Demon Slayer: Starting with the Kingdom

Completely oblivious to A-Ming's rich inner monologue, Mitsuha simply said earnestly:

“If this wealthy businessman who owes me money comes to your brothel again in the near future, I hope you, Ah Ming, can immediately send someone to notify me!”

Chapter 72 Mitsuha, you smell so much...

Considering that he has his own normal life in the next town, there is a possibility that he will not be able to come here to stake out at night.

Mitsuha thought that she might be able to rely on the help of the adorable but clueless geisha in front of her.

"Okay, okay, how should I inform Young Master Yan Sheng?"

"To be honest, I actually live in the next town. When the time comes, you just need to ask someone to go to the Butterfly Clinic in town."

Then tell the doctor at this clinic that you just need to find a girl named 'Mitsuba,' and I'll handle the rest.

"Miha... could she be Young Master Yan Sheng's wife?"

Ah Ming asked almost subconsciously, without even realizing that there was a slight hint of disappointment in her tone.

"Oh, no, she's my sister, the most beautiful, gentlest, and smartest girl in the world! She's also far more outstanding than me, the best sister in the world! She's someone far more important than my own life!"

"Is this, like this?"

"That's right! That's it!"

When asked by A-Ming, Mitsuha shamelessly added a lot of embellishments to her own words.

She would never miss any opportunity to use her older brother to praise herself.

"In short, as long as you're willing to help, Ah Ming, I can grant you a small wish once it's done."

Mitsuha started making empty promises.

"Can I wish for anything?"

A-Ming was taken aback, then tentatively asked.

Suddenly, she thought of her husband... that gambling addict.

Mitsuha nodded slightly and replied confidently:

"Any wish is welcome, after all, my abilities are quite strong..."

"So, Mitsuha, where did you run off to cause trouble again last night?"

The next morning, before dawn, Mitsuha went to the Butterfly Clinic to help sort the medicinal herbs when she suddenly heard Violet ask her a question.

Still sitting casually at the counter, Mitsuha fiddled with two unknown medicinal herbs covered in dirt in her hands, and casually replied:

"I just went out for a stroll, what's wrong, little butterfly?"

"Hmm~ I just went out for a stroll?"

She uttered a long, meaningful sound, glanced at her, and said in a low, melancholic tone:

"I've smelled several different kinds of cosmetics on someone... for several days now, Mitsuha?"

"Huh? Real or fake?"

Startled by this, Mitsuha quickly raised her arm and sniffed it carefully.

"That's strange. Did I have a scent before? Why can't I smell it myself?"

"Don't bother trying them. Those scents are very faint. I can only smell them because my nose is naturally better than most people's..."

Seeing the flustered person, Butterfly Violet immediately shook her head and sighed softly.

She continued to ask:

"So, Mitsuha, what's been going on with you these past few days? Why are you covered in so many weird smells?"

"Oh, well..."

"It's not convenient to say?"

"It is indeed a little inconvenient..."

With her fingertips twirling around the ends of her hair, Mitsuha's brain was racing.

"I told you a few days ago, Little Butterfly, that I'd be investigating some things these next few days, right?"

Then, investigations sometimes inevitably force you to go to some less respectable places and meet some less respectable people.

So naturally, one would be forced to acquire some strange smells from their clothes. Yes, that's right, that's exactly it!

Faced with Mitsuha's painstakingly devised explanation, Violet simply turned her back to her, squatting on the ground and intently fiddling with the pile of herbs in front of her.

"I was just asking a random question, why are you explaining all this to me? It's so ridiculous..."

"Haha, I was just worried that my good friend would misunderstand and think I'm a frivolous person..."

"Pah, full of lies."

She muttered this comment very quietly, then said nothing more. She glanced back at the sky outside the clinic and urged, "..."

"Alright, it's about time. Stop bothering me and go back to your dojo."

"Okay~ I'll be going now, see you later~"

With a smile, Mitsuha immediately jumped off the counter, picked up the black umbrella beside her, and turned to leave.

But just then, the violet behind her called out to her again.

Meeting Mitsuha's questioning gaze, Violet hesitated briefly before speaking in a very serious tone, reminding her:

"You need to be careful."

Seeing her suddenly become serious, Mitsuha blinked quickly. She was stunned for a moment, then a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Don't worry, little butterfly, I'll be fine."

"Good morning! You naughty little devils! Put your bamboo swords away, get ready for class!"

Good morning, Mitsuha-nee!

"Miha-nee! Please marry me!"

"Waaah~ You little brat, you feel uncomfortable if you don't say something like that every day, right?"

As she entered the dojo, Mitsuha tapped a mischievous kid on the head, and her gaze immediately fell on Keizo and Komaji, who were sitting in the corner of the dojo, seemingly waiting for her.

Seeing Mitsuha surrounded by a group of children, Keizo burst into loud laughter:

"Haha, Miss Mitsuha is really popular."

"Mr. Keizō is joking."

Waving away the group of little creatures surrounding her, Mitsuha first glanced at the centenarian sitting in the courtyard outside. Seeing the old man nod at her, she stepped forward and asked curiously:

"Are you here to find me?"

"Yes, regarding what happened yesterday, Komaji wanted to personally thank you, Ms. Mitsuha... Komaji, this is the Ms. Mitsuha I was talking to you about."

At Keizo's signal, the boy named Komaji beside him stepped forward and bowed deeply to Mitsuha, somewhat embarrassed:

"Ms. Mitsuha! Thank you so much for yesterday!"

I heard from Master Qingzang that you paid for the medicine for me yesterday, and I will definitely repay you for it later!

Komaji's thanks were stammering.

Clearly, this boy, who could take on seven people bare-handed on the street, is neither good at accepting kindness from others nor good at expressing gratitude for it.

"It's ok."

Looking at his clumsy movements, Mitsuha's eyes suddenly softened, and she smiled slightly:

“I don’t need you to repay me any money. Your character, Master Qingzang, is exceptionally good, a rarity in my life.”

Since you've decided to become his apprentice, I hope you'll diligently follow him, study hard, and become a true, upright man again.

When she said this, Mitsuha's voice was very soft, like a kind elder gently advising a junior.

This feeling made Komaji subconsciously think of his mother, who had never existed in his memory.

If he really did have a mother, and if she hadn't abandoned him and his father, then perhaps she would have ended up like this Miss Mitsuha in front of him...

"Yes! I definitely will!"

Komaji's eyes welled up again. Having never experienced any kindness since birth, he lowered his head deeply once more and replied loudly.

"Haha, Miss Mitsuha, what you just said was too exaggerated..."

Keizo, somewhat embarrassed, spoke up as well.

"I'm nowhere near as outstanding as you describe, Miss Mitsuha..."

“Mr. Keizo, I meant everything I said just now.”

After saying this, Mitsuha ignored the master and disciple pair and stood up, waving her hand impatiently:

"Alright, alright, thank me and then hurry up and leave, don't disturb my work."

He stood up to leave, but when he reached the entrance of the dojo, Keizo stopped again, turned back to look at Mitsuha, and said seriously:

"Miss Mitsuha, I will pay you back for Koyuki's medicine later."

Seeing his incredibly serious attitude, Mitsuha didn't say anything like "You don't need to pay me back" this time, which would hurt his pride. Instead, she nodded slightly and replied with a smile:

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Chapter 73 The Mysterious Butterfly Clinic's Backyard (Bonus Chapter)

After bowing deeply, Keizo led Komaji out of the Centennial Dojo.

"What a stubborn man..."

In the courtyard, the centenarian who had been watching the whole scene finally spoke.

Leaning against a pillar in the corridor, Mitsuha glanced at him.

“Old man, you’re using the wrong words. This shouldn’t be called stubbornness, but rather having backbone.”

"Does Little Clover admire them?"

"Yes, I admire it and I like it very much."

Her gaze softened as she watched the figures of Keizo and his apprentice disappear down the street. Mitsuha spoke softly:

"Assuming we are not enemies, I hope that every kind and unfortunate person in this world can live a happy and fulfilling life."

At the stone table in the courtyard, the centenarian, upon hearing this, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and whispered in a voice only he could hear:

"Little Mitsuha is still the same as before..."

"Sister Sanye! Stop chatting with that centenarian! Come and teach us swordsmanship!"

Lost in thought, Mitsuha didn't notice the centenarian's very low voice.

"Yes, yes, a bunch of damned brats..."

Hearing the urging voices of the children in the dojo behind her, she shook her head helplessly, turned around, and went inside.

Since taking Komaji as his disciple, Keizo has been visiting the Hyakusei Dojo more frequently.

He would occasionally bring Komaji and his daughter Koyuki along, and each time he would also bring some rice, wheat, or something similar...

Mitsuha knew, of course, that Keizo was using this method to repay her for the money he owed for his daughter's medicine.

Although Mitsuha herself didn't really care, and didn't really want to accept something that she, as a demon, couldn't possibly eat.

But she wouldn't stubbornly refuse or do anything that would hurt the pride of these two real men.

"However, lately, it seems that Komaji and Mr. Keizo's daughter have been getting quite close..."

It was getting late, and after finishing her shift at the Hundred-Year-Old Dojo, Mitsuha once again arrived at the Butterfly Clinic.

Recalling the two young people who had recently been bringing her things to the dojo, Mitsuha's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.

"Could it be that those two kids have fallen for each other?"

"Isn't it normal for something like this to happen when two young people of the same age spend so much time together?"

After carrying the bundle of medicinal herbs to the backyard of the clinic, and hearing San Ye's words from afar, Butterfly Violet earnestly explained to her: