Ryuji's words utterly shattered Mitsuri's defenses. She threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, her heart feeling completely fulfilled.
Why had she joined the Demon Slayer Corps in the first place?
It was to find someone who wouldn't be disgusted by how much she ate, or by her special body constitution. Of all the conditions she'd rambled to Shinobu about in the past, in truth, only those two mattered.
As long as someone met those two—she wouldn't hesitate to fall in love.
After joining the Corps, she had indeed met many kind people who didn't judge her. But deep down, she knew that those who truly, wholeheartedly accepted her were very few. Her loud and boisterous personality often pushed others away.
She was simply too much for most people.
But with Ryuji, she hadn't felt that distance at all.
He liked her cheerfulness. His strength far surpassed hers. He seemed rich. And his cooking? Out of this world!
In that moment, her wish for joining the Demon Slayer Corps was granted.
"Waaahhh!!"
She burst into happy tears, overwhelmed with emotion—leaving Ryuji utterly baffled.
He hadn't even done anything yet, and this gluttonous girl just threw herself at him?
This was way too easy!
Shinobu, watching from the side, sighed quietly.
She had originally hoped that Mitsuri and Obanai Iguro could end up together. She even knew that if she had told Ryuji earlier—that Obanai and Mitsuri already had mutual but unspoken feelings for each other—he would've backed off. He might've even helped bring the two together.
But… yesterday...
She remembered what happened when she tried to speak to Ryuji about it—and ended up being pinned down so hard her breathing couldn't flow properly.
She sighed again.
Obanai might have started realizing his feelings for Mitsuri, but with his personality, he'd never admit them unless facing life-or-death.
And Mitsuri, being dense as a log, would never figure it out on her own—unless someone like Ryuji barged in out of nowhere and swooped her up.
Which… had already happened.
It was too late. Had Mitsuri not said those words aloud, there might've been a chance. But now?
"Guess I'll have to find a few cheerful girls for Obanai to match with…"
Shinobu muttered. Things had gone this far—might as well make sure Obanai didn't end up lonely.
After all, she had always treated him with a kind of big-sister—or even motherly—concern.
Most of the Hashira, aside from a select few, were basically walking disasters anyway.
And she… had always tried to imitating her older sister.
Naturally, she tended to look out for others.
She could understand Mitsuri's internal struggle. Her longing, her obsession—it was all plain to see.
But to Ryuji, it probably all looked like…
Just a straightforward, random girl suddenly asking to marry him.
"Now that's the kind of thing that could scare Ryuji-sama off…" Shinobu sighed again, her mind finally catching up to the chaos.
But just as she nervously glanced at Ryuji, he opened his mouth.
"Hmm… I don't really understand why you said all that… but if a cute girl like you wants to marry me, I see no reason to refuse…"
Ryuji looked at Mitsuri sincerely.
"But I'll be honest with you—I'm going to have multiple wives. I'll take responsibility for each of them, of course… but I'm not going to be exclusive."
Shinobu let out a breath of relief.
If that was the case, then maybe Mitsuri…
"That's fine! I finally found someone who doesn't mind me—there's no way I'm letting go!"
Mitsuri shouted as she clung tighter to Ryuji's neck, her expression firm and defiant.
Although what she said does fit her situation very well.
Shinobu: "…"
She officially gave up all hope.
Ryuji still didn't quite understand what was going on. Mitsuri had surrendered way too fast—it was like he hadn't even started the "route" and she'd already thrown herself into his arms.
But as he felt her soft chest press against him, and how warm and perfect her body felt in his embrace…
He stopped trying to figure it out.
I have decided to stop thinking.
Why bother thinking when there's a beautiful girl right in your arms?
"Well then, tonight, let's make a baby."
Ryuji declared solemnly.
Mitsuri's face immediately turned bright red.
"M-Make a baby…?!"
But halfway through the sentence, her flustered look turned to confusion.
"Wait… how do you make a baby?"
She stared at Ryuji, completely clueless.
Ryuji: "..."
Just then, Shinobu finally remembered something important—they were supposed to leave tomorrow morning.
"Um, excuse me… I hate to interrupt, but we're scheduled to depart first thing in the morning."
They had already planned this. It was just that Ryuji's incredible cooking had totally made her forget. Everything had somehow turned into… well, this.
"Ah, you're heading back to HQ? Great—then we'll have our wedding night tonight!"
Ryuji nodded. The sooner, the better. Who knew when some other guy might show up to try and steal her away?
"Um… about that… I…"
Shinobu approached—not to rescue Mitsuri, but…
Ever since she'd eaten Ryuji's cooking, a strange heat had been spreading through her body. An unfamiliar, tingling sensation in her pussy that refused to go away.
It was like water droplets were slowly trickling inside her body—but never fully leaving. They just kept falling… down, leaving her unbearably hot and needy.
But she wasn't suspicious of Ryuji. She was an expert in medicine—she knew exactly what was in that food.
No, this was purely a side effect of how delicious the meal had been—it had stirred her heart.
"Mitsuri, would you mind letting me have Ryuji-sama tonight?"
She looked gently at Mitsuri, trying to coax him toward her room.
But what happened next, she never could've expected.
"No!"
Mitsuri clung tightly to Ryuji's neck and shouted, deadly serious.
"E-Even if you were here first, Shinobu… I'm not backing down! My heart is blooming! I want to be with Ryuji-san right now!"
She might not have known how babies were made, but one thing she did know was this:
She needed to be in Ryuji's arms.
Even though they hadn't spent much time together, just holding him made the heat and unease in her body calm down. The restlessness, the desire, the overwhelming feelings—being with Ryuji soothed it all.
So she wasn't going to let go.
Only then did Ryuji realize—
This was the work of Erina's ingredients again!
Ah… so that's what the 'effect' was!
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