An Assist from Mitsuri's Mother / Taking the Demons' Route, Leaving Them Nowhere to Run

When people looked through the notebook and the paper, the true nature of the Domyouji family was slowly revealed.

Chapter 217 Assistance from Kanroji's Mother

The items were naturally left behind by the Scribe, so that people would know the true nature of the Domyouji family.

The paper was written by him, listing the locations where evidence of the Domyouji family's crimes was stored.

The notebook was kept by the Domyouji family themselves, and it was full of details of the transactions.

They probably never imagined that their past glory would become evidence of their condemnation after their deaths.

Scribe did not stay near Domyouji family; he had no penchant for listening to a group of people cursing a group of dead people.

To him, the Domyouji family was merely an entity that had offended him.

After finding Kanroji Mitsuri hiding nearby, the Scribe took her back to the street they had been on before.

After glancing at the Scribe, Kanroji Mitsuri looked again at the bright flames in the distance.

"Mister Scribe, has the Domyouji family been destroyed?"

Nodding, the Scribe also looked at the distant firelight and said calmly.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

"No, I only know that if I were in that situation, I would have done something similar."

When the Scribe forbade her to go with him, she stubbornly refused.

In the end, Scribe nodded and led her to Domyouji family.

Of course, he didn't let Kanroji see the scene of his later killing.

He simply brought Kanroji Mitsuri to the dungeon so that she could see for herself the truth that the thug had told her.

After that, the Scribe let Kanroji Mitsuri leave.

We've seen enough tonight; there's no need to inflict further trauma on her.

"But speaking of which, Mister Scribe, you are really amazing."

With a wave of her hand, Kanroji Mitsuri turned her head to the side, not daring to look directly at his face.

"Just one person wiped out such a large family and their subordinates. If..."

As she spoke, her voice lowered.

The Scribe didn't even hear the last few words clearly.

"Huh? What did you say?"

With a raised eyebrow, Scribe tilted his ear to the side, pretending to listen attentively.

"Oh dear, I mean, Mister Scribe, if you..."

Covering her face with both hands, Kanroji Mitsuri shook her head frantically, the blush on her face rising to her forehead.

"Anyway, I just can't bring myself to say it!"

Circles began to appear in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly as if she had thought of something.

"Hehe, hehehe, Mister Scribe, you can't."

Scribe's lips twitched violently. Although she didn't know what the woman was thinking, judging from her expression, it certainly wasn't something she was happy about.

Suddenly, he remembered that Kanroji Mitsuri's reason for joining the Demon Slayer Corps seemed to be to find a husband stronger than herself.

So, she wouldn't...

Thinking this, the Scribe noticed that Kanroji was looking at him with such fervor.

"Cough cough, Mitsuri, are you alright?"

"It's okay."

Seemingly noticing the Scribe's unusual behavior, Kanroji Mitsuri blinked and said seriously.

"I just thought of some happy things."

The black lines on Scribe's forehead kept appearing. She felt that if this continued, the conversation would not be able to continue.

The commotion caused by her fight with those thugs earlier was quite significant, so it's unlikely she'll be able to get back now.

"Speaking of which, should we go to the night market? Maybe there will be lots of delicious food there."

"Okay, okay."

When food was mentioned, Kanroji Mitsuri immediately became interested.

She hopped to Scribe's side like a little rabbit and hugged Scribe arm tightly.

After observing that the other party had no intention of resisting, Kanroji slowly exhaled, and the heavy weight in her heart was lifted.

She herself didn't know why she had taken the initiative to hug Scribe's arm.

A voice in my mind said that doing this made me feel at ease.

Looking at Kanroji Mitsuri, who was clinging to his arm, the Scribe didn't do anything more, just smiled slightly.

He reached out and patted the other's head, saying...

"Let's go, I heard the night market and the moon go really well together."

"Oh!"

With her left fist clenched and raised high, Kanroji Mitsuri's face was full of excitement.

And so, the two arrived at the night market and began to enjoy the food.

As the sky gradually brightened in the distance, the Scribe escorted Kanroji Mitsuri back to her house.

Meanwhile, a woman was already waiting at the door, her face full of anxiety.

Upon seeing Kanroji Mitsuri appear, her tense expression immediately relaxed.

"Mitsuri, you haven't come home all night. Where did you go?"

She ran to her daughter, grasped her hand, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Did you know that there was a fight here last night? I heard someone even died. I don't know what happened to Domyouji's family. Their courtyard has been sealed off."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman realized that her daughter had gone on a blind date with Domyouji Si's family.

After a thorough inspection, the woman found that nothing was wrong with Kanroji, and she was relieved.

At this moment, the Scribe, who had been standing there, suddenly spoke.

"Mitsuri, now that your mother is here, I'll leave you here."

"Okay, thank you, Mister Scribe."

Upon hearing the Scribe's voice, the woman, who had been anxiously concerned about her daughter, noticed that there was a man next to Kanroji.

Tall stature, handsome face, gentle smile, and an intoxicating aura emanating from him.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. The woman realized that the man in front of her was far better than any of the blind dates she had been set up with before.

Having been through similar experiences herself, she quickly realized that the relationship between the two was unusual.

Pulling her daughter aside, the woman asked anxiously.

"Mitsuri, who is this handsome gentleman? Where and how did you meet?"

Listening to her mother's First Form of questions, Kanroji Mitsuri felt her head throbbing.

"Oh dear, Mother, the Mister Scribe and I are not what you think."

"I understand, Mother knows and comprehends."

The woman winked, indicating that she didn't know what the man meant.

Meanwhile, Kanroji Mitsuri desperately tried to explain that her relationship with the Scribe was not what the scribe thought.

The Scribe, watching the mother and daughter "arguing," laughed heartily.

After a while, he walked over to Kanroji Mitsuri and handed her a note.

"I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now. You can find me here."

Seeing that the Scribe had given his contact information to his daughter, the woman's smile deepened.

Seeing that Kanroji Mitsuri had accepted the gift, the Scribe waved his hand and left.

Chapter 218 Walk the Ghost's Path, Leaving Ghosts with No Way to Go

Shortly after the Scribe left the town, a dark shadow flashed across the sky and flew towards him.

"Hey, you're back."

Scribe smiled slightly as he watched the dark figure rushing towards him like lightning.

"I'm exhausted, Mister Scribe. Could you leave me a mark next time?"

The newcomer was none other than Black Feather. With a gentle flap of its dark wings, its rapidly flying body instantly slowed down.

It landed steadily on the Scribe's shoulder, sighed, and revealed a hint of helplessness in a human-like manner.

Didn't I save any for you?

"Of course, I've never seen it even once."

With a laugh, Scribe scratched his face and changed the subject.

"More importantly, how's the matter I asked you to handle?"

"Yes, we have already gathered the relevant intelligence."

As he spoke, Black Feather raised his left foot, indicating that the intelligence had been placed inside the bamboo tube.

Nodding, the Scribe opened the bamboo tube and began to read the information inside.

He sent Black Feather to investigate the area near the mountain where the Kamado family lived, because he was worried that Muzan might have done something else before he arrived.

Sure enough, Black Feather's investigation uncovered some unusual things in a nearby town.

Several young women have gone missing while going out on blind dates.

Not only that, the men they were supposed to meet on blind dates have also disappeared without a trace.

"Blind date."

Upon seeing those two words, Scribe's lips twitched violently.

She had just finished a blind date when she was about to step into a case of someone going missing because of a blind date.

So, it turns out that I now have an inexplicable connection with blind dates.

Having memorized the location of the town, the Scribe then tore the note into pieces.

"Let's go."

He took a deep breath, briefly determined his direction, and then set off again.

It took several days for Scribe to reach the small town.

By this time, news of the missing couple on their blind date had spread, and many young men and women were terrified.

With a few simple inquiries, he obtained more details.

First of all, the missing man and woman did not disappear mysteriously in public.

They all disappeared while they were out sightseeing and alone with their partners.

Walking down the street, some walls were covered with missing person notices.

The portraits depict missing men and women, and below them are their personal information, including the time and place of their disappearance.

Standing in front of the wall, the Scribe quietly scanned each word on it.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.

Whether by coincidence or not, the Scribe discovered that the missing men all shared a common characteristic.

Without exception, they were all children of wealthy families from other towns.