Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 104 - [Part [-]] Fallen Princess (Two in One)

……

Yoshihara Flower Street.

on the street.

It is daytime.

Yoshiwara Flower Street, which is more brilliant at night, has many pedestrians walking on the road at the moment.

In front of a teahouse.

Several drunk men were gathering together, talking exaggeratedly and horribly.

"Hey, have you heard anything lately at night?"

"Ah? Why, you made the oiran of Kyogokuya stare at you?"

His companion raised his glass and teased: "Did you pee your pants? Hahaha!"

"Tsk, no!" The man shook his head with a serious expression. He lowered his voice and carefully looked around before he dared to share with his companions:

"...In the past few months, people have often heard extremely strange roars in the middle of the night."

His eyes flustered:
"Just last night."

"I heard it too."

……

Kyogoku House.

The sunlight blurred through the paper window and fell on the corridor on the second floor, and the white dust was clearly visible in the light beam.

Stepping, stepping... The sound of running and stepping on the wooden floor came from far to near.

The girl with the tied hair held the headband in her mouth and re-tied her ponytail as she trotted.

Her eyes were terrified, her expression was flustered, she was a little flustered, and cold sweat could not stop breaking out from her forehead.

Not good, not good!

The room was a mess and it hadn't been tidied up!
If the Fern Princess Oiran saw it...

Thinking of this, the young girl felt a chill in her heart, and she couldn't help trotting faster.

That oiran...

It is well-known throughout Yoshiwara Flower Street.

——Because of her fairy-like beauty.

But only the dannas of the Kyogoku House, and their personal attendants of the oiran, know.

Fern Ji Oiran, what a vile existence.

Beside her, if she was not careful, she would be brutally beaten, abused, and even disappeared the next day, and sometimes forced others to die just because it was not pleasing to the eye.

Sisters who were terrified but had nowhere to run had committed suicide several times!
That scary oiran with a vicious temper was already a nightmare in her heart.

No.

——It should be the nightmare of everyone in Kyogokuya.

Sudden.

tread.

As soon as the girl ran to the corner of the corridor, she faintly heard the voice of a conversation coming from the room on one side.

Hearing the familiar voice engraved in the room, the girl's face turned pale.

Fern Princess Oiran...has arrived...

……

inside the house.

The light-transmitting windows were blocked by various luxurious screen stickers, and the room was extremely dark, not even a ray of sunlight could penetrate.

Only the candles placed on the table danced slightly, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark room.

"...the lady boss."

The woman wearing heavy and gorgeous oiran clothes was slightly tilting her head, her tone was cold, and her indifferent eyes swept over the person in front of her:

"Is there any news about what I was looking for a few days ago?"

"Hmm..." The person known as "the proprietress" held her breath, and looked up at the oiran in front of her anxiously, her face was a little ugly:

"Everything is here."

The proprietress hastily spread out the long strips of cloth she held in her arms, and showed the neatly arranged blue flowers to Fern Ji, her voice trembling slightly:
"I asked the florist to buy all the blue flowers I could find."

"They are all newly picked flowers. If you take good care of them, they won't wither within a few days or a week."

After saying that, she carefully raised her eyebrows, observing the expression of Fern Ji:
"I stopped what the guest wanted."

She added:

"...If it's not enough, I'll continue to look for it..."

The proprietress is named "Sanjin".

It has been several years since she took over the burden of Kyogokuya from the previous proprietress.

Over the past few years, she has become increasingly aware of something wrong with Fern Ji.

Not just eccentric personalities.

Thinking of the scene I saw a few days ago, the proprietress couldn't help sweating nervously from her forehead.

The hideous tentacles waving in the night sky, and the eardrum-piercing scream were deeply engraved in her mind.

In just one month, she actually ran into this scene three times in a row!

She has so much virtue and ability.

I asked the previous bosses, and they all told themselves to turn a blind eye and pretend they didn't see it.

grunt.

Mitsu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Fern Princess Oiran - definitely not human.

Just as the proprietress lowered her head timidly, waiting for the oiran's answer.

before.

"All..."

Fern Ji glanced at the row of flowers in front of her, the coldness on her face gradually relaxed, and her tone gradually became more relaxed:
"Then I will trouble you a lot, lady boss."

She turned her face slightly, as if she was in a better mood, with a rare smile on her face.

His eyes raised from bottom to top, but the words he said were extremely cold:
"You can go out now."

heard.

"Ah, good, good."

The proprietress froze for a moment, then quickly nodded, turned around in a bewilderment, and opened the door leading to the dull staircase.

creak-

left the room.

Obviously she is the proprietress of Kyogoku House, but with Fern Ji, her identities seem to have been switched.

click.

After turning her back and closing several doors to ensure that no sunlight would leak into the innermost room, the proprietress was relieved.

Doorway.

"Old... boss lady..."

The young girl stood in a panic at the door, her eyes anxiously looked at the proprietress who had just walked out of the room, and her two little hands unconsciously moved together:
"I...I..." She was so anxious that she was about to cry: "The room is not yet..."

His eyes flickered towards the door of the room, and his feet stepped on the ground unconsciously.

"nothing."

The proprietress sighed, stepped forward lightly, hugged the girl in her arms, patted her back slightly, and comforted her softly:

"I've already cleaned it, Fern Princess Oiran won't be angry."

shoot, shoot.

"Relax."

The girl who was hugged paused slightly, tears welled up from her eyes, and sobbed softly in the arms of the proprietress.

"Uh-huh!"

……

……

inside the house.

Not paying attention to the movement of the proprietress and the girl, Fern Ji focused on the flowers in front of her.

No, it should be called Fallen Princess.

Fern Ji is just a disguised name. In the two hundred years since Edo, she has changed her name several times.

Once every ten years, she will change her name, appearance, and position.

What remains the same - she has always been Yoshihara's oiran.

And is the most popular one.

pat.

Luo Ji casually picked up a blue flower, and twirled her slender fingers slightly to observe:

"... What does the blue Bana flower look like?"

The warm light illuminates her gradually changing side eyes. In the green eyes, the black font is different from the past.

[winding]
[three]

Although I don't know what happened, since the last winding meeting.

Her class in winding up, all the way up.

Although each advancement will be accompanied by the fear of trembling in every cell, it is all worth it.

The blood concentration of Mr. Wu Mi in the body is also rising continuously——

--but.

There was a trace of doubt in Luo Ji's expression.

During this period of time, she didn't even eat a pillar, thinking about it.

In the end, all this can only be attributed to the special favor of Mr. Wu Mi for him.

Just when Luo Ji looked at the flowers that the proprietress had found one by one.

Sudden.

She frowned, turned her head left and right and looked around, feeling a faint malice.

After searching to no avail.

Luo Ji withdrew her eyes suspiciously.

She thought back to the past few days.

One of the current leaders, Tong Mo, suddenly came to visit her residence.

Although Huajie is a place where there are many women, Tong Mo would come here occasionally, but he didn't dare to do it too frequently.

Winding and winding are often together, and they will be punished without mercy.

……

some days ago.

night.

Tong Mo fanned the golden copper fan lightly, the fan blades reflected the light of the candle and looked very sharp.

"...Mr. Tong Mo." Luo Ji looked at Tong Mo who came to visit suddenly with some doubts, she blinked her eyes as if she didn't understand Tong Mo's words:

"What did you say?"

For this Tong Mo who turned herself into a ghost and recommended as Shangxian, Luo Ji still has a good impression.

Snapped!
The copper fan that was opening was snapped away by Tong Mo, revealing the lower half of his face where the veins were slowly fading.

Tong Mo looked at Luo Ji with a half-smile, the corner of his mouth was dripping with bright red blood, and after sticking out his tongue to lick it clean, he spoke frivolously:

"Did you forget what Master Wuyou mentioned in the winding meeting last time?"

His tone changed slightly:
"The blue other shore flower."

……

The lights flickered slightly.

rustle…

The silk belt behind Luo Ji moved, sweeping away Tong Mo's leftover limbs, engulfing them in the huge "granary" underground in Huajie.

"In a few days."

"Master Wu Mi will personally control your body and mine to check the search situation of the blue Bana flower."

Tong Mo smiled, his eyes were bent, looking very gentle, he stretched out his long fingers:
"Be prepared, Fallen Princess."

When he said preparation, he was referring to the blue Bana flower.

heard.

Luo Ji blinked her eyes in disbelief, she opened her mouth slightly, with an expectant look on her face, and leaned forward slightly:
"... Really, really!"

My lord...you want to control my body...

Under the light, Luo Ji's face turned red clearly, and her eye sockets trembled slightly.

Luo Ji has unparalleled admiration for Wu Mi, the ghost king.

After thinking wildly in her mind for a while, Luo Ji's expression became serious, she sat upright and nodded:

"I will prepare well!"

Opening his eyes, a pair of green eyes were full of longing and anticipation.

Although there was doubt in her heart "why didn't Master Wu Mi come in person", but Luo Ji didn't say it out.

Don't come in person, directly control - wouldn't it be better!

Luo Ji pursed her lips slightly, her cheeks flushed.

She is not stupid.

Seeing this, Tong Mo, who was not clear about Luo Ji's inner thinking process, nodded in satisfaction.

After the "death" of Hei Si Mou, the most powerful Tong Mo suddenly became Wu Mi's agent among ghosts.

He who doesn't know what emotions are, suddenly becomes the best trash can for Wu Cang to vent his depression.

At this time.

Luo Ji, who was thinking wildly, was dazed by the light reflected by a smooth and curved iron plate tied to Tong Mo's arm.

"Mr. Tong Mo?" She pointed to the exquisitely polished piece of iron that looked weather-beaten. The last time we met, there seemed to be no such piece of iron:
"what is this?"

Tong Mo followed Luo Ji's gaze, and after seeing the ninja headband tied on his arm, he suddenly smiled easily, and turned around:

"Ah, a newly found accessory." He opened the fan and slightly covered his face: "It is said to be a ninja's forehead."

As he spoke, he waved his hand casually:

"Well, small things, don't worry about them."

Luo Ji glanced at it with some surprise.

——Now, do ninjas still exist?
……

……

The next day.

Butterfly House.

Those who have been busy for a long time finally have time to rest.

Aoi Kanzaki, who was helped by several Yin, also sat in the corner of the corridor, looking up at the sky outside the window.

Aoi Kanzaki was slightly taken aback after hearing the slight sleeping sound of breathing from the few people beside her.

She suddenly felt——this seems to be a good idea.

……

The second floor.

"elder sister."

Butterfly muttered to herself, sitting in front of the workbench, she was holding a needle tube filled with purple liquid.

With a calm expression, after taking a deep breath, she rolled up her sleeves, pointed the needle at her arm, and was about to inject herself.

dong dong!

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Frightened so much that Die Die was startled, she quickly put away the needle tube and stuffed it into a drawer beside her.

creak...

The door was pushed open slowly.

"What's the matter..."

Butterfly calmed down and looked towards the direction of the door with a smile.

When her eyes met Tomioka Yoshiyuki who was standing outside the door with a blank face for a moment.

creak...

Veins throbbed faintly on his forehead.

"... Mr. Tomioka?"

Doorway.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki hid his hands behind his back, and he brought a meal.

After some inquiries, he learned that Butterfly Shinobu likes ginger Tsukudou.

I made it with Ryodaki-sensei.

of course.

He didn't know until he was reminded by the teacher that he should apologize after explaining the general situation with Rinaki.

"If you don't apologize, the butterfly should be angry."

This is the first time Rinaki Zuojin taught his disciples respectfully.

……

……

at the same time.

downstairs.

In the room where the Zaomen family lived.

Tanjuro was sitting at the desk, holding a pen, rustling writing on the paper.

"Father!" The youngest Liu Tai curiously stretched out her small hand, leaned on the edge of the table, and stood on tiptoe vigorously to look up:
"Writing... what?"

"Okay." Mi Douzi rubbed her wrist, she had just finished repairing Takeo and Shigeru who were wielding wooden knives in the house, she walked over helplessly, and took Liutai away:

"Don't bother Dad, baby."

"It's okay." Tanjuro smiled, he turned his head, reached out and touched Rokuta's head, and replied:

"Father is writing a letter to Miyashiki."

tread!
Mao had a red bag on his head, he threw away the wooden knife in his hand, and approached without fear, looking at the letter.

Then read out curiously:

"Yoshihara... Flower Street?"

He turned his head and looked at Tanjuro suspiciously:
"Father, are you going to Yoshiwara Flower Street?"

"What is that place?"

At this time.

pat.

A slight sound came from the direction of the door.

Everyone's eyes turned there immediately.

Kuizhi was standing at the door, the hairpin in her hand fell to the ground, recalling Caimao's words in her ears, she looked at Tanjuro in a daze:
"...Flower Street?"

Tanjuro was sitting, but the next moment, he reacted, his pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand and shouted:

"no!"

(End of this chapter)