Sensing the unmistakably human aura emanating from Nezuko, Iguro Obanai's strange heterochromatic eyes contracted slightly.
They actually managed to create it... a medicine that turns a Demon back into a human.
Although he heard it couldn't be mass-produced, the mere fact that such a medicine had been developed was astonishing enough.
Undoubtedly, they had been helped by something they had always loathed.
Helped... by a Demon.
To be honest, Iguro Obanai's feelings toward the group at that moment were complex.
Fortunately, he was not someone who easily showed emotion.
"What's going on?" Iguro Obanai stepped past the others expressionlessly, looking at the boxes by the dojo entrance. "What are those?"
Inosuke's boar nose twitched slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "The smell of blood."
Kanzaki Aoi retorted, "Are you a dog?"
Everyone waved their Hands: "No, he looks like a boar, no matter how you look at it."
Seems like no difference.
"It's medicine made from my blood to heal external injuries. Please distribute it to the members." Mizuki patiently explained again.
"If there is any surplus or shortage, please count it."
Is that the blood that instantly saved that Uzui guy from a near-death state?
Judging by this, every member gets a portion.
This amount... even a Demon would suffer a massive loss of Origin Qi.
"Yuko-san is really kind. I'm sure Mr. Iguro will grow fond of her too."
Iguro Obanai's expression froze slightly, and Mitsuri's smiling face and voice involuntarily appeared in his mind.
Those were the words Mitsuri had said when he felt she was getting too close to that woman and told her to be careful.
He really seemed to have misjudged these people... whether it was this woman or that Demon Doctor... Although she was a Demon, she was completely different from Kibutsuji Muzan... A flicker of guilt crossed Iguro Obanai's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
"I understand." He simply agreed.
Surprisingly, nothing else happened, perhaps because their relationship wasn't particularly good to begin with.
Mizuki didn't dwell on it; she nodded slightly and prepared to call the others to leave.
Seeing that Mizuki intended to leave, Kochou Shinobu quickly said, "Oh, right, Zenitsu should stay here, shouldn't he?"
"You don't need to come with us. Go ahead and start special training with Mr. Iguro now."
"Eh?" Zenitsu Agatsuma widened his eyes and angrily said, "What is this?"
"Am I being used and discarded?"
"What else?" Kochou Shinobu tilted her head with a calm expression.
Zenitsu Agatsuma instantly turned to stone, his face alternating between green and red, looking like he wanted to argue but lacked the confidence.
Iguro Obanai glanced indifferently at Zenitsu, thinking, "Another one who has activated the Demon Slayer Mark?"
He replied aloud, "Fine."
After all, he was very interested in the Demon Slayer Mark.
"One more thing." Kochou Shinobu smiled and walked up to Iguro, a hint of indescribable cunning in her purple eyes. "That idiot wasn't exactly well-behaved at Mitsuri's residence."
"You wouldn't be trying to use my Hand to teach him a lesson, would you?" Iguro Obanai frowned, not easily fooled by her rhetoric.
"Kochou, do you think I'm that easily taken in—"
Kochou Shinobu didn't speak; she simply turned her back to the group and pointed behind her with her index finger.
Iguro Obanai looked in the direction of her finger.
"Little Nezuko~ My heart truly aches at the thought of us separating~"
Iguro Obanai's gaze instantly turned cold, like a venomous snake hidden in a sinister corner.
"I heard this guy could have left much earlier, but he lingered at Mitsuri's place for several days." Kochou Shinobu wore a confident smile. "You can verify this with others, like the Boar Boy who passed a few days before him."
Iguro Obanai raised his eyes expressionlessly and simply said, "You succeeded."
"I will make sure that brat leaves in a state unrecognizable as human."
Kochou Shinobu smiled even more brightly. "Oh my, Mr. Iguro is truly terrible~"
Iguro Obanai said nothing more.
Kochou Shinobu turned around with a smile and walked toward the dojo entrance.
Mizuki asked curiously, "What were you two just talking about?"
Kochou Shinobu's eyes held a smile. After glancing at Zenitsu, she shook her head and said, "I'll explain the details to Mizuki later."
Zenitsu Agatsuma finally seemed to sense a deep malice and looked around, feeling a chill down his spine.
But in an instant, he turned back, grabbed Nezuko's Hand, and put on a lecherous expression.
Seeing this scene, the dark aura around Iguro Obanai grew thicker.
Mitsuri... Mitsuri is so naive... perhaps... this brat is dead meat.
"Well then, Mr. Iguro, remember that." Kochou Shinobu smiled brightly and waved goodbye to Iguro Obanai.
Iguro Obanai watched her expressionlessly, showing no intention of responding.
Although it was his own willingness, it was undeniable that Kochou, that girl, had achieved her goal.
Annoying.
Mizuki counted the boxes. "Not much left. I hope it's enough."
Kochou Shinobu explained, "It's fine. The only ones left are Mr. Shinazugawa and Mr. Himejima. Currently, not many Swordsmen should have arrived at their locations."
Mizuki sighed in relief. "That's good."
Otherwise, she would have had to bleed again.
Just as the group picked up the boxes and prepared to leave, Iguro Obanai, who had been standing silently in the dojo watching them, suddenly spoke.
"Wait..." He subconsciously stepped half a pace forward.
"Is something the matter, Mr. Iguro?" Kochou Shinobu was the first to turn around and ask.
If it was about that idiot Zenitsu, she could still add fuel to the fire.
Iguro Obanai's gaze was not on her, but fixed on Mizuki's back.
Until she also turned her head back curiously.
"...Regarding what happened before, I want to apologize to you."
Huh?
Who?
This thought simultaneously arose in the minds of everyone present.
Watching their confused expressions, Iguro Obanai struggled to pry open his jaw, speaking with apparent difficulty, as if expending all his strength: "Mizuki... Young Miss..."
Everyone was stunned.
He must be talking about how he and Mr. Shinazugawa targeted Mizuki and Nezuko before, right?
Tanjirou and Kochou Shinobu recalled the events of the Hashira Meeting.
Mr. Iguro and Mr. Shinazugawa's attitudes were quite hostile, to say the least.
Immediately after, they simultaneously remembered:
Mr. Iguro... actually apologized?
This dark figure, who was so venomous he barely spoke to his friends, actually took the initiative to apologize to someone else?
He seemed like the type who wouldn't apologize even if he was in the wrong.
Mizuki was also slightly distracted, feeling a little surprised.
This kid actually apologized to her?
It must be because of these medicines. Speaking of which, that idiot Uzui had a pretty strong reaction too.
A warmth rose in Mizuki's heart; she felt like she hadn't shed her blood for nothing.
Saving a group of people who knew how to repay kindness was much more satisfying than saving a bunch of ingrates.
Even though Mizuki knew they were good people, it was just their nature.
But straightforward compliments were always better than roundabout ones.
Thinking this, Mizuki's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. "I say..."
At that moment, she could see Iguro Obanai's expressionless face, yet his entire body was taut with tension.
Huh?
He's surprisingly cute, isn't he?
Mizuki couldn't help but feel playful. She tilted her head and asked doubtfully, "You wouldn't be worried about getting beaten up by me in the upcoming training battle, so you're expressing goodwill beforehand, hoping I'll go easy on you, would you?"
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