Rehabilitation Training

Although he spoke in simple and plain language, the audience seemed to enjoy it immensely.

This was the first time the Scribe had told them about his hunt for the Twelve Kizuki; it was a rare experience and opportunity.

Seeing them making a scene together, Yaozai shook his head helplessly.

With the Scribe here, meetings always become so lively.

Soon, the Scribe finished explaining everything.

Yaozai waved his hand, indicating that the meeting was not over yet.

At this time, Yaozai conducted his usual routine questioning and collected information about the demons.

Although the Scribe had killed three Lower Rank, necessary tasks still could not be neglected.

He only announced the end of the meeting after everything was over.

After the Hashira Meeting ended, the Scribe left with Nezuko and Tanjiro.

He is not a pillar; although his position is very high, reporting work is not something he should do.

He prefers to travel around rather than do those things.

After bringing Tanjiro back to the Butterfly Mansion, the Scribe threw him onto the sickbed.

"You better lie down properly this time. If anything happens again, I'll beat you until you can't do anything but lie down."

As she spoke, the Scribe pressed her finger bones.

A crisp sound rang out, Tanjiro's body trembled instantly.

"Yes!"

He responded and immediately lay down, covering himself with the blanket.

"That's more like it."

With a smile, Scribe then called out to the outside.

"Aoi, there's a patient here who needs your attention."

Who's calling me?

Hearing someone calling her name, Kanzaki Aoi walked over, somewhat puzzled.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Scribe, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Scribe... Mister Scribe!"

With tears welling up in her eyes, Kanzaki Aoi instinctively ran over and rushed into the Scribe's arms.

"Alright, alright, you're such a big girl, why are you still crying?"

Smiling, Scribe patted Kanzaki Aoi's head and comforted her as he stroked her head.

"I'll be staying back for a long time this time. We'll talk again after you've taken good care of the patient."

"Good."

Hearing the Scribe say that, Kanzaki Aoi nodded.

After wiping away her tears, she regained her previous resilient demeanor.

"Which one is the patient!"

"I..."

Tanjiro swallowed hard and raised his hand shakily.

"I have a question to ask before the treatment."

"What's the problem?"

"That's right, where did my other two companions go?"

Immediately afterwards, Tanjiro described Zenitsu and Inosuke's appearances to Kanzaki Aoi, hoping to glean some information from her.

After listening, Kanzaki Aoi touched her chin and said somewhat uncertainly.

One had blond hair, and the other wore Boar Head mask; I think I've seen them before.

After thinking for a while with her eyes closed, she spoke.

"It should still be being processed, it will be here soon."

Sure enough, just as she said, after a while, Agatsuma Zenitsu and Hashibira Inosuke were carried here.

Wearing Boar Head, Inosuke's face showed no signs of life.

His confidence was shaken by what happened with his Spider Father.

He was almost completely listless.

As for Zenitsu, he certainly had plenty of energy.

"This medicine tastes so bitter!"

"I probably won't be able to eat after drinking this medicine, so why do I have to drink it three times a day!"

"Doctor, I need to see a doctor. I require a qualified doctor to help me!"

Looking at the bowl of medicine with disdain, Zenitsu sat on the bed and shouted loudly.

His hands and feet appeared somewhat shrunken due to the spider venom.

This makes Zenitsu look less like a normal person and more like a bobblehead.

"Zenitsu."

Upon hearing his complaining voice, the Scribe immediately turned to look at him.

Although he didn't speak, his gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing deep into Zenitsu's heart.

"You know what I want you to do."

Chapter 290 Rehabilitation Training

"Gurgle"

Swallowing hard, Zenitsu spoke somewhat hesitantly.

"I understand, I understand."

After saying that, he grabbed the bowl of medicine and drank it down in one gulp.

While Zenitsu was drinking his medicine, Inosuke, standing nearby, spoke listlessly.

"I'm really too weak, I'm sorry."

"It's my fault for not being able to help you."

"Turns out I'm the one at the very bottom of the food chain."

From then on, the three of them, along with Nezuko, began their healing life at the Butterfly Mansion.

Apart from Nezuko, who suffered the least injury, all three of them sustained different kinds of injuries.

Tanjiro: Multiple abrasions, scratches, cuts on his face and limbs, muscle strains all over his body, and fractures in multiple bones.

Zenitsu: Due to the spider venom, the right side of his body has atrophied slightly, and his left arm is severely spasming.

Inosuke: He suffered psychological damage, and his vocal cords and multiple parts of his body were subjected to external pressure.

The Scribe would occasionally offer them words of comfort.

During this time, Murata and the female swordsman who was brought back also visited the four of them and the Scribe.

Tanjiro Murata, and the female swordsman named Anna all felt a great deal of goodwill towards the Scribe saved their lives.

Every time they visit, they bring a huge amount of food with them.

Aoi carefully selected these gifts.

Foods rich in protein can be kept, while other junk food needs to be processed separately.

These snacks became the means for the Scribe to pass the time during his leisure time.

"Hmm, this is quite sweet, not bad."

"This is also very good, it's a pity you can't have it."

"Tanjiro, when are you three going to get better? I'm getting tired of eating this."

Tanjiro just smiled and didn't say anything when he saw the somewhat irritating Scribe.

Zenitsu, however, dared not speak out against his anger, fearing that the Scribe would discover his ulterior motives.

As for Inosuke, he remained as dejected as ever.

After a long time, Shinobu Butterfly suddenly arrived at the hospital room.

How is your recovery going?

With a slight smile, she squinted at Tanjiro and the other three.

"If you feel unwell in any way, just tell me."

"No, no, we're fine here."

Tanjiro quickly waved his hand and replied somewhat shyly.

"Nezuko, Inosuke, and I are all recovering well, but Zenitsu is still unable to get out of bed and engage in strenuous activities."

"Is that so?"

Shinobu Butterfly nodded after hearing this, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face.

After a while, she spoke to the Scribe.

Mister Scribe, could you do me a favor?

"What is it?"

The Scribe, who was reading a medical book, closed it, stood up, and said with a smile.

"Do you want me to give them rehabilitation training?"

"That's exactly right."

Butterfly clapped her hands together and said with a forced smile,

"Although recovery is very important, the subsequent rehabilitation training cannot be ignored, so I'm counting on you."

"I'm fine, it's just..."

With a grin, a strange light flashed in the Scribe's eyes.

"I just don't know what the four of them are thinking."

After stretching his limbs, the Scribe's body cracked with a crisp sound.

"But I think they probably won't refuse."

After saying that, he squinted and looked at Tanjiro and the others.

Upon seeing the Scribe's gaze, Tanjiro immediately stood up straight.

He understood that the Scribe and Shinobu Butterfly were doing it for their own good, but for some reason, he always felt that something was off.

Before he could think further, the Scribe patted his shoulder.

"Tanjiro, you probably think so too, right?"

"Yes!"

With a wry smile, Tanjiro knew he could no longer refuse.

That's good. We'll start rehabilitation training tomorrow morning.

With a smile and a wave, Scribe then walked out of the ward.

"Don't worry, Mister Scribe's training is top-notch and effective. Many team members have been trained by him."

"I know, Shinobu Butterfly Kocho."