Fortunately, Zenitsu had already been dealt with. Otherwise, if she knew Nezuko had overcome the sun, she would probably say something like...
'Although little Nezuko in the moonlight is wonderful, little Nezuko in the sun is also completely irresistible!'
Such idiotic words.
Everyone discussed Nezuko, and while chatting, the sky outside had already darkened.
"It's already this late, shall we go eat first?" Yuko-san noticed the sky outside and asked, "Is Nezuko hungry?"
Nezuko, with her dot eyes, adorably patted her stomach and woodenly nodded, "I think so, a little."
"Nezuko…" Tanjirou was almost on the verge of tears.
This child finally knew hunger.
Instead of falling asleep without a word.
He was so touched.
As soon as the topic of food came up, everyone couldn't help but feel a pang of hunger.
"Ah!" As they reached the corridor, Tanjirou suddenly exclaimed, "Zenitsu!"
Kochou Shinobu: "That idiot, don't bother with him."
Despite such cruel words, everyone still went to wake up the unconscious Zenitsu.
"What's wrong? Is it dark?" Zenitsu woke up groggily.
Inosuke foolishly said, "Did your brain break?"
"Your brain broke!" Zenitsu glared angrily, then suddenly noticed Nezuko among the crowd, "Ah~ little Nezu..."
Clang!
With a sound, Kochou Shinobu expressionlessly drew out half of her Nichirin Blade.
Zenitsu's expression twisted in hesitation; for a moment, he glared fiercely at Kochou Shinobu, then looked at Nezuko with a pig-like infatuation. Finally, he gritted his teeth, heavily turned his head away, and chose silence... Good... good heavens.
His expression was so vivid that everyone's mouths twitched, speechless for a moment.
However, before they even reached the dining hall entrance, after learning from Tanjirou that Nezuko had overcome the sun...
"Although little Nezuko in the moonlight is wonderful, little Nezuko in the sun is also completely irresistible!" Zenitsu grabbed Nezuko's hand and half-knelt before her with a flamboyant expression... Yuko-san rubbed her temples, her head throbbing slightly.
It still happened.
It was only a matter of time.
Yuko-san, with a slight headache, patted Zenitsu's shoulder from behind.
Zenitsu twitched his shoulder, shaking off Yuko-san's hand, completely unaware, grabbing Nezuko's hands, still not learning his lesson, and said excitedly:
"After we get married, I'll feed you sushi and eel every day, so marry me without worry!"
"Ah, this…" Nezuko leaned back slightly, a bead of cold sweat trickling down her temple.
Although she knew Brother Zenitsu was a very good person, he was indeed a bit too enthusiastic.
Yuko-san looked at her hand that had been shaken off, emitting a resentful aura.
Kochou Shinobu stepped forward, drew half her blade with a clang, and nodded to Yuko-san.
Do him in.
Yuko-san broke out in a sweat and shook her head.
Shinobu, you're too extreme.
Kochou Shinobu sighed inwardly, took two steps back, and sheathed her Nichirin Blade.
Tanjirou sweated for his good brother; it was just a hair's breadth away.
He almost hesitated whether to go forward and stop it, although his final decision was not to, because if he went up, he would be in danger, but at least he hesitated.
Inosuke didn't even glance, barging into the kitchen to eat and drink heartily.
What a fake friendship.
Seeing Kochou Shinobu abandon the idea of killing Zenitsu, Yuko-san breathed a sigh of relief and placed her hand back on Zenitsu's shoulder.
Zenitsu instinctively flinched, and Yuko-san, with a dark expression, gradually applied pressure.
Zenitsu clearly felt the weight on his shoulder; his body tilted little by little, one shoulder almost pressed to the ground by Yuko-san, but his perverted gaze remained fixed on Nezuko's face without moving.
"Hopeless," Yuko-san was completely resigned.
This guy, with his head full of lewd thoughts, was beyond saving.
Yuko-san rolled her eyes, let go, and entered the dining hall.
After her hand left, Zenitsu's body sprang back instantly.
Everyone: "..."
How terrifying, this guy... Ubuyashiki Kagaya didn't widely publicize Nezuko's recovery, but her recovery brought invaluable good news to the Demon Slayer Corps.
Demons could also turn back into humans.
Those who knew about it couldn't help but smile, yet also felt regret.
If only there had been such medicine back then, would it have been... The past was already a memory; the future was what they had to face.
Two days passed, and Yuko-san received news from Ubuyashiki Kagaya.
Since she was witnessed by Muzan overcoming the sun, incidents of demons being sighted in various places had drastically decreased, almost to the point of disappearing.
Even if an occasional rumor was heard, upon investigation, it would be found that demons were not responsible.
The traces of demons had vanished.
The members of the Demon Slayer Corps felt no relief or relaxation; a sense of impending storm arose in their hearts.
Yuko-san stood at the corner of the corridor, watching Zenitsu, who was halfway through training but got distracted by Nezuko and ran over to show off, and couldn't help but feel a headache.
Several times she wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Nezuko alone, to apologize to her.
But this guy Zenitsu was like a sticky plaster; except for sleeping, he was always clinging to Nezuko.
And Nezuko, having just recovered, chatted with Tanjirou until midnight on that first night, and then spent a day with Tamayo to eliminate any physical after-effects.
Yuko-san couldn't find any opportunity for her to be alone.
Nezuko, having heard something from Zenitsu, was awkwardly waving her hands when she inadvertently turned her head and saw Yuko-san.
She paused, then turned to Zenitsu: "Brother Zenitsu."
Zenitsu flamboyantly flipped his hair: "What? Has little Nezuko finally agreed?"
Nezuko put her hands together, looking apologetic: "I suddenly have something to do, can you go train first?"
Zenitsu tossed his hair: "If that's what little Nezuko wants, I'm willing to lead those two guys."
"After all, without me, they're still too green."
Yuko-san: "..."
This guy can talk.
Just as she silently complained, she saw Nezuko get up and jog towards her, and her mood couldn't help but become a bit heavier.
Nezuko smiled: "Yuko-san, were you looking for me?"
Yuko-san's lips curved into a smile: "Yes, let's go to my room."
"Okay." Nezuko paused, then nodded.
Yuko-san led her to her dwelling.
This was Nezuko's first time here since her recovery, but her previous memories were still intact, yet seeing it again...
She still felt that Yuko-san's room was too monotonous.
Besides a bed, there was basically nothing else.
It would be more accurate to describe it as having bare walls.
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