"Alright, let's go. First we'll head to the mission location. Mr. Uzui, you lead the way."
Aoyama Ren didn't know the route, so he let Tengen Uzui walk in front.
After walking a short distance, he turned around and waved at the three behind him.
"Come on. You three are coming too."
Tanjiro didn't object. Without thinking much about it, he simply followed along.
Zenitsu wanted to refuse, but when he met Aoyama 's gaze, his legs instantly went weak.
…Better follow.
"At least I still have the strength to fight, even though I just got back!"
Inosuke declared proudly.
Seeing all three of them follow, Aoyama nodded slightly.
They absolutely had to come.
Otherwise, how could he help Uzui gather enough people?
"Senior Brother Aoyama … stop smiling like that. When you smile like that, I get chills down my spine."
Tanjiro's sixth sense was warning him.
This mission didn't seem simple.
Besides fighting, he felt like he might end up sacrificing something else.
Aoyama patted Tanjiro's shoulder reassuringly.
They left the Butterfly Mansion and continued walking.
After a while, Zenitsu began to lose his courage.
"Hey! Old man! Where exactly are we going for this mission?!"
Walking ahead, Uzui stopped and revealed a sly smile as he glanced back.
"That place is…"
He deliberately paused.
Zenitsu swallowed nervously.
A mission assigned to a Hashira definitely wouldn't be simple.
"S-So where is it?! Hurry up and say it!"
His voice trembled.
If Uzui said something terrifying, Zenitsu was prepared to run immediately—even if Aoyama beat him half to death afterward.
Uzui slowly continued,
"A place filled with lust and pleasure… the most magnificent place in all of Japan!"
Tanjiro and Inosuke, who had little experience with such things, looked completely confused.
They had no idea what Uzui was talking about.
But Zenitsu seemed to understand.
His trembling legs stopped shaking.
Instead, excitement and anticipation filled his heart.
Seeing Zenitsu's reaction, Aoyama chuckled.
"Mr. Uzui, just tell them already."
Uzui burst out laughing.
"Hehehe! It's the Entertainment District, where demons lurk!"
"WAAAH!!!"
Zenitsu jumped up in excitement.
Just as he had guessed—
The Entertainment District!
Heaven on earth!
Just moments ago, he had been thinking about how to escape.
Now he couldn't wait to get there.
Aoyama pressed down on the overly excited Zenitsu.
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Let him enjoy the moment for now.
Uzui turned around and leaned forward slightly.
Covering his mouth with one hand like he was revealing a huge secret, he whispered dramatically.
"Listen carefully!"
"I am the God of Festivals, the deity who governs all things flamboyant!"
Aoyama 's mouth twitched slightly.
He had expected something like this.
But hearing it out loud still felt… different.
Zenitsu's excitement instantly vanished.
This guy was an idiot.
More like the God of Idiots.
Tanjiro, however, looked full of admiration.
He felt honored to be in the presence of such a divine being.
Not wanting to be outdone, Inosuke stepped forward proudly.
"What a coincidence! I am the King of the Mountains!"
Uzui stared at him blankly.
"What are you even talking about? Ugh… you're disgusting."
Aoyama decided to just endure this absurd situation and move on.
He walked ahead.
Seeing Aoyama leave, Zenitsu hurried after him.
The remaining three stood behind, each with their own reaction—
Admiration.
Pride.
Disgust.
"Senior Brother Aoyama ! Wait for me! I'm coming with you!"
Zenitsu shouted as he ran to catch up.
"These three are completely insane."
Two of them dared to say anything.
And the last one—Tanjiro—actually believed them.
What a group of talents.
Before heading to the Entertainment District, the group stopped at a Wisteria House along the way.
Since Aoyama had promised Uzui three female members, he had to deliver.
Inside the house, Aoyama dragged the three of them into a room and asked the attendants to bring women's clothing.
The three stared at the colorful dresses in front of them.
"This…"
Tanjiro suddenly remembered Aoyama 's earlier smile.
Of course.
There was no way anything good would come from it.
RIP!
Inosuke immediately tore the dress in front of him in half.
"What kind of joke is this?!"
"I'm a man! I'm not wearing women's clothes!"
Zenitsu, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly felt a deep sense of admiration.
Inosuke actually dared to oppose Aoyama so boldly.
Quietly, Zenitsu gave him a mental thumbs-up.
Respect.
Aoyama simply smiled faintly.
He had expected resistance.
In an instant—
He appeared in front of Inosuke.
One strike sent him flying.
Then Aoyama leaped up and smashed him down with his elbow midair.
Outside the room, Uzui heard the commotion and stood up to check.
But the attendants guarding the door stopped him.
"Please wait."
Inside, Aoyama called out,
"Mr. Uzui, wait outside! I'll deliver the female members to you soon!"
Uzui could only sit back down and wait.
On the floor inside the room, Inosuke lay sprawled out, barely lifting his head.
Aoyama calmly placed another set of women's clothing in front of him.
Then his gaze shifted to Zenitsu and Tanjiro.
"Any objections?"
"I'm very democratic."
"If you have opinions, feel free to speak."
Tanjiro muttered quietly,
"Even if we say something, you won't listen anyway…"
But he still picked up the clothes and began putting them on.
Seeing Tanjiro give in, Zenitsu sighed in defeat and followed.
While beating up Inosuke earlier, Aoyama had deliberately avoided hitting his face.
After all—
Inosuke's face was delicate enough to pass as a girl's.
After the transformation—
Among the three:
Inosuke looked the most convincing.
Zenitsu came second.
Tanjiro ranked dead last.
When the door finally opened, Uzui turned to look.
PFFFT!
A mouthful of tea sprayed out of his mouth.
"T-This is…?"
He was too shocked to finish his sentence.
Aoyama smiled and nodded.
"That's right."
"They used to be men."
"But now they're different."
"They're capable female members who can defend themselves."
Seeing the three of them hanging their heads miserably, Aoyama shot them a cold glare.
Immediately, they straightened up.
Heads high.
Chests out.
Trying their best to pose like elegant girls.
Even striking awkward feminine poses.
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