Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"Oh."

Sanemi didn't say anything more, kicked a pebble, and continued walking silently down the mountain.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling down? Are you having a bad day?"

Yayoi mischievously pinched Sanemi's cheek, teasing her innocent fiancé.

"No," Sanemi stubbornly replied.

Yayoi let go of her hand and stopped walking. Sanemi didn't react and continued walking forward.

"Catch me."

"Ok?"

Before Sanemi could turn around, he felt a weight on his back, as if a human-shaped pendant was hanging on his back.

With a stumble and a basket still in his hand, Sanemi nearly tumbled down the mountain path.

Be careful! What if you fall?

"So, that's why I chose you." Yayoi showed no intention of admitting her mistake, leaning on Sanemi's back and saying with a smile.

"Ok?"

"My husband is the same way. Every time I get into trouble, he worries about whether I'm hurt."

"So, it's hard not to like Sanemi like that~"

Yayoi wrapped her arms around Sanemi's neck in a snuggling manner and rubbed her cheek against Sanemi's, watching as Sanemi's face instantly turned bright red.

It's more satisfying to tease a little boy like that.

"You...you like it?"

“Yeah,” Yayoi reached out and poked Sanemi’s cheek. “At first, I was thinking that either you or Genya would be fine, as long as they were Mom’s children, either one would do.”

Sanemi was speechless. "...How old is Genya? Do you have to be so heartless?"

"Don't interrupt!" Yayoi patted Sanemi on the head and continued.

"Later, I discovered something about you that particularly attracted me."

"What?" Sanemi asked.

Although I don't think I'll hear anything nice from Yayoi, well... what if she does?

What if she's actually going to say something she likes about me?

Lady Luck smiled upon Sanemi, and Yayoi actually uttered that one in a million.

“You treat your family, friends and other people in a completely different way.”

"You are very accommodating, tolerant, and patient with your family."

"I know you have a bad temper."

"So they're already spreading rumors?" Sanemi thought helplessly.

I don't think I've ever lost my temper in front of this ancestor, so why am I considered to have a bad temper?

Thinking this, Sanemi asked the question aloud.

“Many times I saw you, but you didn’t notice me,” Yayoi explained.

"Also... quite a few members of the Demon Slayer Corps have complained about you in private, saying that our Wind Pillar has a really bad temper and gets angry at the drop of a hat."

"I don't think that person could be Kuang Jin, could he?"

Sanemi's face turned slightly red, and he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"Relax~ It's perfect, I have a terrible temper too, we're a perfect match, okay?"

"That's why you..."

“No,” Yayoi interrupted Sanemi, “How could any idiot like someone just because they have a bad temper?”

"...You speak so harshly."

"The main reason is that you can completely control your bad temper in front of me."

Yayoi rested her chin on Sanemi's shoulder and closed her eyes with considerable comfort.

"Like the old man, he was a very old-fashioned and feudal fellow who always talked about dignity, honor, and responsibility."

"But he would make an exception for me, allowing me to be free from worldly constraints and become the kind of well-behaved and sensible girl in other people's eyes. I could be reckless and not have to take care of anyone's feelings."

“Even in this era where getting married late is considered a sin, my husband has thought that I could stay by his side without getting married.”

“Yes, Mr. Kuwashima really gave you all his love.” Sanemi responded as he listened to Yayoi’s story.

"No, I guess they only gave me 90%. The remaining 10% was split between Zenitsu and Kaigaku," Yayoi said jokingly.

"And what you asked before, why did you have to choose your mother?"

"When did I ask that?" Sanemi was a little confused.

Yayoi gently tugged at Sanemi's ear, helping him recall.

"Two or three years ago? That's when you took me home."

"Oh." Sanemi still didn't remember, but she still responded in accordance with Yayoi's words.

"That time I encountered Upper Moon One, and I almost died."

Sanemi remembered Yayoi covered in blood, hanging by a thread, and his brows furrowed, his hand resting on Yayoi's knees tightening slightly.

"Yes, I remember that."

“During the time I was in a coma, I kept having the same dream I had as a child. At the age when I longed for my mother the most, I kept dreaming of a woman whose face I couldn’t see, gently taking care of me.”

"When I woke up, I saw your mother. It was a very warm feeling. From then on, the people in my dreams had faces."

"That's why I have such a possessive and obsessive feeling towards your mother."

"She should be my mother."

"I see." Sanemi chuckled softly.

It just feels a bit absurd. How could someone develop such strong feelings for another person because of a dream?

But if that person is Yayoi, Sanemi doesn't find it strange at all.

Sanemi felt fortunate that he had listened to his mother that night and brought Yayoi home.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when we get there."

Yayoi said without any politeness.

"it is good."

"By the way, walk faster when you pass by the foot of the mountain."

"why?"

"That idiot Inoue Jiro really hits hard when he hits people."

"Heh," Sanemi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Alright, I'll walk faster then."

Chapter 89 Fine, I can't control you, I'll go get outside help!

"Why go through all that trouble? It's not a life-threatening injury."

Despite being forcibly taken to the Butterfly Mansion by Kuang Jin, Sanemi continued to argue his case.

I really don't want to come to a place like this, okay? The smell of disinfectant is everywhere. The time it takes to come here is enough to patrol the entire area again.

"Do you think this is just a minor injury?" Kuang Jin's words carried a hint of anger.

God knows how terrified he was when he saw Sanemi covered in blood last night.

This guy never knows how to take care of his body.

Sanemi, who was easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force, immediately turned hostile towards Kuang Jin, shoving away Kuang Jin's hand that was on his shoulder and yelling at him irritably:

"How can it not be a minor injury? Not even a broken bone."

"Fine, say whatever you want." Kuang Jin shoved Sanemi and pushed her into the Butterfly House's clinic.

"I can't control you, but someone else will."

The sudden silence was the worst thing; Sanemi, who was in a fit of rage, immediately went quiet, with a strange sense of foreboding.

"Kuang Jin, don't tell me you went to tell Yayoi on this."

"you guess."

"Kuang Jin, you're really annoying!!"

Within three seconds, the second-in-command of the Butterfly Mansion appeared at the door of the clinic, banging on the door loudly to express his dissatisfaction.

"Hey! This is the Butterfly House. No matter who you are, you can't shout and disturb the other patients' rest!"

"Tsk."

Sanemi wanted to retort, but a little girl appeared at the door, and Sanemi swallowed the curse words that were about to come out.

She turned away impatiently, her back to Shinobu Kocho.

"Okay, I understand."

This scene plays out almost every now and then. Shinobu Kocho doesn't tolerate Sanemi's behavior. She smirks at the back of Sanemi's head and rolls her eyes almost imperceptibly.

There's no point in talking to this brute, Shinobu thought to herself, silently criticizing Sanemi, before turning to look at Kuang Jin:

"My sister has gone on a mission. I, or any other doctor, can treat Lord Shinazugawa's wounds. Lord Kagaya, what would you like to do?"

"No need to make arrangements, someone will come and deal with him in a bit." To Shimi, Kuang Jin's smile looked like that of a petty person who had achieved his goal.

It's annoying to look at.

"whispering sound."

“Yayoi is coming again.” Shinobu Kocho guessed almost instantly who Kurokin was referring to as “someone.”

Fine, the wicked will be punished by the wicked.