Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

"You're awake? Are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and find you something to eat."

Yayoi pressed down on Sanemi's shoulder and pushed him back down from where he was halfway up.

"Don't bother, Shinobu brought me some food earlier, I had a couple of bites, so I'm not very hungry now."

"Also, Sabito and the others told me about the markings."

Sanemi visibly stiffened and didn't dare look at Yayoi.

"You... you already knew."

Sanemi found it difficult to say anything more.

Fate is always so capricious, always liking to play such a joke on you when you are closest to happiness.

It's not funny at all.

From the council chamber to the Butterfly Mansion, Sanemi couldn't accept this situation for the entire afternoon.

“Perfect timing, I also have something to discuss with you.” Yayoi rested her elbows on her knees, propped her head up, and turned to look at Sanemi. Her eyes held Sanemi, and a calmness rarely seen in others.

Sanemi gripped the haori fabric beside her with a hint of panic, looked at Yayoi, and asked, "Wh...what?"

"Aren't you going to turn eighteen in a few months?"

"How about we cancel our engagement?"

"Anyway, I don't have many years left to live, so I won't hold you back."

"That way you won't have to bear the reputation of being a jinx to find a new wife."

Chapter 105 A Gift from God

Sanemi's mind was in chaos at that moment; a certain string in his mind snapped completely. The impact of these words on Sanemi was far greater than hearing Yayoi's lifespan from Kagaya.

Much bigger.

As a result, there was an incessant buzzing in my ears.

The scene before my eyes instantly lost its color, turning into a black and white mess.

I didn’t dare to ask Yayoi if she was joking, for fear of hearing more bad news.

"laugh--"

Seeing Sanemi looking like she was about to break apart, Yayoi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You idiot, you didn't actually think I would say something like that, did you?"

As the buzzing subsided, the world before my eyes gradually regained its color, with Yayoi at its center.

Sanemi blinked his dry eyes, stared intently at Yayoi, and only when he opened his mouth did he realize how hoarse his voice was:

"So...you're not going to break off the engagement with me, right?"

"Refund? What a load of rubbish!"

Yayoi grabbed Sanemi's wide-open collar and pulled him close to her, so close that they could see each other's reflections in each other's eyes.

A look of despair in his eyes, a look of impending abandonment.

A person whose eyes were full of smug satisfaction at having pulled off a prank.

"This is the first time I've put so much effort into something, and you think I'd back out?"

"I'm telling you, Shinazugawa Sanemi!"

"Even if I only live until the day after you turn 18, you still have to go and register our marriage!"

"Even if I die, I will make sure my mother becomes my legal mother!"

The hostility in her words grew stronger with each sentence, and the last sentence almost revealed Yayoi's obsession.

It's hard not to suspect that if Muzan had tried to trip up Yayoi the day before she came of age, Yayoi, now a Special Grade Vengeful Spirit, could have given the Ultimate Being Muzan a run for his money.

Before Sanemi could react, Yayoi narrowed her eyes in annoyance.

What's wrong with this brat?

Has he lost his mind?

"Hey! You little brat..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yayoi was pulled into Sanemi's arms.

"You can do whatever you want, I'll listen to you."

"I will be of marriageable age soon."

"It will be quick, it won't take long."

"Don't leave me..."

Sanemi's voice trembled with tears.

Even a raven can howl like him. What's wrong with this world? These grown men are more sentimental than young girls.

Yayoi rolled her eyes and patted Sanemi on the back. "If you dare to shed tears on my haori, I'll dump you."

Yayoi tried to scare Sanemi with things that Sanemi was afraid of.

The results were surprisingly good.

Just as tears were about to fall, Sanemi turned her head away a split second before they hit Yayoi's haori, burying her face in Yayoi's neck and wiping her tears all over Yayoi's neck.

"day……"

"It didn't fall off on the haori," Sanemi replied in a muffled voice.

"That doesn't stop me from wanting to kill you right now."

Despite uttering harsh words, Yayoi's hands were not bound as they were the first time she was hugged, and she ultimately did not deliver a heavy blow to Sanemi.

Forget it, this kid is already scared to death, let's not let him get really hurt.

After waiting for quite a while, and sensing that Sanemi's emotions had calmed down, Yayoi finally pushed away the head that had been rubbing against her ears.

With a look of disgust, she raised her hand and wiped her wet neck, wiping it all over Sanemi's haori.

"Are you made of water? How can you cry so much?"

Sanemi lowered his head, not daring to look at Yayoi, his hands resting properly on his knees, his face flushed red.

"……no."

"Now you can listen to what I'm saying, right?"

"Mm," Sanemi responded, adding at the end, "I've always been very obedient."

When she should have been charming and understanding, Yayoi deliberately slapped Sanemi on the head and scolded him:

"Don't pull this stunt, it makes it seem like I'm bullying you."

The force was just right, enough to leave you dazed but not brain-damaged.

It instantly brought Sanemi's love-struck mind to its senses.

A moment later, love-struck thinking took over again.

"Does your hand hurt?"

These words made Yayoi laugh.

"It's pretty good. I don't even need to comfort you. You can comfort yourself."

Sanemi remained silent, fiddling with Yayoi's hand and examining it from all angles.

"Alright, I'm not some fragile porcelain doll, there's no need to be so careful."

Yayoi pulled her hand back, saying, "Don't get hung up on this."

"Having freckles might not necessarily be a bad thing."

"But you can only..."

"What will happen if I don't activate this mark?" Yayoi interrupted Sanemi.

Sanemi was speechless on the spot.

"Shouldn't you have prepared my body a week ago?"

"Rather than saying this thing shortened my lifespan, it's more accurate to say it extended it."

"It's been extended..."

Yayoi counted her fingers one by one, and after counting five, she still had one left. She then pried open Sanemi's right little finger and hooked it onto her finger.

"Six years."

Sanemi looked at the two hands clasped together in front of him, and his heart ached more and more.

I can only have this vibrant Yayoi for a maximum of six years.

"receive!"

Yayoi flicked Sanemi's forehead with her free hand, saying, "The great Lord Kuwashima is talking to you, don't think about anything else."

"Ah."

"Come on, let's think about it from a different perspective." Yayoi coaxed Sanemi into starting a role-playing exercise, just like coaxing a child.

"Now, you've met Upper Moon Two, and you're about to die."

"But you haven't started a family yet, you haven't seen your mother turn back into a human, and you haven't successfully defeated that son of a bitch, Muzan."

Are you willing to accept this?

“I’m not reconciled.” Sanemi shook his head.

“Very good!” Yayoi slapped Sanemi’s hand and looked intently at Sanemi. “Now a god has suddenly appeared in front of you as you are on the verge of death.”

"He told you that as long as you recite a spell, you can extend your life by six years without paying any price, and your strength will increase greatly."

"In these six years, you can start a family, you may defeat Muzan with your great strength, and you may even see your mother turn back into a human and see Genya and the others become adults who can stand on their own."

Do you think this counts as a blessing?