She Was a Demon!

"...All right."

The proprietress sighed inwardly, but in the end, she answered and turned to leave.

Daki smiled, turning to look at herself in the mirror. A meal had appeared before nightfall, and her mood immediately improved. She instructed several young girls to tidy up the room.

Once everything had been put in order, she sat down beside a low tea table in the middle of the room. Then there came another knock at the door.

"Lady Warabihime, the guest has arrived."

A young maid's somewhat nervous voice came from outside.

"Come in."

Daki called out.

The door opened. The young maids waiting outside all bowed to Feng Ye as he entered, then carefully withdrew and closed the door behind them.

The instant Feng Ye entered the room, Daki's eyes lit up.

She had initially wondered whether the proprietress had exaggerated, but now it seemed there had not been the slightest exaggeration. Let alone the proprietress, even among everyone Daki had encountered over the past several centuries, no one could compare to Feng Ye in terms of bearing.

Only Muzan, the King of Demons, with his noble and composed demeanor, seemed capable of measuring up to the man before her.

"Hello, I am Warabihime. May I ask how I should address you, sir?"

The smile on Daki's face deepened, and her voice became much gentler as she greeted Feng Ye.

Feng Ye sat down across from Daki and seemed to ponder for a moment. "A form of address? Hmm... the Fifth Hokage, the legend of the Grand Line, an S-Class hero, the Hollow King, the Soul King..."

Daki's expression froze for a moment.

But she quickly smiled, picked up the teapot, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him. "You have so many titles? I don't understand