"Have you been spending too much time with Sanemi? Even your temper has become a bit irritable."
After saying that, he patted Kuang Jin on the shoulder and continued walking deeper into the area.
"No need to see me off. After all, I was once a part of this place too."
Watching the Scribe's figure disappear, Kuronose Chikan fell into a long silence.
The journey then went more smoothly, and no more swordsmen recognized the Scribe's identity.
Finally, he stopped in front of a large house.
Is Yaozai inside?
The two swordsmen on guard were stunned for a moment, and one of them spoke subconsciously.
"Exist..."
Before he could finish speaking, his companion nudged his waist, so he quickly changed his words.
"Who are you? What are you doing here? Did the Master send you?"
"It's fine if he's inside. I'll go in and find him."
Ignoring the swordsman's problem, the Scribe vanished from his spot in a flash.
Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed past like lightning and entered the mansion.
"Protect our Oyakata-sama at once!"
Realizing that the man from before had entered the courtyard, the two swordsmen shouted and prepared to rush in.
Just then, a woman's voice came and stopped them.
"Let him in. I'll take responsibility if anything happens."
Not far away, Shinobu Butterfly's figure quietly appeared.
"It's Lord Insect Hashira, you've arrived."
"Since you say so, sir, then we believe you."
Nodding slightly, Ren took a running start in place and, after a few jumps, entered the courtyard.
The two swordsmen exchanged a glance, then returned to their respective posts.
After an unknown amount of time, one of them suddenly spoke.
"I have a feeling that something is not right."
"Are you trying to say that Lord Shinobu also wants to imitate that person and climb over the wall to get in?"
"Yes, normally we shouldn't go through the main entrance."
After a brief exchange, all that remained was endless awkwardness.
The previous unnamed man was one thing, but Shinobu Butterfly, a Pillar-level member of the Demon Slayer Corps, also used similar methods.
It's as if they're saying that it doesn't matter whether the two of them are in front of the door or not.
Inside the mansion.
After a quick look around, the Scribe found Ubuyashiki Kagaya in one of the rooms.
Beside him, Amane Ubuyashiki was wiping the sweat from her forehead with a towel.
Upon seeing the burned man in front of her, Amane Ubuyashiki's first reaction was to throw the towel in her hand away.
However, Yaozai spoke up in time and stopped her.
"Stop, Amane Ubuyashiki."
A hint of joy appeared on his pale face. Yaozai coughed a few times and said softly.
"He is the Mister Scribe."
"It's been a long time, Yaozai. It's not nice to say this, but you're about to die."
"Hehe, I was already prepared."
He gestured for Amane Ubuyashiki to help him up, Yaozai forced himself to sit up straight and looked at the Scribe.
"Welcome back, sir."
No, you're mistaken.
The Scribe shook his head.
"I'm not here to rejoin the team; I have other things to do."
Chapter 570 Tengen Uzui Severely Injured
"Something else?"
A look of surprise flashed across his face, Yaozai quickly asked.
Is there anything I can do to help you?
"Living well is the greatest help you can give me."
After saying that, the Scribe sat down to the side, leaned against the wall, and rested.
"Your doctor has arrived."
Shortly after the Scribe finished speaking, Shinobu Butterfly's voice came from outside the room.
Amane Ubuyashiki stepped forward, opened the door, and brought Shinobu Butterfly inside.
As soon as he entered, Ren saw Scribe.
"The Scribe ..."
She started to speak instinctively, but before she could finish, she realized she still had a task to complete.
"My Master, I will prepare the medicine for you right away."
He quickly approached Yaozai and took the medicine box off his body.
Upon opening, it was found to be filled with various medicines.
Turning to look at Amane Ubuyashiki, he asked with relentless patience.
"How has your health been lately, my Master?"
"Not good."
Feeling somewhat down, Amane Ubuyashiki shook her head slightly and said.
"Yaozai's health is deteriorating day by day."
"Don't worry, I can still manage."
He tried to comfort his wife, but as soon as he finished speaking, Yaozai coughed up several mouthfuls of blood again.
Seeing this, Ren quickly fed him a dose of medicine.
His complexion improved slightly, and Yaozai's breathing became smoother.
During this time, Shinobu began to combine other medicines and potions together.
Surprisingly, Ren, who is usually very strict with himself, made several mistakes today.
If Amane Ubuyashiki hadn't been so perceptive in noticing something was wrong, it might have led to a major disaster.
"Your mind is not at peace, be patient."
"I'm very sorry, my Master."
He lowered his head, his voice filled with apology.
"I don't know what's wrong with me today, I just feel like something's not right."
At this moment, the Scribe, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.
"It's because of me, isn't it?"
Opening her eyes, Scribe looked at Shinobu Butterfly.
"Patience, I always keep my word."
"No matter how much you beg, I will not return to the Demon Slayer Corps."
Upon hearing this, Shinobu Butterfly's face turned several shades paler.
Yaozai, whose complexion had barely improved, clenched his fists and remained silent.
Amane Ubuyashiki lowered her head, a hint of apology on her face.
After all, she knew why Scribe would say such a thing.
"However, you can rest assured."
The conversation suddenly shifted, Scribe smiled slightly.
"I promised you I would help you once, and I will definitely help you."
"And this time, I will end this struggle that has lasted for thousands of years."
"Everything will come to a perfect end."
Upon hearing this, Shinobu Butterfly's face gradually flushed.
Yaozai's clenched fist gradually loosened, and Amane Ubuyashiki's head was raised again.
After the Scribe reminded Ren a few more times, she finally stopped making mistakes.
Finally, Yaozai took the prepared medicine.
"You two, go out for a bit."
After drinking the medicine, he waved his hand, signaling Ren and Amane Ubuyashiki to leave for a moment.
"I have something to discuss with the Mister Scribe."
"Good."
The two women nodded, neither of them having any objections.
However, while packing the medicine box, Ren would occasionally glance at Scribe.
Whenever the Scribe noticed her gaze, she would quickly look away.
Watching the two women leave the room, Scribe turned his gaze to Yaozai and said.
Is there anything you want to tell me?
"Mister Scribe, is Muzan coming to see me?"
Upon hearing this, the Scribe fell silent.
After several seconds, he spoke again.
How did you guess that?
"Because you just said that I need to live well."
He coughed lightly twice, and a wry smile appeared on Yaozai's face.
"Based on my guess, you intend to use me as bait."
"Besides Oyakata-sama the Demon Slayer Corps, Ubuyashiki Kagaya's only other useful identity is that of the head of the Ubuyashiki Family."
"And the only one who can let me be the bait and you be the catcher is him."
By nodding, the Scribe tacitly agreed with Yaozai.
Upon hearing the Scribe's approval, Yaozai's tone became excited.
"I'm not afraid to die, as long as you kill him, give me this..."
But before he could finish speaking, the Scribe interrupted him.
"You will not die, because I am here."
Raising his head, the Scribe looked directly into Yaozai's eyes.
"I will end his life myself."