Chapter 53's most unacceptable thing is the death of a socialite.
"Kuroshibo, the two brats introduced by Doma, can manage this business from now on. Let them take over in a couple of days."
Kibutsuji Muzan could also see that Iwakatsu was about to explode from staying there; Doma was indeed an uncontrollable factor.
"Yes... Muzan-sama."
Standing behind Muzan Kibutsuji, Iwakatsu replied with a hint of pleasure. Finally, he could leave. Iwakatsu suddenly felt a strong urge to train, or perhaps he should just go find that weed on the grave.
"Hmm, something's strange here. Why did it drop so much?"
Kibutsuji Muzan flipped through the pages; the bills, which Iwakatsu had organized, were clear and easy to read, and the differences were immediately apparent.
"Jiang Chuntao, before... was the top courtesan."
"Hmm, indeed. Well then, let Doma take care of those two brats."
Muzan Kibutsuji didn't care; he mainly kept him around to gather intelligence, the benefits were secondary. Kokushibo nodded in agreement; it didn't matter who was in charge, he simply couldn't stay any longer.
"Alright, I'll talk to Doma later. Keep an eye on things until he arrives."
Kibutsuji Muzan casually tossed the bill onto the table, got up, and walked out, with Iwakatsu following behind.
Yoshiwara was bustling with activity at night. Iwakatsu followed Muzan Kibutsuji, surrounded by beautiful women who jokingly clung to their guests.
Muzan Kibutsuji coldly observed the lavish and decadent scene, the feast overflowing with wine and meat. He couldn't understand it; he, who had always been ill, was only obsessed with living, and everything else had to take a backseat to survival.
Iwakatsu had no interest in this, and followed Muzan Kibutsuji without looking to the side, his eyes slightly lowered as he watched the trouser legs moving on the ground.
Hmm... Where does this scumbag boss want to go?
Iwakatsu followed for a long time until they reached a shop, where a little girl ran out and jumped into Muzan Kibutsuji's arms.
"Father--."
Yan Sheng's eyes widened, his gaze involuntarily shifting upwards to see Muzan Kibutsuji's calm and composed demeanor. He accepted the address and picked up the little girl.
Huh? Huh? You?
Iwakatsu stared at Muzan Kibutsuji in shock, but quickly concealed his emotions. Muzan Kibutsuji did indeed enjoy role-playing; it was understandable, very understandable…
"Sister, did Father come to see you today?"
I don't understand, why have I been demoted?!
Yan Sheng looked at the little girl turning to look at him, her big, watery eyes wide and adorable, and silently nodded.
Okay, whatever.
"Father, where is Mother?"
"She has something to do. Let's go, I'll take you out to have some fun."
"Yay!"
Muzan Kibutsuji held the little girl and asked her a question, while gesturing to Iwakatsu to follow.
The streets outside were bustling with people, and the little girl looked around excitedly, her attention drawn to the lively scene. Meanwhile, Iwakatsu was keeping tabs on Muzan Kibutsuji, trying to figure out if he'd discovered anything recently.
Yan Sheng dared not admit that he had been so busy managing the store that he had forgotten about the information he was supposed to collect, so he could only give a perfunctory answer.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Muzan Kibutsuji turned and ran with the little girl in his arms. Kokushi watched in bewilderment as he disappeared like lightning.
Wait, wait a minute, bro, you... you wouldn't be...
Iwakatsu realized in a second that the only person who could make the scoundrel boss run away like this was Yoriichi Tsugikuni.
Yan Sheng couldn't understand. Was there something wrong with Boss Xie?
He quickly moved to a corner, and a wooden door appeared with a whoosh. Ignoring everything else, Yan Sheng pushed the door open and went straight out.
——
Rengoku Shujuro let the other Demon Slayer Corps members leave first, then pulled Kawakami Akio, who was still unconvinced, and led Tsugikuni Yoriichi into the town.
Yoshiwara was vast, and its long streets were filled with courtesans and drunken men. Yoriichi Tsugikuni actually wanted to hurry over, but seeing the strange expressions on the two men's faces, and not understanding what was going on, he could only silently follow them.
The air became incredibly awkward. Kawakami Akio stopped, frowning; he felt this wouldn't do.
"Xi Shoulang, how about next time? Yan Sheng should have left long ago."
He scratched his head guiltily, not daring to look Yoriichi Tsugikuni in the eye. Rengoku Shujuro also stopped in his tracks. He realized that although Iwakatsu didn't remember anything now, he definitely didn't want Yoriichi to see him like that.
"?What's wrong."
Through the perspective of the telescope, Yoriichi Tsugikuni could see the two people's heartbeats changing due to their guilty conscience. He couldn't help but be alarmed; was something about to happen?
Just as Yoriichi Tsugikuni was about to speak, he sensed a familiar presence, faint and indistinct. He remained silent, looking up towards the direction where the presence had dissipated.
There were too many people on the street, obstructing his view, so he could only patiently try to sense the atmosphere.
"Yoriichi, what's wrong?"
Rengoku Shujuro saw that Yoriichi Tsugikuni had suddenly stopped and was staring blankly in one direction.
"It's Muzan."
"I'm going to fly in that direction," Yoriichi Tsugikuni said firmly. He felt that aura suddenly surge in an instant, and then move further and further away from him.
As expected, it was Kibutsuji Muzan.
Ji Guoyuan's eyes were sharp as he sensed the approaching presence.
He gripped the knife tightly at his waist and drew it in an instant from 500 meters away. In the clear view, he could clearly see the body with five brains.
"Father, why are we running away!"
In a mere meter's distance, the clear, childlike voice made Yoriichi Tsugikuni freeze abruptly. He saw Muzan Kibutsuji holding a young girl in his arms, innocent and naive.
The realization that it was a human startled Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Suddenly, a wooden door appeared beside him, and Iwakatsu abruptly lifted his foot, his wooden clogs stepping on the blade in Yoriichi's hand, the intense heat making him extremely uncomfortable.
What kind of superhuman strength is this? It's completely immobile.
Iwakatsu pressed the blade down in disbelief, then turned to see Yoriichi Tsugikuni frozen in place, his face stiff. Iwakatsu was completely baffled by this.
What's going on? Didn't you know I was protecting that scumbag boss? What's with that expression?
Under his questioning gaze, Yoriichi's ears gradually turned red. He glanced down, and his brain went blank.
Ahhhhhhh, I forgot! Ahhhhhhh!
Yan Sheng stared at his foot, which was partially exposed due to the large movement of his leg, as he stomped hard on the knife in the other person's hand, the powerful airflow blowing the hem of his light purple kimono skirt.
At the very least, a person shouldn't die a social death!
Yan Sheng screamed inwardly, his expression gradually stiffening as the familiar stomach cramps stimulated his nerves.
"Kuroshibo".
Kibutsuji Muzan's voice broke the awkward silence; for the first time, Iwakatsu found the scumbag's voice so pleasant to hear.
He turned his head and saw an open wooden door behind Muzan Kibutsuji. He violently threw the little girl in his arms towards them.
Iwakatsu was stunned by Muzan Kibutsuji's shamelessness. He grabbed the little girl by the collar and threw her into Yoriichi Tsugikuni's arms before leaping through the wooden door.
"Snap—".
Kibutsuji Muzan slammed the door shut with lightning speed. Iwakatsu swore he had never seen his opponent so fast, directly surpassing the speed of sound.
Muzan Kibutsuji let out a long sigh. He could feel his body trembling. He looked at Iwakatsu, who was standing there in a daze, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Kuroshibo, let's stay in Infinity Castle from now on. We don't need to worry about Yoshiwara for now."
Who cares about that?! Why, why?! I want to die! Why is Yoriichi Tsugikuni there?!
Yan Sheng felt that he had never been more humiliated than he had in both his previous lives combined. His body trembled slightly with shame and indignation, and he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
—On the other side—
When Rengoku Shujuro and Kawakami Akio caught up with Tsugikuni Yoriichi, they saw him standing there holding a crying little girl, with a knife in his hand and a stunned expression.
"Yoriichi, what's wrong?"
Rengoku Shujuro anxiously stepped forward to inquire, finding the other party's behavior extremely strange.
"Purgatory, my elder brother..."
The unfinished words made the two of them understand in an instant, and their expressions showed a hint of unspoken farewell.
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