"No matter what, life is the most important thing."
With a hearty laugh, the Scribe said.
"Of course, life is the most precious thing."
After discussing some other things with Yaozai, the Scribe left.
After the Scribe left, Yaozai thought about it for a long time by himself.
"Yaozai, what's wrong?"
Amane Ubuyashiki walked over, holding a towel in her hand.
He wiped Yaozai's sweat while asking him with concern.
"Is there anything that's bothering you? Should I go find Shinobu and Kanae Kocho to take a look at you?"
"No."
After coughing a few times, Yaozai shook his head and said to Amane Ubuyashiki.
"Amane Ubuyashiki, is Tengen still resting?"
After a moment's thought, Amane Ubuyashiki nodded.
"It must be because the battle in the Entertainment District left him physically and mentally exhausted."
"Even Obanai, who went later, rested for quite a while."
"Is there a new task for him to do?"
At this point, it seemed that Amane Ubuyashiki wanted to persuade Yaozai to choose someone else.
However, as if he knew what Amane Ubuyashiki was going to say, Yaozai shook his head slightly.
"I just need to talk to Tengen about something."
"I'll write a letter right now, and you can take it to him with Kasugai Crow."
Upon hearing this, Amane Ubuyashiki quickly got up and went to prepare paper, pen, and Kasugai Crow.
Looking at the sky outside the window, for some reason, Yaozai felt a pain in his heart.
It's not the kind of physical pain caused by an illness, but a kind of pain caused by the emptiness of the soul after losing some kind of support.
As someone with a certain precognitive ability, he knew very well that his feelings were definitely not a misperception.
In other words, he may lose something extremely precious in the future.
"Mister Scribe, please be sure you're alright."
His fists clenched unconsciously, his eyes filled with a complex expression.
On the other side, after leaving Yaozai's mansion, the Scribe went directly to the Butterfly Mansion.
His purpose in coming here was twofold: first, to have a chat with the Kocho Sisters.
Secondly, he also wanted to see how well Tanjiro and the others were recovering.
It's worth noting that when they parted last time, Tanjiro had fallen into a coma while saving someone.
Even though his body is much stronger than that of ordinary people, his strength is also greater than that of the same period in the original work.
But the intensity of the battle on Entertainment District far exceeded the limits that these little guys could withstand.
Quietly, he entered the Butterfly Mansion, and after turning a corner, the Scribe stood in front of a room.
Chapter 446 Hidden Goto
Just as he was about to open the door and go in, First Form footsteps suddenly sounded.
"Is this feeling... Inosuke?"
Upon realizing who it was, Scribe seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
In a flash, he disappeared from the spot.
Sure enough, shortly after he left, Inosuke sneaked over.
After confirming that no one was around, he quietly pushed open the door and slipped inside.
He thought his actions had gone unnoticed, but to his surprise, the Scribe followed him inside.
Upon entering the room, the Scribe saw Tanjiro lying on the bed.
Tanjiro's complexion had improved considerably, but his eyes remained closed, indicating that he had not yet regained consciousness.
Both arms were covered with IV tubing connected to the IV drip bottles beside the bed.
After Inosuke entered the room, he did not touch Tanjiro.
He simply walked silently to the bedside, squatted down, and whispered.
"Wake up quickly, Gomphrena, wake up quickly."
As he spoke, he seemed to be blowing air out of his mouth.
It looked like the whispers of a bewitching demon.
After muttering to Tanjiro by his bedside for a while, Inosuke probably realized that Tanjiro wasn't responding.
Undeterred, he did a backflip to the corner of the wall, then climbed up to the ceiling by hugging the wall.
After moving directly above the bed, he gripped the wooden beams with both hands and feet and continued speaking.
"Wake up, wake up~"
Every now and then, Inosuke would hang upside down above Tanjiro, with his hood only a few centimeters away from the unconscious Tanjiro.
Seeing this, the Scribe couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Who goes there?!"
With his exceptionally keen senses, Inosuke turned his head instantly, only to find that there was no one in that spot.
Just as he was wondering, a large hand grabbed his shoulder.
A tremendous force came, and no matter how Inosuke struggled, he could not get rid of that hand.
"You little rascal, all you ever do is pull off weird and weird things."
With a smile, the Scribe pulled Inosuke down from the ceiling.
"The Mister Scribe?!"
At this moment, Inosuke realized that it was actually the Scribe had returned.
When did you get back?
"Just now."
Grabbing one of his arms, Scribe opened the door and dragged Inosuke outside.
"Tanjiro hasn't even recovered yet, why are you going in and disturbing him?"
"When we were in the mountains, many animals would wake up their companions in this way."
With a sharp slap on Inosuke's head, the Scribe said with a hint of helplessness.
"That's him sleeping. Tanjiro is unconscious, understand?"
"Is there any difference? They'll both be fine in a little while."
With his head tilted to the side, a question mark seemed to appear on Inosuke's head.
Realizing that he couldn't explain the matter to him clearly, the Scribe changed the subject.
Compared to Tanjiro, Inosuke and Zenitsu's injuries were relatively minor.
Therefore, the two, who had recovered, resumed their ghost-hunting activities as early as half a month ago.
For example, Inosuke, who just returned from a mission yesterday, took this opportunity during his break to "visit" Tanjiro.
As for Zenitsu, I heard he went deep into the snowy mountains to hunt demons.
The round trip alone will probably take more than a month.
Upon hearing this, the Scribe couldn't help but imagine Zenitsu clinging to a large tree, refusing to participate in the mission.
"Speaking of which, where is Mitsu? I haven't seen her."
"Mitsu, is that the old woman you're talking about?"
After scratching his ear and thinking for a moment, Inosuke answered.
"The owner here performed some examinations on her, obtained some data, and then let her leave."
He frowned, but Scribe said nothing.
He wasn't worried about the Demon Slayer Corps Base or anything like that being exposed; after all, the Kocho Sisters wouldn't make such a basic mistake.
Scribe was worried about was whether Mitsu would be captured by those guys trying to find out the truth about the Red-light District Incident after he left.
As the mistress of a "house," Mitsu undoubtedly possesses great value for examination.
Don't even mention that she could keep a secret and refuse to tell anyone; just seeing the execution scene would probably terrify her.
Just as the Scribe was pondering how to reduce the risk of exposure, two more footsteps approached.
Looking back, there were the Kocho Sisters.
"The Mister Scribe?"
"The Scribe?"
Kanae Kocho was pleasantly surprised to see the Scribe appear.
Although Ren quickly turned her head away, it was clear that she was very happy.
"Hey, I'm back."
After greeting the two, the Scribe inquired.
"Are you here to see Tanjiro?"
"Yes."
Nodding, Kanae Kocho explained.
"He has been in a coma for more than a month. We check him up every now and then to make sure there are no major problems."
Upon hearing this, the Scribe stepped aside, gesturing for the two to enter.
After the two women finished examining Tanjiro, the Scribe glanced at the final result.
"His physical recovery is going well, but his consciousness is still in a deep state and there are no signs of recovery so far."
With a sigh, Kanae Kocho said as she packed her things.
"Tanjiro's current condition is like that of someone who has been struck on the head and fallen into a coma."
"But didn't Inosuke and the others say that Tanjiro fainted because he was saving someone?"
The Scribe shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.
He couldn't very well tell the Kocho Sisters that Tanjiro was having a dream.
A dream about his ancestors and his teacher.
"Don't worry, he might wake up tomorrow."
"I hope so."
With a helpless expression, Kanae Kocho knew that there was no use in being anxious in this situation.
In the evening, at the invitation of the Kocho Sisters, the Scribe stayed at the Butterfly Mansion for dinner.
Throughout the process, Kanzaki Aoi kept thanking the Scribe.
In her view, the Scribe and the others went in her place, which led to the current situation.
"There's nothing to apologize for. Whether it's me or Tanjiro, we all made our own choices."
Scribe patted Aoi's head and comforted her.
"Since we have made our own choices, we must bear the corresponding risks and consequences."