Demon Slayer: My breathing technique went awry after Nezuko pushed me down.

Two more arrows appeared effortlessly from his head and feet, one on the left and one on the right.

Yushiro(；OдO)

This awful feeling, this awful position, this awful sense of familiarity...

Here we go again!

Before Yushiro could retaliate, the next second...

Crimson Arrow - Spin!

"Ya~~! Mie~~! Die~~!!!"

Hearing the commotion, Miss Tamayo hurriedly came up from the basement.

I immediately spotted Yushiro pressed against the ceiling, with the CS fan in the background.

She sighed helplessly, "Kawaba-kun, stop bullying Yushiro. You two will be living together for a while, so you should get along well."

Shirakawa Yu, who had been grinning mischievously, immediately put on a harmless smile. "Okay, Ms. Tamayo, I'll do as you say."

Yushiro who was put down—

▄█?█●“Ugh!!!”

Two minutes later, after listening to Yushiro's tearful accusation, Tamayo gently shook her head.

"Yushiro, Mr. Kawabata is a guest. He can stay wherever he likes. Would you mind moving in for a few days?"

Upon hearing this, Yushiro was taken aback for a moment, "But..."

"Be good~"

"......yes!"

Yushiro turned around with a look of grief and indignation and rushed to his room to pack his things.

That figure looked so forlorn, as if abandoned by the whole world.

(ˉ▽￣～) Tch~~ Incompetent bodyguard~

Tamayo felt a little guilty looking at Yushiro's retreating figure, but when she turned around and saw Shirakawa Yu's smug smile, she couldn't help but laugh.

“Tanji-kun is right.” She shook her head. “You just like bullying others.”

“I didn’t bully him at all~” Shirakawa Yu leaned closer and naturally took the flask from Tamayo’s hand.

"I'm trying to foster a better relationship between my roommates. See, after our interaction just now, aren't we more familiar with each other now?"

Tamayo was amused by his shamelessness and gently patted his arm, "Nonsense."

She turned to go back to the lab, but Shirakawa Yu followed her.

"Let me help you tidy up," he volunteered. "I have nothing else to do anyway."

"Don't you need to rest?" Tamayo asked. "I'm tired from moving just now."

"Not tired at all~" Shirakawa Yu waved his hand, "How could I be tired when I'm with Tamayo-san?"

Tamayo's cheeks flushed slightly. She didn't reply, but quickened her pace.

In the laboratory, most of the equipment has already been set up.

Tamayo is an organized person; every flask, test tube, and instrument has a fixed place.

At first, Shirakawa Yu was able to honestly help, but he quickly revealed his true colors.

"Ms. Tamayo, where should I put this?"

"The third shelf on the left, second shelf."

"what about this?"

"The lab bench on the right, keep it away from the alcohol lamp."

"Then this—"

"Kawaba-kun." Tamayo finally couldn't help but turn around and look at him helplessly.

"Could you please stop sticking so close to me and asking me questions? I'm about to bump into you when I turn around."

At this moment, Bai Chuanyu was almost right behind her, holding a test tube rack in his hand, looking completely innocent. "But I don't know where to put it."

As he spoke, his warm breath brushed against Tamayo's ear.

The scent, a blend of alluring rare blood and warm pink hues, made Tamayo's cheeks burn uncontrollably.

She quickly took a step back to create some distance, saying, "Just, just put it on that table over there, I'll tidy it up myself later."

"Oh." Bai Chuanyu obediently put down the test tube rack, but the next second, he came closer again.

"Miss Tamayo, your face is so red. Is it too hot? Should we open the window?"

"No, no need!" Tamayo turned her face away, trying to focus on arranging the flasks, but her hands trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Bai Chuanyu looked at her reddened ear tips and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.

He continued to "help".

However, the way they helped was becoming increasingly 'unusual'.

Tamayo reached for a reagent bottle on the top shelf, and Shirakawa Yu "coincidentally" reached for one as well, their hands almost touching.

Tamayo bent down to tidy up the lower cabinet, and Shirakawa Yu "just happened" to bend down to pick something up as well, their ears brushing lightly together.

Tamayo turned to get the alcohol lamp, and Shirakawa Yu "just happened" to turn around as well, the two almost bumping into each other.

With each contact, he deliberately intensified the pink scent of Color Breathing.

That warm, reassuring, yet subtly provocative aura enveloped Tamayo completely.

The small room was almost entirely filtered with pink.

Tamayo's face grew increasingly red, and her breathing became more and more erratic.

Finally, after her nth "accidental" encounter with Shirakawa Yu, who pushed her against the lab table and practically wrapped her arms around her from behind—

She let out a soft moan, her hand loosened, and a test tube slipped from her fingertips.

"Ah!" Tamayo exclaimed.

Bai Chuanyu reacted swiftly, shooting out the Crimson Arrow in an instant, precisely catching the falling test tube and allowing it to float slowly back to the lab table.

The crisis is over, but the situation is... even more awkward.

At this moment, Tamayo was trapped between the experimental table and Shirakawa Hare.

His arms were braced on either side of her body, his chest pressed against her back, and his warm body temperature wafted through her thin clothes.

"Bai, Mr. Bai Chuanyu!"

I've stopped calling him Kawayu-kun and just call him by his full name.

Clearly, Tamayo was genuinely upset this time.

Come to think of it, these tools are Tamayo's weapons against Muzan, and they are an important obsession for her.

With difficulty, Tamayo squeezed past him, her brows furrowed as she faced Shirakawa Yu, her light purple eyes filled with anger.

Please don't—

But she suddenly froze halfway through her sentence.

Before anyone knew it, Shirakawa Yu, who was pressed tightly against her back, had a flower in his mouth.

He was looking at her with an apologetic expression, but also with... an ambiguous look in his eyes.

"You...you are doing this...."

Tamayo was shocked! So shocked that she even forgot she was still angry.

She stared at Shirakawa Yu with almost obsessive eyes—

The flower with slender, blue petals in my mouth.

Chapter 51 If you want to drink, drink my blood.

Blue petals, golden center, brown stem...

"This...this is!!?" Tamayo exclaimed in surprise, "Blue spider lily!?"

Although the flower looks wilted and dry, clearly having been dried for a long time, its unique blue color and the shape of its petals...

Tamayo is very familiar with her.

She had read it countless times in the literature and seen it countless times in her dreams.

That was the dream flower that Wu Can had been searching for for hundreds of years without success, and it was also the most crucial part of her research!

"Want it?"

Shirakawa Yu's voice rang out, deep and gentle, with a hint of a smile.

As he spoke, the flower trembled gently between his lips, its blue hue appearing particularly dreamlike under the laboratory lights and pink atmosphere.

Tamayo opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Her hand rose uncontrollably, trembling as she reached for the flower.

want to......

Of course she wants it!

With this flower, her research, which has been dormant for a century, may finally achieve a breakthrough!

Perhaps we can find a way to turn demons back into humans, or to make them no longer afraid of sunlight, or even... the possibility of killing Muzan.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the petals.

Shirakawa Yu turned his head to the side and dodged it.

Tamayo looked at him blankly, her eyes filled with longing and pleading.

"You can't use your hands to hold it," Shirakawa Yu said softly, a gentle, mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Tamayo."

He no longer called her "Miss Tamayo," but the more affectionate "Tamayo."