Seeing her husband die young, Mrs. Inoue, who was raising her son alone, was about to sell her blood to pay off the debt. The villagers stopped making things difficult for the mother and son and went up the mountain in a group to find Kuwashima Jigoro and demand an explanation.

Poor Kuwajima Jigoro, before he even left his house, was surrounded by a group of people. He had to pay compensation to one family after another. Only after the group of people came down the mountain in a grand procession did Yayoi, who was hiding in the peach tree, slide down and swagger home.

"Old man, I'm back."

"You finally decided to come back! Look what you've done!"

Oh, so this is what you call a good thing.

Yayoi was initially a little guilty, but with her master's repeated approval, she completely began to let loose and do one "good deed" every day.

Once the fool lost his purpose, Yayoi stopped playing with him.

But Inoue Jiro just loved following Yayoi around. Among the group of children, Yayoi was the only one who didn't treat him like a fool, and of course, she didn't treat him like a human being either.

In Inoue Jiro's view, Yayoi, who could treat himself like any other child and not as a human being, was a good person.

Mrs. Inoue is happy when someone can play with her son, but if that person is Yayoi, Mrs. Inoue feels a bit like having a heart attack.

My son is stubborn. He gets angry if I don't let him go see Yayoi. When he gets really angry, he refuses to eat in protest.

Desperate, Mrs. Inoue tried to bribe Yayoi with children's snacks every time she saw her, hoping to solve the problem at its root.

"Good boy, take Jiro to play by the river or to play in the mountains."

"Is it okay if we stay away from the village and farmland?"

Narcissistic like Yayoi.

This woman slipping me things means she likes me; she wants to be my mother.

Indeed, with Yayoi-sama being so popular, isn't it only natural that several young women would be eager to become her mother?

Hmm... As the invincible Queen Yayoi, not just anyone can become my mother. Queen Yayoi still needs to test her.

After this ordeal, the one-sided friendship between Inoue Jiro and Yayoi completely capsized.

Yayoi went from being Inoue Jiro's idol to becoming his number one enemy.

Chapter 87 It wasn't about liking each other at first sight, it was just a case of loving the house because of its contents.

"And then, and then what?"

Yayoi listened intently and pressed Kuwashima Jigoro for answers.

Sanemi, who was standing next to Yayoi, was also listening intently. She thought that Yayoi's personality was already eccentric enough, but she didn't expect that Yayoi was even worse when she was a child.

Most of the children I've met are very well-behaved, like Genya and Sumi, who never cause any trouble for their families.

Someone like Yayoi is truly unheard of and unseen.

If Mr. Kuwashima hadn't been the former Shojiro, and even if he retired due to injury, he would still have a substantial pension. He would probably be selling his blood to raise money now, just like Mrs. Inoue.

Sanemi secretly glanced at Yayoi, automatically comparing her appearance to that of Yayoi when she was a child.

Yayoi has also toned it down a lot; at least she hasn't taken that guy named Inoue Jiro to pee in the Demon Slayer Corps' well anymore.

After feeding the cake from his plate to the trash can, Kaigaku was too lazy to do anything else. He propped himself up with his hands behind his back, tilted his head, and listened to Kuwajima Jigoro recount his senior's embarrassing history.