Ren was speechless for a moment before asking, "So, Mitsuri, have you found a suitable person to marry yet?"
"Regrettably, not yet," Mitsuri shook her head helplessly. She promptly channeled her grief and indignation into her appetite, venting her frustrations on the food before her.
"Then aren't you going to consider your comrades? You've spent so much time together; isn't there anyone you like?"
"Eh?! Well... actually, there is!" Mitsuri said, her face flushing red.
Hearing this, Obanai, who was sitting nearby, perked up his ears. His heart began to pound wildly as he listened intently to her every word.
"There really is! I wonder who it could be? If you don't mind, Mitsuri, I could help play matchmaker for you, hehehe..." Ren said with a mischievous grin.
As a transmigrator, how could he not know who Mitsuri liked? He had shipped them for a long time in his past life! Since Mitsuri had given him and Shinobu a "wingman" boost a month ago, he would return the favor and help her and Obanai!
Hearing this, Obanai nearly fainted from annoyance. If there weren't so many people here, he would have definitely shouted.
'Does my Mitsuri's business need your concern? As expected of someone Giyu brought back; he's just as annoying as Giyu!'
Giyu: 'What did I do to get dragged into this?'
"Oh, no, that won't do. I'm too shy, I can't say it!" Mitsuri covered her reddening cheeks, her eyes inadvertently glancing at Obanai.
"Mitsuri, I actually think that for marriage, you must find someone who can accept your flaws. For instance, your huge appetite, your strength being much greater than an average girl's, your boisterous personality, and that cherry-blossom pink hair... In an arranged marriage interview, these would all be points against you, so you must find a lover who can accept all of them."
"Eh? Is that so?" Mitsuri tilted her head cutely, feeling wronged. "It turns out I have so many flaws!"
Seeing Mitsuri looking upset, Obanai nearly flew into a rage. In his heart, Mitsuri was the most perfect girl in the world! However, Ren's next words calmed him down instantly.
"That's why I think Mr. Iguro suits you perfectly. He has a calm personality and a meticulous mind, which perfectly complements your more outgoing nature. Also, the white snake around his neck might scare others, much like your hair does, so I think he can empathize with your feelings. Most importantly, I heard from the Master that you two often go on missions together and have great chemistry. You're excellent partners, so I think you'd get along very well in a marriage too."
Obanai: "!!!"
Mitsuri: "!!!"
"Eh? Eh? Eh?" Mitsuri's face was beet red, but her eyes were full of excitement. She hurriedly asked, "Ren, do you really think Mr. Iguro and I are a good match?"
"Of course!" Ren smirked. "At least, that's what I think. I just don't know if Mr. Iguro is interested in you."
Hearing those words, Obanai's body temperature rose by several degrees. If there weren't so many people around, he would have dropped to his knees and kowtowed to Ren, shouting: 'If you do not spurn me, I, Obanai, am willing to honor you as my foster father!'
Granted, in his heart, Mitsuri would always be the most perfect girl in the world. But then again, who was truly perfect? Mitsuri might have a few minor flaws, but that just meant he needed to be the one to complement them!
'I'm sorry for comparing you to that annoying pest Giyu just now. You are much better than that bastard Giyu.'
Giyu: 'Am I getting shot while lying down again?'
"Mr. Iguro... Mr. Iguro..." Mitsuri stared at Obanai with emerald-like eyes, asking earnestly, "What do you think of me?"
"Well..." Obanai's face reddened. He shifted his gaze to the side and said with feigned composure, "If we were to actually get married... I think I would be... extremely happy."
"Mm! I think so too! Mitsuri and Obanai getting married would be very happy! Delicious!" After expressing his thoughts, Kyojuro went back to devouring his meal.
"Oh my, Master, really... you're talking like I'm already with Mr. Iguro..." Even so, the happiness on Mitsuri's face was impossible to hide.
Seeing this, Ren stopped talking and continued eating. At that moment, Mitsuri handed him a small note.
"Ren, thank you for speaking up for me. I really like Mr. Iguro!!! But he always has such an unapproachable look, so I didn't dare confess to him... but now I know how he feels! Thank you! As a reward, I will definitely set you up with Shinobu. Just wait—within a month, I'll help you win her over!"
After reading the note, Ren looked at Mitsuri. He wanted to say that he and Shinobu were just ordinary friends and didn't need her matchmaking. But Mitsuri had clearly misunderstood; she simply winked at him as if to say: "Don't say it, I understand. Your business with Shinobu is in my hands!"
Ren could only twitch his lips speechlessly.
After dinner, Ren immediately went to stake out the restroom across from the police station. Before leaving, he borrowed a Nichirin Sword from the Demon Slayer Corps members. His Nichirin Greatsword was built for wide, sweeping strikes and wasn't suited for fighting in a crowded, messy place like a police station. Carrying a shorter Nichirin Sword was a good precaution.
Time passed second by second. Soon, night fell. The Berserk Demons were about to come out to feed. Before they could emerge, Kyojuro and the other two, along with the remaining eight combatants, rushed forward to engage the monsters!
"Roar..."
Three savage Berserk Demons descended from the sky, slamming heavily into the street and creating a large crater. This trio appeared to be a family of three. They brandished their claws and fangs as they lunged toward Kyojuro.
"An entire family turned into Berserk Demons? How tragic! However, I cannot allow you to harm anyone else. So, please, rest in peace!"
"Flame Breathing, First Form: Unknowing Fire!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He stomped the ground, his body rushing forward like a meteor. His sharp Nichirin Sword frictioned against the air, erupting in brilliant flames. As Kyojuro passed the family of three, all three Berserk Demons were decapitated, their bodies turning to ash.
Dealing with three Berserk Demons was easy for Kyojuro, but this was only the beginning. More and more Berserk Demons converged from all directions, surrounding him.
"Over twenty of them? Good! I've been wanting to test myself against a group like you."
"Flame Breathing, Fifth Form: Flame Tiger!"
Kyojuro lunged forward, releasing sword ki that resembled a tiger biting its prey, wounding several Berserk Demons. Although he didn't kill them outright, he restricted their movements. Simultaneously, he continued to swing his blade.
"Love Breathing, Third Form: Catlove Shower!"
"Serpent Breathing, First Form: Winding Serpent Slash!"
While Kyojuro fought, the others were also fighting with all their might, blocking the demons' path to ensure not a single one reached the town's residents.
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