He gently touched the face of everyone in the photo. Two photo frames were placed on the wardrobe, one with a photo of a strange, sickly man. Tanjirou was very young, and Nezuko, in Mother Kie's arms, was still in swaddling clothes. The happy smiles of the four people were frozen.
Is he Tanjirou's father?
They really look alike.
The other photo was a group picture of him and Tanjirou, six of them together. In the photo, he was smiling faintly, his eyes filled with happiness, looking straight ahead.
Yoizumi was somewhat envious of himself in the photo.
How nice... "Yoizumi-nii! We should go!" Tanjirou's call came from the entrance. After staying home for two days, they were heading to Asakusa.
"I'm leaving." Yoizumi softly bid farewell to his family in the photo and left the room.
"I wonder if Mr. Yushiro and Tamayo are still living there." Tanjirou said to himself, carrying the wooden box on his back.
"Isn't this Tanjirou? Long time no see." They met a familiar person as they were about to leave the town.
Tanjirou bowed slightly to the old woman.
"Granny Suzuki, long time no see. How have you been recently?"
"Not bad. You're back, but where are your brother and sister?"
"They're the best looking in our town."
"Uh... Yoizumi-nii and Nezuko didn't come back with me." Tanjirou told a small lie. He wasn't a child who could lie, so fearing he might show it, he quickly said goodbye to Granny Suzuki and ran off.
"Next time, we'll come back together! Goodbye, Granny!"
"Eh? This child."
Walking on the country road, when would he return to Mt. Kumotori next time?
Tanjirou didn't know.
But.
Next time they came back, Yoizumi-nii and Nezuko would probably be human again.
The three of them would come back together on a sunny day.
After Tanjirou's continuous journey, he finally arrived at Asakusa.
"Wow~"
No matter how many times he came, Tanjirou would always be surprised by the bustling city here.
Passing by the familiar udon noodle stall, Tanjirou chose to stay away. After all, that boss was too difficult to deal with!
He walked past the udon noodle stall without looking, hoping the boss wouldn't notice him.
But things didn't go as he wished.
"Young man! Would you like a bowl of delicious udon noodles~"
So fast!
This boss isn't an ordinary person, is he?
Tanjirou looked in surprise at the steaming udon noodles that suddenly appeared in front of him, waving his hand in refusal.
"Eh, wait, have we met somewhere?" The bald boss stroked his smooth head, deep in thought.
This is bad!
"You've got the wrong person!" Tanjirou suddenly fled from there.
"Tsk! Didn't manage to sell it again!" The bald boss regretfully carried his udon noodles back to the stall, introducing his udon noodles enthusiastically to every passerby he met.
"Hey! Miss, a bowl of udon noodles?"
... "Hmm, this is it." Walking into the familiar alley, the scent of Mr. Yushiro and Tamayo in the air was a bit faint. Was it because of Mr. Yushiro's Blood Demon Art?
After carefully distinguishing, Tanjirou confidently walked towards a wall.
"Thump!"
His forehead hit it squarely.
He covered his head, suspiciously touching the wall with his hand, thinking.
"It's not here?"
"Heh~ You're really stupid." That familiar voice came from behind him. Tanjirou turned around and saw Yushiro with his arms crossed, in a mocking posture.
"Mr. Yushiro!"
"Why are you coming again?!" Yushiro's displeasure was evident in his expression and tone. These guys were going to disturb his and Tamayo's world again!
If you're smart, just get lost!
"There's something I need Tamayo's help with." Tanjirou chuckled, completely ignoring Yushiro's displeasure, or rather, he was already used to Yushiro's attitude.
"No help! Get lost!" Hearing that he was looking for his Tamayo, Yushiro's attitude became even worse.
Tanjirou didn't take it seriously. He knew that Mr. Yushiro was a demon with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He walked behind Yushiro.
"Mr. Yushiro, have you moved?" He fumbled on the wall.
"Why don't you listen to me?!" Yushiro, annoyed, grabbed Tanjirou by the back of his collar.
"Since a demon discovered us, how could we still stay there? You're really stupid."
"Ah! Right." Dragged along like that, Yushiro took Tanjirou to their new base.
If he hadn't wanted to quickly return to see Tamayo, he would have ignored him long ago.
"Tamayo, I'm back!" His tone was so cheerful, without any trace of his previous bad temper.
"You worked hard, Yushiro." Tamayo smiled gently at Tanjirou.
"Not at all!" On the surface, he was smiling, but secretly, he was so angry he was almost stomping his feet.
Tamayo smiled at him!
Close your eyes! Don't look!
But.
Tamayo, when she smiled, was truly beautiful!
"Tamayo doesn't seem surprised to see me." Tanjirou knelt on the cushion and put down the wooden box.
Tamayo nodded gently and explained, "We knew as soon as you entered Asakusa. Chachamaru told me."
"That's why I sent Yushiro to pick you up."
"I see." Then why did Mr. Yushiro still tell him to leave?
He hadn't even seen Chachamaru, that little cat.
"Meow~"
With a meow, a small cat appeared in front of Tanjirou. So, it was here.
Yoizumi pushed open the wooden box door, returned to his normal size, and nodded to Tamayo and Yushiro.
"Then why have you come this time?" Tamayo sat gracefully on the cushion, speaking softly.
"I have some questions about my abilities that I want to ask you." Yoizumi said, reaching out to stroke the head of the small cat that had climbed onto his lap.
"After every battle, my abilities get stronger. I'm wondering if it's related to Kibutsuji's blood."
"I see." Tamayo thought for a moment, then smiled gently and said.
"We might need to draw some blood first to find out."
"..."
This scene felt familiar.
"Hmm... I think I understand." Tamayo put down the test tube containing Yoizumi's blood.
"I've been studying your blood before, and through comparison."
"Although your blood contains a large amount of Muzan's blood, its blood activity is far less intense than that of some Lower Ranks."
"Activity?" Yoizumi and Tanjirou both asked in confusion at the same time.
"Simply put, you are the least suitable type of person to be a demon."
"Therefore, even if the Muzan blood content in you is at such a high concentration, your power is far less than ten percent of what he possesses."
Yoizumi tilted his head.
He couldn't quite understand.
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