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I, Tachibana Chihaya, was back!
Heh heh heh, ha ha ha. Pathetic Muzan—did he think that would defeat me?
Well, actually nothing to be smug about. Taking two whole years to completely shake off Muzan's influence made me look pretty useless.
Thinking back to how stupid I'd been while amnesiac these past two years, I couldn't help wanting to curl my toes in embarrassment.
But truth be told, breaking free of Muzan's influence wasn't just my own doing. I wasn't that amazing.
The night I recovered my memories, I dreamed of Ohagi.
She was still the same as before—wearing plain clothes, glossy black hair coiled in a bun, her appearance unchanged.
Sitting there mending my tattered clothes, muttering under her breath. Obviously scolding me.
I rushed over and hugged her. Ohagi jumped in surprise, then started scolding: "You trying to die or what?!"
I pretended not to hear, burrowing into her arms, mumbling quietly: "Ohagi, Ohagi, it's been so long. Why didn't you come see me?"
Hearing this made Ohagi angry again. She smacked me right on the forehead, cursing: "You've got some nerve! I knew you'd need someone watching you, you damn girl. Good thing I didn't go to heaven!"
I couldn't help sniffling: "Why didn't you go to heaven? Are you stupid?"
Another smack on the head.
After hitting me, she hypocritically cradled my head with concern. "Oh dear, I forgot—you weren't that smart to begin with. Can't have me knocking out what little brains you have left."
I was very indignant, but she covered my mouth preemptively, wouldn't let me protest, performing her sisterly devotion all by herself.
After she'd played the good sister enough, she finally patted my head and said: "Heaven's not that great anyway. As for you—give me less to worry about, will you?"
"Next time don't stupidly charge out alone. Properly finish this lifetime. I'll be waiting here for you... then we'll reincarnate together. Be sisters in the next life too."
Just as I was getting moved, I suddenly remembered all her past tyranny toward me. My mouth involuntarily twisted. "Actually, maybe not."
Ohagi flew into a rage. The previous warmth vanished like a dream bubble. She rolled up her sleeves to grab my ear.
I rolled with the momentum, tumbled out of the bedding and hit the wall. Woke up.
After recovering my memories, I discovered with horror how much work I'd left undone.
No time to chat more with the newly met Kanae Kocho. Could only promise to meet again when free. I immediately rushed back to the Ubuyashiki estate in a panic.
My return to normal—Ume was obviously the happiest about it.
When I returned to the estate and opened my arms to her, enthusiastically calling: "Ume—"
She let out a delighted shriek, crashed into my arms like a little cannonball, made me stagger back two steps.
What heavy love! My fault for being too likable!
I managed not to roll to the ground. Ume kept nuzzling in my arms, rubbing her fluffy head against my face, saying petulantly:
"Lady Sister finally remembered me! If Lady Sister forgot me, Ume would never forgive you!"
I quickly apologized again, declaring we were the best in the world.
Gyutaro stood not far away, also smiling.
I opened my arms to him too. "Taro, you worked hard."
He turned bright red instantly, stammering: "I... I don't need to..."
Ume couldn't stand his hesitation. Got up, walked over, and gave her brother's back a hard shove.
When I hugged Gyutaro, I felt his whole body stiffen. Every muscle tensed. He carefully placed his hands on my shoulders.
I enthusiastically greeted almost everyone I knew, then made time to check on Koyuki, asking if she had news of Akaza.
Koyuki didn't know what had happened to me. Not visiting her for two years, she just assumed I'd been too busy.
She smiled gently before saying: "Brother Hakuji is still the same as before. No need to worry."
Sounded like during my period of confusion, Akaza hadn't been affected. A blessing in disguise.
While I was away, Kagaya had taken over caring for those girls I'd rescued two years ago, opened the medicine shop for me.
Making a round of that shop, the girls working there still remembered me. Came over joyfully, smiles unstoppable on their faces.
They all seemed to have escaped the shadows of their past. I was grateful to Kagaya for taking on this responsibility for me.
At the same time, he also presented me with a problem.
"The child you and Gyomei saved two years ago has also become a demon slayer."
Kagaya said that girl's name was Ritsuka. Now she was Yoriichi's only surviving descendant.
Yoriichi's bloodline had continued to the present without ever showing exceptional qualities. But perhaps due to the stimulus of danger, Ritsuka possessed astonishing swordsmanship talent.
I recalled again that sword strike the girl had made in desperate straits. Her posture exactly like the person in my memory.
If Koe knew, she'd surely be very happy.
After losing all her family, Ritsuka had undoubtedly joined the Demon Slayer Corps.
Because she was a thorn in Muzan and Kokushibo's sides, Gyomei kept her by his side to teach her.
This girl's talent was astonishing. Only took half a year to master the essence of Breathing Styles.
But after Gyomei nodded approval that she was ready to graduate, she withdrew from the Demon Slayer Corps.
The reason—she'd learned about Kokushibo and Yoriichi's past... immediately swore to fulfill her ancestor's dying wish, personally kill the demon who betrayed the Corps, wash away this shame.
This kid was a bit single-minded.
When Gyomei told me, he was deeply worried. Ritsuka hadn't even taken a Kasugai Crow. The demon-slaying sword in her hand was still the one left by the Corps member who'd saved her.
After swearing to Gyomei, Ritsuka ran off on her own. Gone over a year without a trace. Only a letter every few months proved she was still alive.
Once Kokushibo learned her whereabouts, he'd definitely come to eliminate the threat. Gyomei was truly uneasy about his little disciple recklessly charging around outside alone. He asked if I could somehow bring her back.
Failing to protect her family—that was partly my responsibility too.
I agreed to Gyomei's request, mobilized my connections to find Ritsuka... when Akaza came to see me, I asked him to keep an eye out too.
If he discovered Kokushibo had caught her trail, find a way to follow and slow him down.
Finally, Tamayo sent me word that she'd encountered Ritsuka.
At the time, this genius girl moved like wind, struck like thunder. In a blink broke through Yushiro's Blood Demon Art, burst into their hidden residence, cornered them with a single blade.
Scared Tamayo into thinking she'd die on the spot. Yushiro prepared to sacrifice himself so Tamayo could escape...
But this girl held her sword, quietly watched her for a moment and asked: "I seem to have dreamed of you. You met my ancestor Yoriichi, didn't you?"
Mentioning that old friend, Tamayo barely calmed down enough to talk with her.
Ritsuka didn't waste words. After confirming she and Yushiro didn't eat humans, she nodded, sheathed her sword and left again.
Tamayo immediately wrote me. Fortunately the time gap wasn't long. I finally intercepted Ritsuka in a nearby town.
She was sitting by the street then, quietly eating roasted sweet potato. Her youthful face showed no expression. From a distance, her demeanor resembled Yoriichi's.
I walked up to her. She looked up, saw me. Her eyes changed.
I said: "Would you like to hear the rest of Yoriichi's story?"
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