Mitsuri: Want to Soak in the Hot Springs Together? / Shinazugawa Genya
"I need to see 120 pieces of material in three days."
"Good."
Nodding, the visitor didn't waste any more words, turned and left the room.
Under the lamplight, a middle-aged man's face was filled with excitement.
"Soon, the Shinri Family will dominate this land!"
Chapter 453 Mitsuri: Shall we go to the hot springs together?
The flames on the ground gradually died down, and the black residue drifted away in the wind, disappearing into the distance.
The acrid smell in the air gradually dissipated.
After sheathing his Nichirin Blade, the Scribe then put his hand in his mouth and blew hard.
"Shh!"
At the same time, a scream came from not far away.
Immediately afterwards, a black figure flew out like lightning and landed on the Scribe's shoulder.
"Gentlemen."
Black Feather nuzzled Scribe's hair with her head and said.
Are you going to write a letter?
"Um."
Nodding, the Scribe opened a small bag on Black Feather's back.
Since the "Red-light District Incident", the Scribe has equipped Black Feather with this item.
Besides some paper and pens, there were also some high-calorie foods and drinking water inside.
Taking out his writing tools, the Scribe sat on a rock and recounted what had just happened in the simplest terms.
In the letter, he further pointed out the conjecture that "brain food" may not actually be dead.
More importantly, he hoped that Yaozai would investigate the members of the Demon Slayer Corps to prevent a recurrence of today's incident.
"You must deliver it to Yaozai as quickly as possible."
Black Feather nodded, sensing the seriousness in Scribe's words.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
After saying that, it transformed into a black streak of light and flew into the sky.
After Black Feather left, Scribe did not stay in the same place, but followed the previous route to the next location.
Upon arrival, the hidden members at the next location were naturally very puzzled.
"I told him to go back first."
Regarding the matter of "brain food," Scribe does not want too many people to know for the time being.
Naturally, he chose to evade the question.
Fortunately, the members of Yin did not think much of the Scribe.
They all know how to get to the Swordsmith Village; their guidance is mostly just a formality.
Please follow me.
Without much thought, the hidden man chose to believe the Scribe.
For the rest of the journey, the Scribe moved between each point.
Finally, he arrived at his destination.
"This is the village. I'll be going now. You should get some rest."
The woman from Yin bowed to the Scribe and then prepared to leave.
"Thanks for your hard work."
After watching the other party leave, the Scribe looked around at the village in front of him.
Most of the buildings in the village are two to three stories high, with only a few buildings being relatively tall.
Not far away, a winding path meanders up the mountain.
"Let's go find the village chief first, and then we can go soak in the hot springs later."
"I remember, turn left ahead, and then go straight, and that's his house."
With that thought in mind, the Scribe took a step forward.
Soon, he met the village chief, Tetsukawara Tessen.
At the Scribe's request, there was no third person in the room besides the two of them.
"Mister Scribe, welcome."
"Long time no see, Tiezhen."
Compared to when we last met, Tetsukawara Tessen looks much older now.
Despite wearing a mask, his gray hair and exposed hands and feet suggested that he was quite old.
"Forgive me for being old; I've forgotten what you came from last time."
"It's alright."
Scribe waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous.
"I am the shortest person in the whole village, but the most skilled. In short, I am the most amazing!"
As she spoke, Tiezhen pointed to the tatami mats.
"So your head should at least be lowered to the tatami mat."
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that the person opposite him was not an ordinary visitor.
"Huh? Did I just say something?"
Watching him frantically touch his face, Scribe simply shook his head slightly and said nothing.
It's normal to develop some illnesses as you get older.
"Alright, I did come here today because I have something to tell you."
Then, the Scribe told Tiezhen about the "brain food".
As the village chief of the Swordsmith Village and one of the few remaining swordsmiths, Tie Zhen was qualified to know about this matter.
After listening, Tie Zhen, who had been laughing and joking, became serious.
"You mean there might be similar people among the swordsmiths?"
"Yes, but this is just my guess. You'll need to send someone to investigate."
Scribe wanted to do this himself, but considering that the nature of the swordsmiths and the Demon Slayer Corps was different, he finally decided to hand it over to Tetsujin.
As the village chief, he held immense prestige and influence within the village.
Organizing a "physical examination" for all the knife makers should not be a difficult task.
"I understand. I will take care of it."
Tie Zhen wasn't stupid; she naturally knew that the existence of "brain food" was a disaster for any organization.
"However, we don't seem to have a good way to judge."
I know what you're worried about.
Scribe took a piece of paper, drew a picture on it, and then pushed it in front of Tiezhen.
"The parasites of brain food reside inside the skull, so they leave marks around the brow."
"If you look closely, you can see the clues."
"During the examination, you can also use the excuse of 'whether you have a headache' to make a judgment by touching the affected area closely."
Nodding, Tie Zhen put the paper into his pocket and said nothing more.
"I'll be watching from the sidelines while you begin, in case anything unexpected happens."
"Then I'll leave it to you!"
With a shudder, Tiezhen then slammed her head against the tatami mat, giving it a heavy thud.
After discussing other matters with Tie Zhen, Scribe left.
Although the "inspection" needs to be done quickly, I feel that we can't rush it.
If they sense something is wrong, they might do something desperate.
After all, even a rabbit will bite when cornered.
Moreover, the danger of eating brains is many times greater than that of eating a rabbit.
Taking a deep breath, Scribe walked towards the mountain not far away.
He plans to soak in a hot spring to relax and, at the same time, properly plan his next steps.
"Oh, the Mister Scribe?"
Scribe had only walked halfway when he heard someone calling him from behind.
Looking back, she saw Kanroji Mitsuri running towards her.
"Are you here to soak in the hot springs too?!"
Mitsuri hugged the Scribe's head tightly, looking extremely excited.
"I've been here for a long time, but I haven't met many acquaintances to chat with."
"I'm so happy to see the Mister Scribe now."
"...￥#...%*..."
With his mouth and nose blocked, the Scribe uttered First Form unintelligible words, which puzzled Mitsuri.
What are you saying?
With a strong struggle, Scribe managed to pull his head out of Mitsuri's embrace.
"I almost suffocated."
Shaking his head and taking a few deep breaths, Scribe, who hadn't quite reacted yet, heard Mitsuri's invitation.
"If Mister Scribe also wants to soak in the hot springs, why don't we go together?"
Chapter 454 Genya Shinazugawa
Scribe's lips twitched violently, and she subconsciously wondered if she had misheard.
But judging from Mitsuri's expression, she was extremely serious and definitely not joking.
He shrugged and said.
"Sure."
"Yay!"
Upon hearing that the Scribe had agreed, Kanroji Mitsuri jumped up excitedly.
Carrying towels and other items for soaking in the hot spring, the two walked together towards the mountain.
"Is this the village's hot spring? It's huge!"
Before long, a huge hot spring appeared before them.
A wisp of white smoke swirled around, and the surrounding stones were covered in water stains.
Water droplets still clung to the emerald green leaves, falling occasionally and dissolving into the water with a "drip-drip" sound.
There is a huge rock in the middle, which divides the hot spring into two areas.
"It's pretty good."