Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Everyone in the room heard it. Surely my senior sister couldn't just kill me off alone?

The year her master took her back to the mountain, her senior sister was already of age to participate in the selection. As for Yayoi's childhood, Kaigaku didn't know much more than Sanemi.

Zenitsu listened to his master's story with his chin resting on his hand, but after waiting for a long time without getting the next bite of cake, he poked Kaigaku while Kuwajima Jigoro took a sip of water to rest.

"What?" Kaigaku glared at Zenitsu with annoyance.

"Nothing..." Zenitsu timidly withdrew his hand, picked up the fork himself, and fed himself.

I realized something was wrong after only a couple of bites.

Huh? How come there's still every single piece of cake on my plate?

Zenitsu's eyes immediately welled up with tears as his gaze fell on the empty plate in front of Kaigaku.

Although my senior often calls me an idiot, he really cares about me and shares all the good food with me.

When Kaigaku saw Zenitsu's tearful, sticky eyes, he frowned, feeling as if he had swallowed a dozen flies, and his stomach churned.

"Get away from me, you idiot, don't look at me with those disgusting eyes."

"Spare the rod and spoil the child" is a proverb meaning that being scolded is a sign of affection. My senior sister is so close to me, and my senior brother loves me so much. I am truly the happiest child!

Zenitsu automatically transforms Kaigaku's daily scoldings into content he wants to hear.

Waaah... My senior brother is so good to me, so I should be good to him too.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Zenitsu immediately gave most of the cake on his plate to Kaigaku.

After working hard for most of the day, the plate that had finally been emptied was now filled with another lump of food, and Kaigaku felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.

Well, all that work for nothing!

The scene of brotherly affection and respect played out almost every day, and Kuwashima Jigoro didn't notice the little episode here, only concerned with his passionate exchange with Yayoi.

"And then what? Don't you have any idea how stupid you've been?!" Kuwajima Jigoro clutched his chest in anger, his mustache trembling.

Yayoi wasn't intentionally trying to anger Kuwajima Jigoro; she genuinely didn't hold onto the things that happened when she was a child.

Yayoi never liked to look back or think about the future. She was too busy enjoying the present moment to have time to reminisce about the past.

"I don't know where you got the laxatives, you bastard. You poured the whole packet down Inoue Jiro's throat. While the kid was running to the toilet, you drugged his mother and tied her up."

"Poor Inoue Jiro, he went to the toilet and when he turned around, his mother was gone."

Huh? Is that true?

Yayoi tried hard to recall, attempting to find evidence to prove that the old man in front of her was spreading rumors about her.

Despite putting in tremendous effort, it only served to confirm his wrongdoing.

It seems... I really did do that.

Sanemi looked at Yayoi, who was guiltily touching her nose, with a complicated expression. For the first time, he began to wonder if Yayoi's sweet talk was also a way to win over his mother.

"Alright, we've eaten what we needed to eat and met who we needed to meet. Our mission is complete."

"Happy birthday, old man. I won't stay here and upset you any further."

Yayoi had heard enough. She stood up, propped herself up on her knees, and patted Sanemi, who was still doubting. "Let's go, little white-haired girl."

"Ah... okay."

Sanemi obediently stood up and took the initiative to bid farewell to Kuwashima Jigoro, saying, "Thank you for your hospitality, Lord Kuwashima."

Look at this polite and well-behaved child, how did Yayoi manage to mess with him?

Kuwashima Jigoro felt another pang of heartache.

"Okay, good boy, come visit Taoshan often when you have time."

“If Yayoi bullies you, just tell me and I’ll teach her a lesson,” Kuwashima Jigoro instructed Sanemi, fearing that one day Yayoi would get tired of playing with Sanemi and Sanemi would become the next Inoue Jiro.

"Old man, can't you say something nice about me?" Miya, who was halfway there, turned around angrily and glared at Sanemi.

What kind of spell did this guy cast on the old man? How could he make the old man give him such a big favor on their first meeting?

"Do you think I'd bully someone this big?"

He said he wouldn't bully Shinazugawa, but his gaze toward Sanemi was full of threat.

If you don't get over here right now, you'll be sorry!

"Thank you, Lord Kuwajima. Yayoi did not mistreat me as you said."

"I like her very much and I am willing to accept everything about her."

After Sanemi's heartfelt explanation, Kuwashima Jigoro was finally able to put his mind at ease.

Only then did his gaze towards Sanemi truly carry a sense of heartfelt satisfaction.

To speak so much about Yayoi's evil deeds in front of Sanemi was simply to lay bare the ugly truth beforehand.

She wanted to make it clear to Sanemi that Yayoi had never suffered any grievances in front of her, and even if she was the partner she chose herself, she absolutely could not let Yayoi suffer any loss while she was still alive.

Although the probability of Yayoi suffering a loss is not high.

But what if, like other girls, Yayoi becomes cautious and timid because of love?

Kuwashima Jigoro, who raised the child with his own hands, did not want Yayoi to become like that. He would rather Yayoi be that troublemaker for the rest of her life, and clean up her messes for the rest of his life before he breathed his last.

It would be best if Sanemi could accommodate Yayoi in this way.

"Alright, alright, stop saying such disgusting things."

Yayoi, somewhat impatient, turned around and opened the wooden cabin door.

Worried that Yayoi might really leave him behind in Momoyama, Sanemi quickened his pace and chased after her.

"Oh, right." Yayoi stopped after walking a short distance and looked at Zenitsu and Kaigaku, who had come out with their master to see off the guests.

"Kaiyue, you're... fifteen this year, right?"

When are we going to participate in the selection?

The inexplicable concern from his senior sister made Kaigaku feel a little uneasy.

"Just this year."

"Oh, I know."

Without any explanation, Yayoi picked up a basket stacked together beside the fence and tossed it to Sanemi. The two then disappeared from the sight of the three masters and disciples.

"Master...why did Senior Sister suddenly ask this?" Kaigaku felt uneasy and looked at Kuwajima Jigoro beside him, trying to find some reassurance.

"Master doesn't know either." Kuwajima Jigoro shook his head, leaning on his cane as he returned to the wooden house. "Perhaps your senior sister has truly grown up and knows how to care about you junior brothers now?"

Bullshit! I'd rather believe that my senior sister just needs a handy servant!

Kaigaku secretly rolled his eyes, unable to stop himself from grumbling to himself.

As fate would have it, just a few months later, Kaigaku had barely left Fujikaze Mountain when Yayoi dragged him to the camp to serve as free labor.

Kaigaku didn't even have a chance to protest before he was branded as the adopted son of the Hearing Pillar that very day.

He was the envy of all the swordsmen of his generation.

Kaigaku said: "Would you like this good fortune?"

Chapter 88 Is it really okay to eat and take things at the same time?

"Seriously... is it really okay to eat and take things like this?"

Sanemi, who was committing evil deeds with Yayoi for the first time, felt a little guilty. Seeing that the basket he was carrying was about to be full, Sanemi tried to persuade Yayoi, who wanted to put two more peaches in.

"Hey, what's the big deal? What's the old man's is mine, isn't it?"

"We've come all this way, it would be a waste to go back empty-handed." Seeing that the basket was full, Yayoi stuffed the peaches in her hand into Miyabi's mouth.

"It's delicious, and you can't buy peaches from Taoshan anywhere else."

He stuffed two more peaches into Sanemi's pocket, and only after making sure Sanemi had nowhere to put them did he walk away contentedly, munching on the peaches in his hand.

What a bumper harvest!

During his trip to Momoyama, Sanemi saw a Yayoi who was different from the one others had seen. To be honest, Sanemi admired Kuwashima Jigoro to some extent.

It takes more than just a lot of money to raise Yayoi to be like this; it also takes an abundance of love, overflowing with love, to allow her to act so recklessly.

I should have known. How could Yayoi, who has such a high sense of worth, possibly fall in love with anyone?

Sanemi silently ate the peach in his hand, barely able to taste it.

What are you thinking about?

Yayoi nudged Sanemi, who was walking beside her, and said, "How can you be so distracted while walking with such a beautiful fiancée like me? Sanemi Shinazugawa, you deserve to die!"

In a good mood, Yayoi was happy to chat and laugh with Sanemi.

"It's nothing." Sanemi's voice was muffled, as if he didn't want to admit his anxiety and insecurity.

Being a demon hunter is a dangerous profession, and Sanemi has always been well aware of this, never knowing whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

Sanemi didn't want to die with this unanswered question in his heart.

"Yayoi, you only want to marry me because of my mother, right?"

"At first, yes," Yayoi admitted, munching on a peach and focusing on the road ahead.

At the beginning...

Sanemi's pupils contracted slightly, and the embers of hope that had died were rekindled.

"And now?" Sanemi himself was unaware of the urgency in his voice.

I desperately want to hear an answer from Yayoi.

As long as Yayoi has even the slightest bit of affection for him, that's enough.

It's better than having to perform a one-man show from beginning to end.

"Now?" Yayoi tilted her head and looked at Sanemi, her smile so dazzling that it made Sanemi feel dizzy.

"Of course it is now."

The dizziness has subsided. After being doused with a bucket of cold water, Sanemi is now more sober than anyone else.