There was no hint of mockery visible in that face or expression, but the cool tone of voice combined with the chilling words successfully plunged the atmosphere into an icy abyss.
Iguro Obanai's brain instantly crashed, buzzing loudly.
Immediately following was an inexpressible, extreme sense of humiliation welling up in his heart.
His gauze-wrapped cheek twitched violently several times, and the fury in his eyes surged up uncontrollably.
Iguro Obanai emitted a dark aura, causing the swordsmen tied to the wooden stakes to tremble uncontrollably.
Please, go outside to fight!
Iguro Obanai was shaking uncontrollably with rage.
This woman!!!!
He shouldn't have thought this woman was good in the slightest!!!!
Damn her!!!
Mitsuri must have been deceived by this woman!
Kill her! He must kill this woman!!!
Suddenly, a medicine vial flew toward him, and Iguro Obanai subconsciously caught it.
Immediately after, Mizuki's voice rang out: "I almost forgot to mention, as long as it's an external injury, no matter how old it is, my blood can perfectly erase it."
"It won't even leave a single scar."
Iguro Obanai suddenly looked up, but only saw the retreating backs of the group.
Is this woman... that so-called Transparent World?
The anger in Iguro Obanai's heart suddenly dissipated, and he subconsciously touched his cheek... Iguro Obanai lowered his eyelids, looking at the medicine vial in his hand, his expression becoming complicated.
That's not right... This isn't a scar... This is the sin he bears... Iguro Obanai silently put away the medicine vial. Although he couldn't use it yet, regardless, he could feel Mizuki's goodwill.
She truly is... exactly the same as a human.
Isn't there absolutely no difference... No, it should be said that among humans, her character is also excellent, probably just slightly below Mitsuri's.
If only her personality wasn't so vile... "Little Nezuko~"
A long, mournful cry drew Iguro Obanai's thoughts back.
Looking up, Zenitsu Agatsuma was staring in the direction the group had departed, reaching out with a desperate expression, as if trying to hold them back.
Ah, this guy is still here.
The malice emanating from behind him made Zenitsu shiver, and he stiffly turned his head.
Iguro Obanai looked down at him with cold eyes: "Have you decided how you want to die?"
"Eh?"
"Ehhh~!!!"
...Tanjirou patted his chest, saying with lingering fear: "That scared me to death. Mr. Iguro looked like he was about to explode."
"Isn't that the truth?" Kochou Shinobu chuckled inwardly.
At least she had never seen Iguro's face turn so dark.
After finally expressing goodwill, he was led around by the nose by Mizuki.
Mizuki shrugged indifferently: "Well, if he really gets angry, Tanjirou, just use your sincere rhetoric to move him."
Tanjirou looked embarrassed: "If I did that, I think he might want to chop me up first."
How could he have any sincere rhetoric? He almost failed to convince even Mr. Giyu, let alone Mr. Iguro.
If he were to pester Mr. Iguro the way he pestered Mr. Giyu, he felt he would die.
Mizuki gave him a thumbs up: "You'll win, Tanjirou."
Tanjirou's mouth twitched, "No, I'm not confident..."
Kanzaki Aoi, holding a box, inquired seriously: "The next stop is Lord Shinazugawa, right?"
Kochou Shinobu nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's my elder sister and Mr. Shinazugawa's training session."
The statement was shocking.
Everyone opened their eyes wide.
"Could it be..."
The look of people ready for gossip.
Kochou Shinobu looked at everyone with an embarrassed sweatdrop: "It's just that the Butterfly Mansion isn't very suitable for training members, so my elder sister is sharing a venue with Mr. Shinazugawa."
Everyone: "Stare."
After a moment of silence, Kochou Shinobu decisively surrendered: "Fine, the idea was actually mine, but my elder sister agreed to it too."
Mizuki nodded silently: "Indeed, Shinazugawa doesn't look like the type to take the initiative."
Kochou Shinobu gave her a profound look. She felt Mizuki was doubting her and her sister.
Tanjirou was beaming: "Then what did Mr. Shinazugawa say?"
This child has changed; he has also adopted the ugly appearance of a gossiper.
Mizuki thought this, and her ears perked up a little more.
She wasn't curious, she just... alright, she was curious.
Hurry up!
Kochou Shinobu looked embarrassed: "How would I know? I haven't seen Mr. Shinazugawa."
Sigh.
The disappointed expressions of the group reflected in Kochou Shinobu's eyes.
Seriously... She couldn't help but rub her forehead. Why was even Mizuki acting like this?
Kochou Shinobu's gaze subconsciously fell upon Nezuko, who hadn't reacted. Thankfully, this child still... Nezuko's cute, innocent expression visibly changed, her eyes slightly brightening as she excitedly asked: "Are Miss Kanae and Mr. Shinazugawa dating?"
Kochou Shinobu: "..."
She was even more direct than everyone else!
Kochou Shinobu wiped her face and sighed: "Probably not yet."
"Neither of them is the type to take the initiative."
Kanzaki Aoi's interest was piqued: "We must make them understand each other's feelings!"
Nezuko joined the discussion: "I think they probably both know, but they just can't say it out loud."
"At this point, the man must speak first." Tanjirou clenched his fist against his chest, full of enthusiasm, "Let's help Mr. Shinazugawa speak up!"
Kochou Shinobu had a headache. Seriously, why did things turn out like this?
Weren't they here for training?
But... why was she feeling inexplicably excited inside?
"Yosh! Let's pick up the pace!"
As soon as this was mentioned, everyone became incredibly excited, and their pace quickened considerably.
Sure enough, gossip is human nature... "There are so many houses here. Where is Mr. Shinazugawa's Dao Hall?" The group walked down the street.
"It's this way..." Just as Kochou Shinobu pointed out a direction, she heard a series of mournful cries coming from afar.
"Ahhh!!!"
The horrific screams grew closer.
Kanzaki Aoi looked terrified: "What? A demon attack?!"
Mizuki said speechlessly: "It's daytime right now."
No, no, you are in no position to say that!
Everyone muttered a complaint internally and finally saw the owner of the screams.
A swordsman wearing a Demon Slayer Corps uniform was running over from a distance, tears and snot mixed together, looking exactly as if he were being chased by a demon.
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