"Please change into new clothes."
"Please eat."
"Tanjirou, this old woman is acting strange! She must be a demon!"
"Hey!"
The three of them, dressed in new clothes, sat at the dining table, laden with food. Hashibira Inosuke grabbed handfuls of food and stuffed them into his mouth, completely lacking table manners. Agatsuma Zenitsu looked at him with disgust.
"Use chopsticks, you!"
Inosuke didn't care. He reached over and snatched a tempura shrimp from Tanjirou's bowl, bit into it fiercely, and gave a defiant look, like a mischievous child. He would constantly snatch food from Tanjirou's bowl.
Tanjirou raised his rice bowl and, with a smile, placed it in front of Inosuke. "If you're that hungry, you can have all of this."
Having been thwarted, Inosuke grumpily picked up the bowl, dumped its contents into his mouth, and chewed vigorously, his face covered in food scraps.
"Hey! Be careful! Your rice is flying into my bowl!" Agatsuma Zenitsu accused.
After dinner, the group returned to their room. The futons had already been prepared and laid out on the floor. The old woman knelt on the ground.
"Please sleep."
Inosuke was the first to pounce on the leftmost futon, acting like an old man, propping his head with his hand and looking at Tanjirou. "I'm sleeping here."
"Alright, go ahead!" Tanjirou nodded and turned to ask Zenitsu where he wanted to sleep.
Inosuke gritted his teeth, an inexplicable anger rising within him, and threw a pillow at Zenitsu's face.
"Pfft!" Zenitsu, who had fallen onto the tatami mat, threw the pillow on the floor, bounced up, and pointed at Inosuke. "What are you doing!"
The wooden box in the corner suddenly began to shake. Hearing the commotion, Agatsuma Zenitsu jumped behind Tanjirou and said fearfully, "What's happening? Why is it moving?"
The wooden box opened, revealing the striking golden hair. Yoizumi crawled out of the wooden box, then carefully turned back to let Nezuko, who was still asleep, lean against the side of the box.
After transforming from a small size back to his normal form, Yoizumi walked towards Tanjirou.
"Whoa! That handsome blonde guy!" Agatsuma Zenitsu said, propping his cheek.
"Yoizumi-nii, why did you come out?"
"To treat them." Yoizumi looked at Inosuke and Zenitsu. Since these two already knew about Tanjirou carrying a demon, leaving aside the simple-minded and muscular Inosuke, Yoizumi had already let go of his reservations just from Agatsuma Zenitsu's actions in protecting Nezuko.
Regarding a Demon Slayer Corps member protecting a demon.
Oh right! I was so focused on his appearance that I forgot he's a demon!
Although he had known for a long time that Tanjirou was carrying two demons, he had forgotten because of that deceptive face.
This guy is a genuine demon!
Agatsuma Zenitsu swallowed, cautiously glancing at Yoizumi. Every time he saw that handsome face, he inexplicably got angry!
They had similar hair colors, but his was just a bit nicer, so why was the difference in 'level' so vast! It's not fair! If he's a demon, he should look like a demon!
How can he still look like this after becoming a demon!
Tanjirou looked at Agatsuma Zenitsu, who was suddenly kneeling on the floor, frantically pounding it, feeling bewildered.
What's wrong with Zenitsu?
Yoizumi walked in front of Zenitsu, his tall body blocking the light from above. Agatsuma Zenitsu stopped moving, not daring to lift his head, just staring fixedly at the tatami mat on the floor.
This tatami mat is just too tatami mat-like!
Sensing the other person reaching out to him, Agatsuma Zenitsu trembled, cold sweat pouring down. "Eek!!! What do I do, what do I do, what do I do!"
Long fingers gently touched the top of that orange-yellow hair, activating Blood Demon Art: Rotation. A glow flowed from his fingertips, merging into Agatsuma Zenitsu's body.
The yellow eyes widened in surprise, then slowly looked up, meeting those indifferent yet clear sapphire eyes. What was that? So warm, a sense of peace.
He felt the pain in his body lessen.
Ah... how could Tanjirou's gentle brother be a bad guy?
Withdrawing his hand, Yoizumi extended his hand to the other side, where Inosuke was staring at him in astonishment. Seeing that Inosuke intended to dodge, Yoizumi quickly pressed on his shoulder and activated his ability before the other could react.
Inosuke's angry face suddenly relaxed. What was this feeling? A floating sensation. Inosuke calmed down, looking lost in thought.
After the treatment was mostly complete, Yoizumi stood up.
"I've only healed the severe internal injuries. As for the external wounds, they'll heal naturally with rest during this period."
After speaking, Yoizumi shrunk and returned to the wooden box. Immediately after, a knock came at the door, and the old woman arrived with a doctor.
The doctor successively listened to each of them, then nodded. Their injuries were not severe; they would likely recover in about a week with rest.
After the doctor left, the three of them lay in their futons. The noisiest, Inosuke, was already asleep. Agatsuma Zenitsu tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Looking at the wooden box in the corner, he sat up.
"Hey, Tanjirou."
"Hmm?" Tanjirou opened his eyes.
"As a Demon Slayer Corps member, why do you carry demons?"
Tanjirou also sat up, looking softly at the wooden box. "Because they are important family."
"Eh? Are they all Tanjirou's family?"
"Yes! They are my brother and sister."
"But don't worry, none of them have eaten humans."
"Oh! If they do eat humans, Tanjirou, you'll have to commit seppuku to atone!"
"Of course." Tanjirou nodded firmly. "But I won't let them eat humans! I will definitely find a way to turn them back into humans!" He would even sacrifice his life for it.
The wooden box door opened again. Agatsuma Zenitsu, who was close to the box, was still incredibly scared. Even knowing they wouldn't harm him, the fear of demons was ingrained in his bones.
"Yoizumi-nii!"
"Go to sleep quickly, don't mind me. I just came out for some fresh air." Yoizumi returned to his original body and stood by the window. Soft moonlight streamed through the glass onto him, cloaking him in an invisible film.
Agatsuma Zenitsu's ears were very sensitive; he could often tell what someone was thinking just by the subtle sounds of their body. But... he couldn't detect what this demon named Yoizumi was thinking at all.
Stable breathing, steady heartbeat—everything about him conveyed tranquility.
For some reason, Agatsuma Zenitsu just felt that it shouldn't be like this.
While he was still thinking, a small hand reached out from the wooden box again, scaring him so much that he scrambled far back, his back pressing against the wardrobe door.
Nezuko slowly crawled out from inside, her body gradually transforming into that of a young girl. Her pink eyes looked around curiously. Faced with such an exquisite and cute face, Agatsuma Zenitsu's eyes widened.
His face was covered in a suspicious blush, steam subtly rising from his head, and his hands covered his cheeks.
"Nezuko! You're awake." Tanjirou said.
"Nezuko? Call her Nezuko-chan~" Agatsuma Zenitsu, looking like a pervert, leaned towards Nezuko with a silly grin.
Nezuko looked at him confusedly and moved away. Agatsuma Zenitsu still followed closely. The two chased each other around the small room. Tanjirou got up and blocked Nezuko.
"Zenitsu! What are you doing?"
"Hehehe~ Tan-ji-rou~ Let's get along well~"
"Zenitsu!"
Now it was three people chasing each other.
Yoizumi quietly watched this scene, his eyes holding an unreadable emotion.
It was a bit noisy, but... he didn't dislike it.
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