What Are Demons? Seeking Recommendations and Collections

Following the convoy and being treated with such ceremony, Mu Yu naturally had no idea that his existence had already drawn the attention of the Demon Slayer Corps, and even the Master.

What he knew even less was that, worried for his safety, the Master had specifically instructed Shinobu Kocho to keep a close watch on the surrounding area, lest he lose his life due to his overly extreme demon-hunting methods.

After some discussion, Mu Yu finally understood why Kenichi Mitsushiro had rushed home overnight with his eldest son.

Because Kenichi Mitsushiro's wife was about to give birth!

This sudden news undoubtedly weighed even more heavily on Mu Yu's heart.

It was truly hard to imagine what would have become of the Mitsushiro family if he had failed to save Kenichi Mitsushiro.

The wife would have lost her husband, and the newborn child would have lost her father, while the older brother...

Strictly speaking, the Mitsushiro family had actually been dragged into this because of him.

Because the Rare Blood that demon had been searching for was him!

This "benefactor" of theirs did not truly deserve the title.

Fortunately, they were all safe and sound.

At Mu Yu's firm insistence, Kenichi Mitsushiro finally stopped calling him "benefactor."

However, he sternly refused Mu Yu's request to address him by name, insisting on respectfully calling him "Mu Ye-kun."

An hour later.

Mu Yu's group arrived before the gates of an imposing, antique Japanese-style residence.

Though he had long known that the Mitsushiro family was no ordinary household, they were even wealthier than he had imagined.

Kenichi Mitsushiro said, "Mu Ye-kun, this is my humble home. Please come in."

"All right."

Mu Yu did not stand on ceremony. With his current strength, he had already grown rather indifferent toward wealth.

If he wanted money, it would actually be very easy to obtain.

But just then, an elderly woman in a kimono came hurrying out in excitement.

"She's given birth! She's given birth! Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master! Madam has given birth to a little miss! Both mother and daughter are safe!"

The entire residence was immediately swept up in a sea of joy.

Mu Yu had not expected that the moment he stepped into the Mitsushiro residence, he would hear the happy news that Kenichi Mitsushiro had gained another daughter.

Kenichi Mitsushiro was so excited that he was practically Dancing with Joy.

"I have a daughter? I have a daughter! Wonderful, this is wonderful!"

"Reward them! Reward everyone handsomely!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Seeing the smiles on everyone's faces, Mu Yu could not help smiling as well.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mitsushiro, on the birth of your daughter."

Kenichi Mitsushiro said, "The joy is mutual, the joy is mutual. Mu Ye-kun, if it hadn't been for you, our Mitsushiro family would have been left with only a widow and orphans. I will never forget your great kindness. Could I trouble you to name my newborn daughter?"

Huh?

Mu Yu was caught completely off guard.

How was he supposed to know how to name someone?

But seeing the expectant look in Kenichi Mitsushiro's eyes, Mu Yu did not know how to refuse.

In his previous life, Mu Yu had enjoyed watching anime and had liked quite a few female characters. He might as well give this child the name of one of the characters he liked!

Whose name would be best?

Kurumi? No, no, too Haki!

Mami... ahem, ahem, ahem. Not very auspicious!

Origami? Mitsushiro Origami? Tobiichi Origami sounded poetic, but Mitsushiro Origami did not seem to fit!

Yukino? Mitsushiro Yukino. It sounded impressive, though he had no idea why!

Shiha?

Mitsushiro Shiha... that actually sounded pretty good!

"How about Shiha?"

Mu Yu looked at Kenichi Mitsushiro nervously. To be honest, he was rather uneasy.

He was terrible at naming things, let alone coming up with a Japanese name!

"Shiha, Shiha."

After murmuring it a few times, Kenichi Mitsushiro's eyes immediately lit up.

"A fine name, truly a fine name! On little Shiha's behalf, I thank you, Mu Ye-kun!"

Mu Yu immediately laughed.

At that moment, his heart felt as if it were floating in the air, light and utterly content.

Though he had not even met the child named Shiha yet, he felt an extraordinary sense of closeness to her!

Seeing Kenichi Mitsushiro's impatient appearance, Mu Yu smiled. "Hurry over. Little Shiha and your wife are waiting for you."

"Yes, yes, yes. Please forgive my discourtesy. Taro, I leave Mu Ye-kun in your care. Be sure not to neglect proper etiquette!"

"Yes, Father."

Mu Yu was rather speechless. They were truly far too strict about manners.

And Taro, who did not look very old either. In Mu Yu's previous life, he would probably have been around the age of entering middle school, yet he was astonishingly mature.

The tea room.

Servants soon brought over two cups of hot tea. Mitsushiro Taro sat upright with the air of a little adult, leaving Mu Yu both amused and helpless.

"Relax, relax. You were badly frightened earlier too. Staying tense all the time isn't good."

Mitsushiro Taro's hands were clearly trembling slightly, yet he wore an expression as though nothing had happened.

"I'm fine. I'm already fine. After all, I'm the eldest son!"

Seeing Mitsushiro Taro forcing himself to hold on, Mu Yu could not help thinking of Tanjiro, who was also the eldest son.

As the eldest son, one had to learn endurance. No matter how bitter or painful things were, one could not cry out.

Mu Yu said, "Even the eldest son is allowed to be afraid. After all, you encountered a demon. It's only you and me here. You can be afraid for a while. If you don't tell and I don't tell, then no one will know, right?"

Mitsushiro Taro fell silent.

Several dozen seconds later, Mitsushiro Taro asked uncertainly, "Really?"

"Really."

Very soon, tears as large as beans began pattering down Mitsushiro Taro's face.

He had been so terrified!

Whenever he closed his eyes now, all he could see was himself running ahead while that demon stretched out its arms to grab him.

He could not stop himself from wondering whether the demon would tear him apart alive and devour him completely.

"It's all right to cry. As long as you stop being afraid after you've cried!"

Mu Yu's words were like a pressure-release valve. Soon, soft sobbing filled the tea room.

More than ten minutes later.

Perhaps he had let enough out, because Mitsushiro Taro's mental state had visibly improved.

Now that Mu Yu knew the secret of his "fear," Mitsushiro Taro's relationship with him had clearly grown closer.

"Brother Mu Ye, what exactly are demons? Why do they insist on eating people?"

Mu Yu was stumped.

What exactly were demons?

Humanity's natural enemies?

Divine punishment?

Maggots lurking in the darkness?

Mu Yu shook his head. "I don't know either."

It was impossible for Mitsushiro Taro not to be disappointed by the lack of an answer, but children were easily distracted. He jumped from one question to the next, like he had become a living encyclopedia of why.

The questions gave Mu Yu a headache!

"Brother Mu Ye, you look about the same age as me. How are you so amazing? You even killed such a terrifying demon."

"Maybe because I'm a genius."

"A genius..."

Mitsushiro Taro looked disappointed, but then he asked, "Then can I become as amazing as you?"

"Not in a short time. You would need to train desperately, desperately, for a long time."

Mitsushiro Taro's eyes lit up. "Brother Mu Ye, can you teach me? Teach me how to kill demons!"

Seeing the sparkling look in Mitsushiro Taro's eyes, Mu Yu fell silent.

It seemed that this encounter with a demon had already become Psychological Trauma for the child.

Thinking about it, if he and Mitsushiro Taro had traded places, he might not even have done as well as Taro.

But should he teach this child swordsmanship?

Mu Yu hesitated greatly. Not just anyone could become a demon-slaying swordsman.

Moreover, demon-slaying swordsmen had an exceptionally high death rate. Even the main cast had no plot armor, let alone ordinary bystanders.

What if teaching this child swordsmanship gave him the wrong idea?

Should he teach him?