Chapter 169
The successful elimination of Upper Rank Five Gyokutsuchi is definitely a piece of news that can boost the morale of the Demon Slayer Corps. However, on the other hand, for Muzan Kibutsuji, he is unwilling to hear such news.
Because the ranking of the upper-rank demons has changed over the past few hundred years. It is like someone slapped him hard in the face, and it also declares his incompetence and weakness to the other demons under his command.
As the lord of all ghosts, a selfish and self-deprecating person, how could he be willing to accept such a thing?
Although he failed to find the person who created the medicine that could break the limits of ordinary people's bodies, he saw it clearly through this time, didn't he?
The gap between the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps and their own upper-rank demons.
Crisis! Absolutely huge crisis!
He needed the medicines from the Demon Slayer Corps that could break the limits of ordinary people, and then analyze them. Maybe there would be a major discovery that would allow him to overcome the sun... Maybe, he wouldn't have to keep searching for the blue spider lily that he had spent a thousand years to find.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Damn it, damn it!"
In the winding space, Muzan Kibutsuji's handsome face looked extremely ferocious, and his scarlet vertical pupils were so red that it seemed as if blood would drip out at the next moment.
In just a short while, the indiscriminate attack destroyed all the buildings within a circle with a diameter of more than 20 meters centered on him.
"Miraculous Lady, pass on my orders. Have all the lower-rank demons attack the members of the Demon Slayer Corps." After a pause, he added, "Let the upper-rank demons deal with the pillars."
In the space that had almost become a ruin, the sound of piano strings rang out and then disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, the twelve demons in various parts of Japan received this order from Muzan Kibutsuji.
So, with only one or two months left until the New Year, the battle between the Demon Slayer Corps and Muzan Kibutsuji became more intense, which led to the Butterfly House being overwhelmed with wounded soldiers every day and not enough beds.
With no other choice, Butterfly Kanae had to arrange for those patients with minor injuries to be transferred to the Crow House for recuperation, leaving the beds in the Butterfly House free.
"Congratulations on becoming the Love Pillar." In the kitchen of the Crow House, Qingxi placed a plate of small fish dumplings in front of the girl with cherry blossom-colored hair.
"Ah, well, I was just lucky." Faced with the sincere congratulations from others, Mitsurito Kanroji looked a little unsure. "Actually, I think Mr. Ichiro might be more suitable to be a Pillar than me."
According to the rank rule of the Demon Slayer Corps that "kill 50 demons to be promoted to a pillar", Tokitoru Ichiro is only slightly behind his brother, while she has only recently killed a total of fifty demons.
In terms of seniority, even if one of the original nine pillars retired due to injury, he should still take his place...
However, the lord chose her, which she could not understand.
"Since the lord has made such a decision, he must have his own considerations." Qingxi said.
Just seeing the girl’s lack of confidence, she rubbed her head comfortingly and said, “Besides, Sister Mili, you should be more confident.
But between you and Ichiro, the lord chose your love pillar. Since he chose you, the lord must have seen talents in you that you have not discovered yet.
So, be confident, you are good and no one can replace you."
"Am I really as good as you say, Axi?" Mitsuri Kanroji held her face with both hands. While she was in a good mood, that insecurity emerged again.
"Yes, you're fine." Qingxi confirmed. She pointed to the large bowl in front of her and said, "Now, can we have the fish dumplings?"
Encouraged, Mitsuri Kanroji lowered her head and finished one third of the small fish dumplings in the bowl as a token of her gratitude.
Small fish glutinous rice balls are made of natural ingredients and grow in a sea of glutinous rice balls that taste like premium sweet soup. They appear white in appearance, but when you bite them, you will find glutinous rice fish with sweet fillings like red bean paste, fruit, sesame, peanuts, purple sweet potato, etc.
"I heard that Mr. Purgatory is doing well after retiring from his position as a pillar."
There were only two women in the kitchen, so gossip between women was inevitable.
The topic of discussion among them this time is Rengoku Makijuro, who fought against the Upper Four a month ago and was defeated by the Wind Pillar and the Snake Pillar who arrived and joined forces to defeat them.
Getting rid of another upper-rank demon was definitely a thing that deserved applause, but it was a pity that the blood demon art of the upper-rank four, Hantengu, was a bit disgusting, and could split into multiple young and powerful demons. Because of this, it was a one-on-many situation. Although Rengoku Makijuro held on until help arrived with the blessing of gourmet cells, his body was also seriously injured. The most serious of these was his right leg being severed. Although he was later sent to the Butterfly House for treatment in time and his right leg was reattached, everyone understood that a leg that was reattached after being severed could not be as useful as the one before it was severed.
There is nothing wrong with stepping down from the position of pillar.
Kanroji Mitsuri's cheeks flushed. "After Mr. Rengoku's injuries healed except for the one on his right leg, he returned to the Rengoku residence. Mrs. Ruka has been taking good care of him... It seems that Mr. Rengoku is enjoying it."
As someone who joined the Demon Slayer Corps with the goal of finding a boyfriend stronger than herself, Qingxi was no longer surprised by Mitsuri Kanroji's habit of automatically imagining and becoming obsessed with anything love-related.
"As for Mr. Purgatory, he should become a trainer like other people who have retired from the position of ghost hunter," Qingxi said.
These days, no business is easy to do. If you open a shop yourself, you still have to worry about losing money. It is better to stay in the Demon Slayer Corps. Although you have retired from the front line of killing demons and no longer have the benefit of being able to withdraw a large amount of money from the pillars whenever you need it, as long as you are still alive and your loved ones are around, your second half of life is guaranteed.
I think this is a good result for Mr. Purgatory.
After all, if something really happened to him, what would happen to Mrs. Ruhuo?
Besides, if he’s short on money, he could always expand his side hustle a bit, right?
The Rengoku family originally ran a gym, but the male head of the family didn't have time before. Now that he's back, the side business can be run on a big scale, right?
She believed that with the reputation of the Purgatory family, as long as he announced the new skills, people who were interested in swordsmanship would be willing to come and learn.
Mitsuri Kanroji finished off half of the fish dumplings in her bowl and nodded, "Yes. Besides the resting place, Mr. Rengoku has converted his house into a training ground."
Even after being promoted to a Pillar and having her own family, Mitsuri Kanroji would occasionally visit the Rengoku family when she was free, so she had a general idea of the situation there.
When Iguro Obana came over, he saw two girls, one big and one small, gossiping about the former Flame Pillar.
The other party did not hide. Qingxi and Mitsuri Kanroji in the kitchen stopped talking and looked up after hearing the noise.
Qingxi raised his eyebrows and looked back and forth between Kanroji Mitsuri and him.
It wasn't her illusion. This guy, whose tongue became more and more sharp as he grew older, seemed to come here every time when Sister Mitsuri came to her place.
Once or twice is an accident, a coincidence, but three, four, or five times it is not a coincidence but intentional.
So, this guy who is always saying one thing and thinking another and being sarcastic every day has fallen in love with someone.
The girl's blue eyes showed clearly what she wanted to express, and Iguro Obana couldn't pretend not to see it.
However, he didn't have time to argue with this girl right now.
because--
"Mr. Ihei, Ah Xi made fish dumplings today. They are delicious. Would you like to have a bowl too?"
Iguro Obane's eyes swept across Kanroji Mitsuri's bowl. He nodded at Qingxi and said calmly, "Thank you for the trouble."
Qingxi chuckled in his heart.
Even the venomous tongue has been restrained. Sure enough, this is an affair.
Well, I don’t know if the girl is interested in him.
Okay, she has found a topic to talk about with Sister Mili next time.
It's just..., there seemed to be something strange between the two of them that gave her a strange feeling.
Qingxi's eyes scanned the two of them frantically.
The girl was not covering herself at all, so how could the two people being watched not notice?
However, her gaze swept across too quickly, and rather than being ambiguous, she seemed more like she was wondering about something, which caused Iguro Obana to hold back even though she was looking irritated.
Suddenly, the girl made a fist with her right hand and lightly hit her own left palm.
She murmured in a tone of sudden realization: "I know, it's the height!"
Their heights were not close enough to notice anything, but once they got closer and sat close to each other, you would notice that the woman was a little bit taller than the man.
Although it is not very obvious, the woman is a few centimeters taller than the man.
In addition, Iguro Obana has neutral hair that reaches his shoulders. Even though half of his face is wrapped in bandages, people can only see the half of his face that he is willing to show to others. But who can blame him for his handsome appearance? Even if only half of his face is exposed, people feel that the remaining half of his face that is covered is definitely not ugly... So, to sum up, as long as he doesn't say anything, he and Mitsuri walking together would be more like two sisters shopping than a couple on a date.
When Qingxi discovered this, she looked at Iguro Obana with sympathy... She was inexplicably mistaken for the sister of the person she liked, and the thought of it being her made her feel sick.
Iguro Obana, who thought she had figured something out, was stunned, and then her face became even more sour.
He understood and saw what Qingxi wanted to express.
Because of this, he felt his hands were a little itchy.
Everyone says that they have a poisonous tongue, but the one in front of me is even more poisonous.
She always criticizes people in front of the person she is talking about, but what she said is an indisputable fact. I want to refute her but I don't know where to start.
Just when Iguro Obanai was about to make another note for Qingxi in the little notebook in his heart, another girl's voice sounded, interrupting his "pen" which was halfway through.
"Eh? Is it Iguro's height? Tall men tend to give people a sense of security, but if it's Iguro-san, he can still give people a sense of security even without a tall stature."
Faced with the two gazes that were suddenly staring at her closely, Mitsuri Kanroji's cheeks turned red, but she still tried hard to express what she wanted to say.
"Because, Mr. Iguro is amazing... His height might be a small flaw, but, but, Mr. Iguro is so cute."
Iguro Obana: “…”
"Ah, it seems that men don't like being called cute." As if she thought of something, Mitsuri Kanroji looked up and tried hard to use her brain, trying to find a word that better suits the other person's appearance.
"Mr. Iguro's words... are gentle and straightforward..."
As the girl's words became increasingly incoherent, Iguro Obanai raised her hands to cover her face.
I understand what you mean, but if possible, please don't say it.
Seeing someone watching the show next door with a sharp gaze, Iguro Obanai interrupted Kanroji Mitsuri and said, "Kanroji."
Mitsuri Kanroji stopped talking.
Iguro Obanei pointed at her bowl and asked, "Aren't you going to eat the dumplings? They won't taste good if they get cold."
Seeing that the girl's attention was finally diverted, Iguro Obana looked up and stared at Qingxi with his dead fish eyes.
Qingxi, who had already grasped his weakness, was not afraid at all. On the contrary, she grinned with her white teeth and looked sly.
After serving him a bowl of fish dumplings, she "borrowed" the dysprosium ball from his neck.
"Take your time to eat. I'll take Diwan out for a walk."
Watching the girl jumping and dancing away, Iguro Obana pressed the well-shaped mark on his forehead back into place.
Just wait, I can't do anything to her, but can't I do something to Rengoku Kyojuro?
Just like that, the vengeful black-haired boy silently put the blame on another person.
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