At that moment, a geisha suddenly walked towards the Scribe.
"Sir, there are people outside who asked me to give you this."
"What is that?"
With a raised eyebrow, the Scribe glanced curiously at the item in the geisha's hand.
It was an invitation with three bright characters engraved on it.
"Si, open it gently."
With a narrowed eye, Scribe pretended to be indifferent and casually asked.
Do you know the person who delivered the item?
"I don't know him, but someone else recognized him."
"Oh, tell me about it."
After a pause, the geisha seemed to have thought of something terrifying, and her face turned pale.
"That's right, he's a subordinate of a big shot who was sent here to take charge of this place."
Upon hearing this, the Scribe understood.
As a place that handles a large number of people every day, the economic value that Entertainment District can create is naturally not to be underestimated.
It is entirely understandable that the local leaders would send people to supervise and manage Entertainment District.
Moreover, those who are able to come here must not be insignificant figures.
If that's the case, why would a high-ranking nobleman suddenly invite me?
Chapter 391 Open the door, bro!
With a quick glance, the Scribe seemed to have thought of something.
"I understand, I will be on time."
As he spoke, he took the invitation, opened it, and checked the time.
After realizing there was still some time left, he casually tossed it aside.
Seeing the Scribe's actions, a geisha kindly reminded him.
"Sir, wouldn't you..."
"Fine."
Knowing what the other person was worried about, Scribe simply smiled and indicated that she didn't need to worry.
"If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it, you don't need to worry."
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
Upon hearing the Scribe's words, the geisha wanted to say something more.
Looking up at the other person, Scribe said calmly.
"Is there anything else?"
No, that's all.
With a sigh, the geisha left.
"Then I'll be going now. I'll come back and let you know if there's any news."
This is troublesome.
As the geisha walked away, the Scribe narrowed his eyes.
His lips moved a few times, producing an extremely faint sound.
"She's just an ordinary person, there's no need for that."
As if it had heard what the Scribe said, the geisha's hair bun twitched strangely.
As she passed through a corridor, a dark shadow flashed by and disappeared on one side of the corridor.
Although the geisha didn't notice, the Scribe clearly saw that it was an insect only the size of a thumb.
It is entirely blood red, with eight tentacles on each side of its body.
Its head also has a ferocious mouth, which is how it manages to hide securely in its hair.
Only after seeing the insect leave did the Scribe turn his gaze away.
"This is getting more and more interesting."
He closed his eyes and began to rest.
When the sun had completely disappeared and a bright moon hung high in the sky, the Scribe suddenly opened his eyes.
His gaze was like thunder, appearing suddenly and then vanishing just as quickly.
He stood up, stretched his limbs, picked up the invitation, and walked outside.
He had only taken a few steps when, as if remembering something, he turned back.
He took a pen and paper and wrote a few words, then called out to a girl.
The child in front of them was one of the girls that Koinatsu had called over earlier. She was holding some makeup tools in her hand, so she must have been looking for Koinatsu.
"Please give this to Koinatsu, thank you."
"No, you're welcome."
The little girl took the note and said she would give it to Koinatsu.
Just as she turned to leave, Scribe suddenly called out to her.
"By the way, you'll be spending time with your companions tonight."
Why do you say that?
A hint of confusion appeared on her bewildered face as the little girl asked curiously.
"Is something about to happen?"
"Of course, a big show is about to begin."
With that, he turned and left.
The little girl didn't quite understand what the Scribe was saying, but she still handed the note to Koinatsu.
After Scribe repeated what he said to Koinatsu, a look of understanding appeared on the other's face.
"I see."
With the help of the two little girls, Koinatsu was dressed up quickly.
"Alright, you guys go eat first, I'll come find you later."
'Okay, then we'll be going now, Oiran.'
The two little girls smiled at Koinatsu and then skipped away.
After reading the note left by the Scribe word for word, Koinatsu burned it.
At that moment, another figure appeared in the room.
"Miss Koinatsu."
The newcomer was Tanjiro, who had now returned to his original attire.
"I'm sorry to have bothered you, I'm leaving Toki-ya."
"Before that, there's something I'd like to ask you for a favor."
"Thank you for your help during this time. Could you please pay my food expenses and other costs to the boss?"
After saying that, he placed a sealed letter on the tatami mat.
Koinatsu was surprised to see Tanjiro suddenly appear, but she quickly recovered.
It seems she already knew Tanjiro would do this.
"Tan, is that your Demon Slayer Corps uniform?" (Shura)
"I dressed up as a girl for some reason before, but I am actually a boy."
He explained with a serious expression, but Tanjiro quickly realized something was wrong.
"Sigh. How does Koinatsu know about the Demon Slayer Corps?"
"Of course, the Mister Scribe told me a lot of things."
"Ah?"
Startled, Tanjiro quickly asked.
"Then my act of pretending to be a girl was also..."
"I can tell just by looking at that kind of thing, no need to say anything."
"..."
Tanjiro's lips twitched violently; he hadn't expected to be exposed so early.
However, he also realized that the relationship between the Oiran Koinatsu and Scribe was not as ordinary as it seemed on the surface.
Previously, the Scribe had stated that the group was on the same side.
At first, Tanjiro thought it meant that they were all human, and that Tanjiro and Koinatsu were friends he wanted to make.
But now it seems that the relationship is far deeper than I knew.
"I have known of your existence for a long time, including your enemies."
After a pause, Koinatsu continued.
"You're going to hunt ghosts, right?"
Knowing that he could no longer hide it, Tanjiro nodded.
"I admire people like you who can contribute to stability and peace behind the scenes."
Standing up, Koinatsu bowed slightly to Tanjiro.
"I am just a woman without any fighting skills. Even if there is anything suspicious, there is nothing I can do."
Seeing this, Tanjiro quickly comforted him.
"That's something that can't be helped, so please don't be sad."
"I know, I'm used to it."
Koinatsu waved her hand, indicating to Tanjiro that he didn't need to say anything more.
"I just hope you don't die in this battle."
Hearing Koinatsu say that, Tanjiro didn't reply, but just smiled.
In a flash, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Meanwhile, the Scribe also arrived at his destination.
"What a magnificent mansion. That Tengen guy must really like it."
If the surrounding houses are likened to the stars in the sky, then the building in front of you is undoubtedly the only bright moon.
No matter how many stars there are, none are as unique and eye-catching as the bright moon.
"This guy knows how to enjoy himself."
While expressing his feelings, the Scribe remained vigilant.
He sensed several presences.
These auras were far more eerie than those of humans.
In other words, I've come to the right place.
"I knew it, there must be something ghostly here."
Reaching the gate of the mansion, he took a deep breath and then called out.