Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

Hearing this, Yayoi, who had originally planned to ignore Sanemi, perked up and laboriously raised her hand to grab Sanemi's haori, correcting him:

"I am God, thank you, please don't demote me."

"Good~"

Sanemi's eyes were full of indulgence; whatever Yayoi said, that was the truth.

From then on, the only god I worshipped was Yayoi Kuwashima.

She arrived at the Wisteria House at almost the same time as Shinobu Kocho, who was carrying Kanae.

This is where the advantage of having a doctor in the rescue team became apparent. There was no need to wait for the people from the Wisteria House to contact the town's doctor; Shinobu Kocho herself used the medicine from the Wisteria House to give Yayoi and Kanae some basic treatment.

The Wisteria House had no anesthetic prepared, so when Shinobu treated Yayoi's external injuries, Yayoi gasped repeatedly in pain, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Save your energy, there's more pain to come later." After putting the blood-soaked cotton ball back on the tray, Shinobu Kocho picked up the scissors to treat Yayoi's wound, which was covered by her clothes.

"Lord Shinazugawa, shouldn't you excuse yourself?"

"No need, he knows what he can see and what he can't see."

Yayoi tried to pull her hand away to pat Sanemi's hand, but it was held too tightly and she couldn't pull it away at all.

"alright."

Shinobu Kocho didn't say anything more. She took scissors and cut open Yayoi's uniform. The white shirt under the uniform was completely soaked with blood, and the hideous wounds beneath the fabric could be vaguely seen.

Sanemi's hands were trembling. He held Yayoi's hands with both of his, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the back of Yayoi's hands, unable to look at her anymore.

"Does it hurt?"

Would you believe me if I said it doesn't hurt?

"Do not believe."

"Then why did you ask?"

"It breaks my heart to see this."

"That's enough, you two."

Shinobu Kocho couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted the two's "flirting".

Fortunately, most of Yayoi's injuries were external, and after the wounds were treated, there were no further complications. At most, her body temperature would rise a little at night.

However, Kanae, who had fainted, had not woken up.

Injured internal organs and residual toxins in the body require time to heal.

Butterfly, suppressing her anger, cursed Doma, "That damned Upper Moon Two! How dare he beat my sister like this! Once we develop an antidote to counteract this poison, I'm going to chop his head off with my own hands!"

Yayoi, who had been kicked and caused internal damage to Kanae, didn't dare to utter a sound. She silently looked away, and the thought of her head being chopped off by Shinobu Kocho's One-Day Blade made her shudder.

"What's wrong, Yayoi?" Sanemi noticed Yayoi's little movement immediately and asked with concern.

No, don't show your concern at a time like this!

Yayoi roared inwardly, but her face remained impassive as she lied without batting an eye:

"I... am a little cold."

“It’s normal to feel cold. It’s a miracle you survived with such a huge blood loss,” Shinobu Kocho said, tidying up the tray without looking up as she offered a reasonable explanation for Yayoi’s statement.

Sanemi wanted to cover Yayoi with a blanket, but as soon as the blanket touched Yayoi, Yayoi hissed in pain, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"pain……"

"Then what should I do?" Sanemi asked, somewhat at a loss.

"First, find a light piece of clothing to cover her up. When she feels hungry later, give her a little bit of warm water."

"Remember, do not feed too much at once."

"And now?" Sanemi diligently remembered what Shinobu Kocho had told him.

Now that this little girl is a doctor, we have to listen to her.

"Don't feed them anything now. If they are really thirsty, just put some water on their lips with a cotton swab."

Shinobu Kocho, carrying a pile of collected trash, was about to take it outside when she stopped at the door, worried that Sanemi would spoil Yayoi, and reminded him:

"Remember, don't let her eat anything now, she'll die if she does."

"okay."

Chapter 101 Multiple Choice Question: Of course, choose the mother if you have one!

As instructed by Shinobu Kocho, Sanemi took off his haori and covered Yayoi with it, then brought over a bowl of water and used a cotton swab to apply a little water to Yayoi's lips.

Yayoi stared intently at Sanemi and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Honey, could you wipe the blood off my face before giving me water?"

"Not only were there only a few drops of water in my mouth, but it also tasted like rust."

"Ah... I'm sorry."

Sanemi hurriedly threw the cotton swabs into the trash can and placed the bowl on the table.

Wet a towel with warm water and gently wipe away the bloodstains from Yayoi's face.

Three minutes later, Sanemi was still wiping.

"Damn it...aren't you going to finish cleaning?"

If it weren't for Shinobu's splint securing her arm, Yayoi would have slapped Sanemi's hand and rewarded him with a steamed bun.

"I can't wipe it off..."

"What can't be wiped off? Paint?" Yayoi rolled her eyes, unconvinced.

Sanemi was tongue-tied and didn't know how to explain to Yayoi, so he went to the person in charge of the Wisteria House and asked for a mirror.

Looking in the mirror, Yayoi admired her stunningly beautiful face again and again.

Hmm~ It still looks so good.

After admiring herself for a while, Yayoi noticed two red spots on her left temple and right jaw, extending down to her neck.

"What's this?"

"I don't know," Sanemi answered honestly.

"Could it be that there are still residual toxins in his body that haven't been neutralized?"

Yayoi's guess made Sanemi immediately get up and drag Shinobu Kocho, who was in the next room with Kanae Eto, over.

"What are you two doing now?" Shinobu Kocho, her legs unable to reach the ground, kicked Sanemi's shin in anger. "Put me down!"

"Shinobu, look what happened to me? How did I get disfigured?" Yayoi anxiously urged Shinobu to come and take a look.

"Could it be that the poison from that insidious Upper Moon Two is what can disfigure people?"

"No wonder he kept talking about pretty desserts. I never expected him to be such a wicked guy who would ruin people's appearances."

Domo, who was far away in the Blissful Religion, sneezed.

"My Lord, the weather has turned cooler recently, so please be careful to avoid catching a cold."

The maid who took care of Doma mustered up her courage and spoke a few more words to him.

"Ah~ thank you so much, you're so thoughtful~"

Doma sat on a soft cushion, propping his head up with one hand and beckoning to the maid with the other.

"Come closer, I want to see what you look like."

"it is good……"

The young maid approached Doma shyly.

I thought I could achieve great things overnight.

In reality, it was a meteoric rise.

Later, the maid never appeared before the Blissful Cult members again.

Suppressing the urge to pinch Yayoi's incessantly chattering mouth, Shinobu Kocho gave Yayoi a quick look.

"It looks more like a bruise caused by a ruptured blood vessel; it should disappear in a while."

Yayoi, who had been on tenterhooks, breathed a long sigh of relief. "Then I can rest assured."

He said he was relieved, but inwardly he was starting to have doubts:

I don't think I looked that grotesque, so how come there were ruptured subcutaneous blood vessels on my forehead?

Perhaps beautiful women are just more sensitive.

Shameless Yayoi thought to herself.

After confirming several times that Yayoi was alright, Shinobu Kocho returned to Kanae's room with peace of mind, and locked the door to prevent that brute named Shinazugawa from silently coming over and dragging her by the collar to Yayoi again.

With Shinobu Kocho gone, only Sanemi and Yayoi remained in the room.

"Then...would you like some more water?"

Seeing that Sanemi was about to go get a cotton swab again, Yayoi felt helpless for a while.

"Forget it, with your skills, I could lick my lips twice and get more water than you can give me."

"But the butterfly said..."

"I know, I know, I can't drink too much water now, I'll die."

Sanemi quickly covered Yayoi's mouth, looking panicked, "Ptooey, ptooey, what do you mean by dead or alive? Don't say things like that."

Yayoi couldn't help but roll her eyes and left a tooth mark on Sanemi's palm. "Go to hell with your feudal old-fashioned ways. How can you be so superstitious at such a young age?"

Sanemi withdrew his hand without saying a word.

She sat quietly in the chair next to Yayoi's bed.

"Do I look a little ugly like this?"

Yayoi turned her head to look out the window, asking the question casually as if she didn't care.