"This gentleman's demonization is irreversible. We can only keep him confined in the basement for now."
In the dim basement, Tamayo's eyes were full of apology and regret.
Inside the iron door of the basement, the man who had been innocently harmed and demonized by Muzan now had crimson eyes and exposed fangs.
His arms, with bulging veins, gripped the iron door and shook it constantly, his mouth emitting irrational roars.
Shinichi looked at the fully demonized man, unconsciously clenching his fist, his anger towards Muzan growing even stronger.
Following Tamayo upstairs to another treatment room, a woman lay sleeping on a pristine white bed.
According to Tamayo, she was the wife of that man, bitten by her demonized husband.
"Since he was a newly demonized human, his fangs and saliva were still relatively normal. Although dangerous, it was ultimately treatable. This lady is now basically out of danger," Tamayo said softly, tucking in the woman's blanket.
Shinichi nodded, about to say something when suddenly a commotion erupted outside the room.
"Hey! Look carefully! The room is so brightly lit now, you must be able to see clearly! Look! Nezuko is so beautiful, how could you say she's ugly? Hey! Turn around and look!"
"Shut up! You're so noisy! Listen here, brat, when you meet Lady Tamayo, you better show 360 degrees bow of respect, you hear me!? Otherwise, I absolutely won't let you off!"
"Wait! Don't go! Just look at Nezuko for a second!"
...
Inside the room, Tamayo and Shinichi listened to the commotion outside as they were both stunned while exchanging a glance.
The voices outside were clearly Tanjiro and Yushiro, but Tanjiro's words surprised Shinichi.
Had Tanjiro brought Nezuko with him?
But what about Nezuko's identity?
Soon after, Yushiro pushed open the door.
His face, originally full of displeasure and a look of deep resentment, almost instantly changed to a gentle and respectful expression as he stepped into the room.
"Lady Tamayo, I've brought that human swordsman."
At the same time, another figure wearing a haori hurriedly entered the room.
A head of deep red hair and a scar on the forehead were eye-catching, not to mention the cute girl the boy was holding hands with.
"Wait! I said you... eh? ...eh...!" Tanjiro rushed into the room, but the two figures standing there made him freeze on the spot.
Blinking in disbelief, Tanjiro first looked at Tamayo, then turned to look at Shinichi, who wore a slight smile.
His eyes kept darting back and forth between the two.
"You... you doctor... demon, Shinichi-senpai? How... why?" Tanjiro stammered, the kind Tanjiro unable to process what was happening here.
Shinichi-senpai, the Forest Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps, why was he here standing with a demon?
Yushiro was very dissatisfied with Tanjiro's foolish behavior and muttered.
"Idiot! Be respectful!"
Tanjiro ignored Yushiro.
Although this demon lady had helped him before and said she was different from other demons, Tanjiro had initially harbored a bit of wariness towards Tamayo.
But Shinichi's presence truly left Tanjiro confused.
On the other side, Nezuko tilted her head to look at her brother, then her cherry-red eyes began to examine Tamayo and Shinichi.
Somehow, Nezuko's form suddenly shrank before everyone's eyes, from the size of a 12 or 13-year-old girl to that of a 4 or 5-year-old child.
After breaking free from Tanjiro's hand, little Nezuko took small steps, arms outstretched and run towards Shinichi and Tamayo.
"Long time no see, Tanjiro, ah, and Nezuko too." Shinichi smiled and greeted Tanjiro.
By this time, Nezuko had run to Shinichi's side, circling his legs several times, raising her little head to look at Shinichi.
After a while, Nezuko actually jumped straight into Tamayo's arms.
This sudden scene startled Tamayo for a moment, but looking at the adorable Nezuko biting her bamboo muzzle, Tamayo's heart instantly softened.
She smiled and hugged Nezuko.
"Alright, Tanjiro, I know you're a bit confused now. Sit down, we can explain slowly. Yushiro, could you please pour a cup of tea for Tanjiro?" Shinichi said.
Hearing Shinichi's words, Yushiro raised an eyebrow, glancing at Shinichi with an almost imperceptible snort from his nose.
"Yushiro~" Tamayo, who was hugging Nezuko and experiencing a burst of maternal love, just called out softly.
Yushiro's face instantly turned red and he seemed to be electrified, rushing out of the room, leaving only a "Please wait! Coming right away!"
"It's really, really so nice to hear her voice! Lady Tamayo is so gentle! It sounds so good!"
The excited and happy Yushiro hurriedly went to brew tea while muttering non-stop.
He even started to find Nezuko cute!
Hmm, a girl who can make Lady Tamayo happy couldn't possibly be ugly!
At Shinichi's gesture, Tanjiro put down the wooden box he was carrying on his back and obediently sat on the tatami, then listened as Tamayo and Shinichi whole story.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"So that's how it is? Tamayo-san is really amazing!" Tanjiro said with admiration while holding his teacup.
He also apologized to Tamayo with regret for his initial wariness.
"It's alright, Tanjiro-kun. Compared to other demon slayers, you were able to remain restrained and didn't immediately draw your sword just because we're demons. That alone is very impressive," Tamayo said gently.
Upon hearing that Tamayo and Yushiro had not only escaped Kibutsuji Muzan's curse, but even used their own bodies for experiments to overcome the condition that demons must eat humans, hope immediately surged in Tanjiro's heart.
"Tamayo-san, may I ask, do you have a way to turn demons back into humans?"
Looking at Tanjiro's full of hope eyes and then at the cute Nezuko lying on her lap, Tamayo's face couldn't help but show a regretful expression.
"Well..."
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Hmm~ This trail, yes, it's definitely here. Found you, little brat wearing hanafuda earrings."
A figure crouched on the ground, under short black hair were a pair of tightly closed eyes, a string of prayer beads around their neck while wearing a common monk's attire.
"Oh? Found it? Yahaba, are you sure? There's a dead end ahead though?"
Beside the monk-dressed demon was another young female demon in a kimono, her left hand bouncing a ball up and down.
The demon named Yahaba stood up, licking his lips.
"Susamaru, I never make mistakes."
Whoosh!
In Yahaba's outstretched palm, two hideous eyes suddenly opened!
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