The sky completely darkened.
Led by the crow, the group descended from the mountain, stopping in front of a large mansion.
In the very center of the gate was the crest of wisteria flowers.
"Rest! Rest! Injured people can rest here until they're completely healed!"
The crow in Tanjiro's hand spoke in a hoarse, slightly sharp voice.
Takeshi, on the side, touching his chin, felt that this crow seemed to have become more confident in speaking now that there were two more people.
This was like the feeling of a well-behaved child suddenly becoming disobedient when guests came to the house, relying on having people now~
Having heard the crow say things other than the mission for the first time, Tanjiro couldn't quite believe his ears, holding the crow, asking, "Can we really rest? I was fighting injured this time."
If I had rested earlier, I wouldn't have suffered new injuries before the old ones healed.
"Humph, humph, humph~"
Sure enough, it had become temperamental!
Takeshi's eyes flashed, walking forward, deliberately bumping Inosuke with his shoulder, making him get close to the crow, not forgetting to shout, "Hey, I'm hungry~ I don't want to compete unless I'm full."
Hearing Takeshi say that he was willing to compete, he clenched a fist, pointing at the crow, "Eat it!"
His eyes then fell on Zenitsu's little sparrow, pointing, saying, "Eat it too!"
The crow, frightened, quickly flapped its wings, flying in the air, and the little sparrow, seeing this, quickly flew away as well.
If they didn't leave, they might have their feathers plucked and turned into barbecue.
The gate slowly opened from the inside, and an old woman with short stature and white hair walked out from behind the gate, leading everyone towards the courtyard.
Looking at the magnificent courtyard, Takeshi couldn't help but think, if he could live a shameless life with Nezuko here, that would be...
"Senior Aoyama, why aren't you talking?" Tanjiro asked.
Takeshi frowned, his face showing displeasure. He was just about to fantasize a little, and he had been interrupted, what to do, he felt a bit like strangling him.
His hand was placed on his chest, constantly patting it lightly...
Be kind, don't be impulsive. The world is so beautiful, why am I so irritable, that's not good, not good...
Seeing Takeshi constantly stroking his chest, and even breathing heavily, Inosuke Hashibira imitated him.
His hand patted his bare chest, slapping it loudly, showing Takeshi an eight-toothed smile.
"Look! What you can do, I can do too! Hehe."
Tanjiro supported his forehead. What to do, this person was probably hopeless;
Walking in the back, grabbing Tanjiro's clothes, Zenitsu's heart was trembling. In his view, how could a woman be so old, someone that old must be a monster!
"Tanjiro, she's a monster grandma, right!"
His head was hit by Tanjiro's fist, making a muffled sound, temporarily shutting him up.
This mansion was specifically for the members of the Demon Slayer Corps, the reason being that their family head had been troubled by demons, and the demon slayers of the Demon Slayer Corps had helped solve the demon problem.
Therefore, the family head had ordered people to repair the mansion, specifically for the demon slayers.
After dinner, the old woman brought a doctor to diagnose everyone.
Takeshi, sitting on the side, watching the doctor diagnose them, couldn't help but think of the words that the crow had said before it flew away, 'injured people can rest until they're completely healed'.
It was just that he was eating well and feeling great, not injured at all, could he stay here and be waited on for a long time?
After the doctor's diagnosis, among the three of them, Zenitsu had two broken ribs, Tanjiro had three broken ribs, and Inosuke Hashibira had four broken ribs.
"Wahahaha! I have more broken ribs than you guys!"
Hearing these words, Zenitsu and Tanjiro's gazes towards Inosuke Hashibira changed. This person couldn't be an idiot, right? Were broken ribs something to be happy about?
Inosuke Hashibira ignored the two people's gazes, jumping up, pointing at Takeshi. "Quick, look at him! His definitely won't have more broken than me!"
The doctor, holding a stethoscope, stepped forward to diagnose him, and Takeshi reached out his hand to stop him.
"There's no need to bother, I already diagnosed myself, I'm suffering from mental damage, it's an unspeakable pain!"
The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone was looking at Takeshi. No one present had heard of the disease he was talking about.
Inosuke Hashibira grabbed the doctor's collar. "Hey! What mental pain does he have, do I have it? Ah, take a look at me, I definitely have it, right!"
He was shouting loudly into the doctor's ear, almost deafening the doctor.
Just like that, because of Inosuke Hashibira's interruption, this disease wasn't looked at any further.
Night deepened!
Under Takeshi's 'suppression', everyone was lying down properly, only Takeshi was sitting in front of the wooden box, waiting for Nezuko to come out of it.
Zenitsu's eyes fell on the wooden box, saying seriously, "Hey, Senior Aoyama, that's the wooden box that Tanjiro carries, there's a demon hidden inside, I can hear it, why do you allow him to carry a demon?"
'If he didn't carry Nezuko, he would have happily flown solo a long time ago.' These were Takeshi's thoughts, but he couldn't say them out loud.
A faint sound came from the wooden box, and Zenitsu suddenly jumped out of the bedding, hiding behind Tanjiro.
"Th-There's, there's a sound..."
The wooden box creaked, and the door of the wooden box was pushed open little by little.
"Tanjiro... What you're carrying, why, why don't you put a lock on it..." Zenitsu's voice began to tremble.
Except for Zenitsu being afraid, no one else was afraid. Soon, Nezuko would come out cutely!
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