Upon discovering that the person calling him was the Scribe, Genya Shinazugawa's expression instantly underwent a complete 180-degree change.
"Well, it's been a long time, Mister Scribe."
He was speaking haltingly, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor.
For Genya Shinazugawa, the Scribe was not only the benefactor who saved his whole family from the demons.
More importantly, I can feel the aura of an "elder brother" from him.
His own biological brother, now the Wind Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps, Sanemi Shinazugawa, is often busy hunting demons and other matters.
The time available to go home and visit family is naturally very limited.
The Scribe, on the other hand, would often visit with fruit and gifts.
Buy some small toys for your younger siblings and tell them some interesting stories about the outside world.
Or bring some nutritional supplements for your mother, or a few new clothes.
During holidays and festivals, they would send a generous gift package.
Even when he is unable to come in person due to other commitments, he will still send someone to deliver it.
In Genya Shinazugawa's view, the Scribe undoubtedly became the model for an "elder brother".
He admired the Scribe, took him as his Scribe model, and longed to become a person like the Scribe.
"It really has been a long time."
With a smile, the Scribe said.
"Don't be so nervous when you speak, we're not strangers."
"OK."
Taking a deep breath, Genya Shinazugawa gradually calmed his excited heart.
At that moment, he felt absolutely right about his decision to come to the Swordsmith Village.
"Great, the Mister Scribe is here too, I can take this opportunity..."
Just as he was pondering what to do, a beautiful figure appeared in front of him.
"Hello, Genya Shinazugawa, I'm Kanroji Mitsuri, your brother's colleague."
Mitsuri gave Genya Shinazugawa a friendly smile, seemingly wanting to build a good relationship with him.
However, she was met with Genya Shinazugawa's cold face.
"Huh? Woman, who are you? I don't know you."
Startled for a moment, Mitsuri blinked and pointed to herself.
Didn't I just say my name?
Looking at the Scribe, a huge question mark seemed to rise above her head.
That's just how he is.
The Scribe waved his hand, unsure how to explain.
All he could do was try to persuade Mitsuri and tell her that she would get used to it.
"What Mitsuri or Mitsuri, I don't know her."
He scratched his ear and said Genya Shinazugawa.
"If you have nothing else to do, please don't bother Mister Scribe and me."
"Wait a moment."
Pouting, Mitsuri said somewhat petulantly.
"I am a Pillar, you know, the Love Hashira Kanroji Mitsuri, don't you know that?"
"Are you 'Zhu'?"
Upon hearing this, Genya Shinazugawa's gaze toward Mitsuri suddenly turned strange.
Just when Mitsuri thought he had finally recognized her, the latter shook his head and frowned.
"I don't know you. You're pretending, aren't you?"
"..."
Speechless for a moment, Mitsuri seemed unable to withstand the successive blows.
"Mister Scribe, I..."
Clutching at Scribe's sleeve, Mitsuri looked like she was about to cry.
"I am 'Pillar,' why don't some people recognize me?"
"I've tried so hard, but he... he's so mean."
Scribe quickly patted Mitsuri's head and comforted her.
"Okay, okay, I know Mitsuri has already tried her best."
While comforting her, Scribe also spoke to Genya Shinazugawa beside her.
"You're going to soak in the hot springs, right? Come find me after you're done."
Nodding, Genya Shinazugawa didn't say anything more.
"What a strange woman, she's wasting my time with the Mister Scribe."
After muttering something to himself, Genya Shinazugawa continued walking up the mountain.
It took a while for Kanroji Mitsuri to calm down.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore. I promise you, the next person you meet will definitely recognize you."
"Really?"
"Of course, and he's someone you know."
With a mysterious smile on his face, Scribe calculated the time in his mind and said.
"Moreover, there will be several people."
"Yay!"
Having regained her energy, Mitsuri quickly pulled Scribe and ran down the mountain.
She had just run down the mountain when she saw two familiar figures.
"Tanjiro, Nezuko!"
Happy, Mitsuri waved to the two of them, her expression becoming very excited.
But at that moment, a third figure appeared in her sight.
"No way! How can she, a girl, soak in the hot springs with us?!"
"No, I absolutely will not allow it."
His face turned as red as a monkey's bottom, Tokito Ichiro shook his head desperately, refusing with both words and actions.
"If she insists on going to the hot springs, I'll wait until she's done before I go!"
Seeing this, Scribe suddenly felt like laughing.
Even the cunning Uichirou can be shy at times.
Chapter 456 Kanroji Mitsuri Confesses
After a little inquiry, the Scribe understood why they had stopped there.
The reason is simple: can Nezuko go to the hot springs with Tanjiro and Uichirou?
Shrugging, the Scribe didn't want to get too involved in this kind of thing.
"You young people should 'do your research' properly."
As he spoke, the Scribe led Kanroji Mitsuri away.
The three people who hoped he could uphold justice seemed to have a change of topic after witnessing this scene.
"The Mister Scribe is definitely on our side."
"How could you two pigs possibly gain the Mister Scribe's approval?"
The heated argument continued until dinner time, and when Scribe saw the three of them again, their bickering had not stopped.
"I%* (￥%) "
"You two...￥%%...￥"
While serving Mitsuri rice, Scribe watched the three of them "perform" a sitcom.
Unfortunately, Genya Shinazugawa did not come to see Scribe after dinner, and it is unknown whether there was something else going on.
"Alright, you lot, stop arguing."
With a clap of his hands, the Scribe suggested that the group go for a walk.
"Go out and see the beautiful moon and the starry sky, and forget about today's unpleasantness."
Upon hearing this, Tanjiro and the others did not refuse.
With the help of the Scribe, the relationship between Tanjiro and the other two finally improved considerably.
Suddenly, Tokito Ichiro spoke up and asked.
"Tanjiro, why did you join the Demon Slayer Corps?"
In his view, Tanjiro, a man with a happy family and many siblings, should not enter the dark "underworld".
"For what?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Tanjiro shouted.
"To protect the rest of the world, so that they will not suffer from Muzan and the demons."
Upon hearing this answer, Uichirou's body visibly trembled.
"Really?"
A slight smile played on his lips; he hadn't expected to hear such an answer from Tanjiro.
There may be many reasons why I and Muiichiro joined the Demon Slayer Corps.
But many others, like Tanjiro, also hope to protect more people with their own strength.
Only by experiencing a confrontation with ghosts can one truly understand their terror and danger.
It is precisely because of this that one can firmly uphold one's beliefs.
"And Uichirou? Why did you join the Demon Slayer Corps?"
"I?"
Just as he was about to speak, Uichirou changed the subject and said with disdain.
"Someone who isn't even a Class A has no right to know my reasons."
Although this statement sounds heartless, it also hints at something about Tanjiro.
Once he becomes Ranked Corps Member, I will tell him.
"Yes, I will definitely work even harder!"
With a burning gaze, Tanjiro's face was full of seriousness.
"In the previous battle in the Entertainment District, we were able to win thanks to the help of Pillar and Mister Scribe."
"But from now on, I will train hard, just to defeat Kibutsuji Muzan!"
The curve of his lips grew wider and wider, and it seemed that Uichirou saw the shadow of his younger brother in Tanjiro.
"Things aren't just said; you have to do them yourself." - Kanshula
With a laugh, the Scribe patted Tanjiro on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Speaking of which, why did Mitsuri Kanroji join the Demon Slayer Corps in the first place?"