Anime Crossover: I, the Shadow King, slaughter my way through DanMachi!

Her hair was carefully braided into an adorable bun, and she wore a pearl hair accessory given to her by Shinobu Kocho.

She sat nervously on the stone bench, twisting the hem of her clothes incessantly with her hands, her cheeks as red as ripe apples.

"Ugh... I'm so nervous..."

Mitsuri Kanroji muttered to herself, "What if Lord Yingping thinks I eat too much and rejects me? What if he thinks I'm too reckless and rejects me too..."

Just as she was lost in thought, a series of steady footsteps approached.

Ganlu Temple looked up abruptly and saw Yingping walking over in a sharp black suit with a smile on his face.

"Miss Mitsuri, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Lord Yingping!"

Kanroji jumped to her feet, but nearly tripped over her own skirt in her nervousness. "Whoa—"

Yingping reacted quickly, supporting her as she did so: "Be careful, you must feel uncomfortable wearing clothes like this, right?"

Ganlu Temple's face turned even redder, and she stammered, "Um... thank you!"

Just then, a middle-aged matchmaker appeared from the side.

She clasped her hands together, her face beaming, "Oh dear, I've only been gone a short while, and you two are already chatting?"

"Speaking of which, you two are truly a perfect match! Sir, let me tell you, although Miss Kanroji has a rather unusual hair color, she is renowned for her virtuousness, superb cooking skills, and gentle nature..."

The matchmaker raved on and on, spitting as she spoke.

Yingping raised an eyebrow and looked at Ganlu Temple: "Do we... need a matchmaker to introduce us?"

Ganroji shook her head frantically: "No, no! It was Mother who insisted..."

Ying Ping understood, took out a heavy money bag from his sleeve and stuffed it into the matchmaker's hand: "Auntie, thank you for your hard work. We can talk on our own from now on."

The matchmaker weighed the money pouch in her hand, then beamed with joy: "Oh my, sir, you're so generous! Very well, I'll take my leave now. I wish you both a long and happy marriage!"

After saying that, he ran off happily in a flash.

Watching the matchmaker's departing figure, Yingping couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Now that no one else is around, you can relax a bit, right?"

Kanroji let out a long sigh of relief, his shoulders finally relaxing: "I'm sorry, Lord Yingping, I was just too nervous..."

Just call me Yingping.

Yingping sat down opposite her and casually pushed a plate of snacks towards her. "I heard from Xiaoren that you've been researching a new way to make sakura mochi lately?"

At the mention of food, Ganlu Temple's eyes lit up instantly: "Yes, yes, yes! I improved the recipe and added more specially pickled red bean paste..."

And so the conversation shifted from food to amusing anecdotes about the Demon Slayer Corps, and then to swordsmanship training.

Ganlu Temple became more and more excited as he talked, gesturing wildly and completely forgetting his nervousness.

"...After eating that, Mr. Purgatory's face turned green! Hahaha!"

She laughed so hard she almost fell over.

Yingping couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems your old Zhuhe Conference days were quite lively."

"Yes!" Ganlu Temple nodded vigorously, then added with a touch of melancholy, "But now everyone's gone their separate ways, and I don't know when we'll see each other again..."

"In any case, everyone will be safe and sound in the future, and we will definitely meet again."

Yingping said gently, "Miss Mitsuri, how do Kanae, Shinobu, and Kanao treat you? Do you like them?"

Ganlu Temple blushed again: "Eun-hee, I like it. Everyone is so kind to me..."

Yingping suddenly reached out and gently took her hand: "Then, Miss Mili, would you like to come to my house?"

Ganlu Temple was stunned, and asked somewhat dumbfoundedly, "Come...come to your house?"

"Why? Don't you want to?"

Yingping feigned disappointment, "Alright then, I'll go back and tell Xiaoren that we didn't end up together..."

"Ahhh, no! I just misunderstood!"

Ganroji grabbed Yingping's sleeve in a panic: "I...I'm totally willing! I've liked you ever since you defeated Upper Moon Three and saved Mr. Rengoku..."

She suddenly realized what she had said, and her face immediately turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

Yingping gently took her hand: "I see. Then, please guide me for the rest of my life, Miss Miri."

Ganlu Temple's tears welled up instantly, and she gripped Yingping's hand tightly: "Please, please guide me! I will definitely become the best wife!"

Just then, a rustling sound came from outside the paper door—

"Hey! Don't push me!"

Shinobu Kocho exclaimed in surprise.

"Sister Ren, you just stepped on me!"

That's Kanao's voice.

Shh! Keep your voice down! You'll get caught!

Kanzaki Aoi lowered her voice.

Yingping reluctantly opened the paper door, only to see his three concubines burst in due to inertia.

"Sir, why do you always walk so silently...?"

Caught red-handed, Kanzaki Aoi could only manage an awkward laugh.

"Isn't this just common sense? Have you forgotten what kind of person my husband was before?"

Shinobu Kocho shook her head, her anger rising.

Kanao carefully held up the box of sweets, a happy smile on her face: "Um... we just came to deliver wagashi (Japanese sweets)..."

Kanroji Mitsuri took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, and bowed deeply to the three girls outside the door:

"Thank you everyone for accepting me!"

Her voice trembled slightly with excitement. "From now on, I will definitely do my best as Lord Yingping's wife! I will try my best to get along well with everyone!"

Shinobu Kocho was the first to rush forward and hug Kanroji tightly: "That's wonderful! Congratulations! From now on, we're real sisters!"

Kanao also revealed a rare, radiant smile, gently grasping Kanroji's hand: "Welcome to...our home."

Kanzaki Aoi wiped her eyes and handed over the prepared box of sweets: "This is... a congratulatory gift we specially prepared for you."

As Yingping watched this scene, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Sunlight streamed through the window, bathing everyone in a warm, golden glow on their smiles.

"Since today is a special day..."

Yingping stood up, extended his hand to the girls, and said, "How about we invite everyone to go out for a nice celebratory meal? I heard there's a good new restaurant that just opened on the corner..."

"Yay! I've been craving that eel rice from that place for ages, I'm going to eat ten bowls!"

Ganlu Temple immediately raised her hand with great enthusiasm, but then realized she had lost her composure and blushed as she shrank back.

Shinobu Kocho took her arm: "It's alright, my husband appreciates your frankness and good appetite the most~"

Kanao and Aoi Kanzaki exchanged a smile and stood on either side of Yingping, linking arms in perfect unison.

And so, under the bright early summer sun, the group walked toward the street, chatting and laughing.

A breeze blew by, bringing a faint scent of flowers.

P.S.: Demon Slayer arc is over! The next chapter will return to DanMachi!

Chapter 79 Return to DanMachi, the Hestia Familia is about to embark on an expedition!

Yingping stood in the center of the courtyard, in front of a red teleportation portal.

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it the familiar fragrance of wisteria blossoms.

He glanced back one last time in the direction of Butterfly Shadow Medical Clinic—

Through the open window, one can see Shinobu Kocho examining a patient.

Kanroji Mitsuri and Nezuko carried medicine trays between the hospital beds, while Kanae gently guided several little girls in preparing the medicine.

Everyone's face was filled with a contented and happy smile.

Since the world was free of evil spirits, they have almost lost the will to become stronger and only want to live a peaceful life.

Yingping felt that they would not be able to adapt to life in the labyrinth city of Orario, so he did not take them back.

Moreover, if they were all brought back, it would definitely cause many problems.

"That's good... I'll come back again."

A hint of tenderness flashed in Yingping's eyes as he murmured to himself.

He raised his hand, and the system interface unfolded before his eyes:

[Time Flow Adjustment in Demon Slayer World]

[Current Status Confirmed: Paused]

With his confirmation, the whole world seemed to be put on pause—

The falling petals froze in mid-air, the birds' wings stopped flapping, and even the wind stood still.

Only in the center of the courtyard where Ying Ping was located did the teleportation portal still flicker with light.

"It's time to go back."

He took a deep breath, turned around, and stepped into the portal.

The crimson light engulfed his figure, then vanished into the air like a phantom.

DanMachi, Orario.

In the luxurious guest room of the Hearth Pavilion, space suddenly distorted, and a red portal appeared out of thin air.

After Ying Ping took a step out, the portal disappeared automatically.

"Phew... I'm really back."

He looked around—

The familiar carved bed, the magic stone lamp hanging on the wall, and the Orario map spread out on the desk.

Everything was exactly the same as when I left, not even the scent of incense in the air had changed.

"It feels like a lifetime ago, I stayed there for a really long time this time..."

Yingping touched his face.

The years I spent in the Demon Slayer world felt like a long dream.

But the surging power within him and the bloodline of the Eternal Clan.

The various new abilities added to the system list reminded him that his experience had already happened.

"And this... is a dress that everyone knitted for me."

Yingping revealed a hint of warmth, put away his knitted cardigan, and changed into a clean black outfit.

When his fingers touched the Hestia sword at his waist again, a long-dormant swordsman's spirit was reawakened.

"Oarioli, your Shadow King has returned!"

Yingping looked in the mirror to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything before pushing open the door and going out.

The sunlight was just right in the corridor.

The sounds of girls laughing and playing drifted from afar, along with the aroma of bread wafting from the kitchen.

Everything felt so familiar, yet also somewhat strange.

After all, Yingping had only just moved into the Kitchen God's House and hadn't lived there for very long.

"Owner?"

A soft, sweet voice came from around the corner.

Kokkoro stood there holding the basin of water, her silver-white ahoge (antenna-like hair sticking up) bobbing in confusion: "Haven't you left yet? Lady Hestia was just looking for you..."

"Kokoro!"