Changes at the Yorozuya

Duan Mu didn't linger. After stopping the bleeding, he returned to the Yorozuya surrounded by the crowd.

While healing arts could quickly mend injuries, they weren't omnipotent. Complete recovery still required medication.

Although Duan Mu's Yorozuya lacked the Fourth Division's medical equipment and IV drips, he had previously collected a large quantity of herbs from various mountains in Soul Society to create an opportunity to 'coincidentally' meet Unohana Retsu. These were all stored in the shop's warehouse.

As soon as he returned to the Yorozuya, Duan Mu had Uzuki help him select the necessary herbs and began preparing a wound salve to aid in healing.

While mixing the salve, he didn't idle. He used healing arts to briefly treat Habutae and the other person. By the time he finished, it was already late into the night.

"Hoo~~"

He let out a tired sigh and looked at Habutae, who was beside him with a worried expression. "Don't worry, he's tougher than you think."

This Great Villain, named 'Nishijin-ori,' was much more severely injured than Duan Mu. If the same injuries were inflicted on a normal person, they would likely have died already.

But perhaps due to constantly dealing with death, this monster had managed to cling to life, even showing signs of self-healing.

As for Habutae's injuries, apart from losing her left arm, her condition wasn't serious; she had merely lost too much blood.

"Treatment is part of the commission, so I won't charge you extra."

Duan Mu pouted. He wondered if Habutae had planned this in advance. Her commission had stated 'protect the two of them until their boss wakes up,' not 'drive away their pursuers.' This directly prevented Duan Mu from charging extra for medical fees.

After all...

Getting her boss to 'wake up' was also part of the commission.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt he was losing out.

Duan Mu glanced at the bandages wrapped around his chest. If he had known it would be this dangerous, he would have asked for more money.

As if sensing Duan Mu's thoughts, Habutae let out a hearty laugh. "Don't worry, once boss recovers, I'll go get money for you right away. I guarantee it'll be more than enough!"

"Heh heh~"

Duan Mu chuckled and didn't comment further.

How these people got their money had nothing to do with him. As long as he got what he was owed, that was all that mattered. Whether someone else suffered because of it... that was another matter. He wasn't going to concern himself with how these villains made their money.

At most, it would be like Diao Ao and the others; once they left the safe zone, they could do whatever they pleased.

After finishing bandaging Nishijin-ori, Duan Mu left Habutae alone and exited the makeshift infirmary. Calling it an infirmary was a stretch; it was merely a few tables pushed together in a corner of the main hall, sectioned off with old bedsheets.

"Why haven't you guys left yet?"

As Duan Mu lifted the curtain, he was stunned. The main hall was packed with people, even more than when he had first returned.

Besides Iwao and his four followers sitting by the bar, everyone else was craning their necks to peer into the 'infirmary' behind Duan Mu.

Diao Ao was the first to step forward, asking in a hushed voice, "Boss Duan Mu, how is the person inside?"

"What business is it of yours?" Duan Mu squinted. "Did you see him in person and get captivated by his kingly aura, regretting that you refused his recruitment last time?"

"How could that be."

"Then why are you bothering to ask?"

Duan Mu waved his hand with annoyance. "Get out, everyone. The shop is closed, and we only serve drinks, not accommodation." After saying this, Duan Mu scanned the crowd, unable to find the beloved Takahashi-kun.

This made Duan Mu, who had intended to give him a good beating, let out a cold snort.

"How could we not care?"

Diao Ao said excitedly, "That's 'Nishijin-ori'! The Great Villain who has existed the longest in District 80! For him to be so heavily injured, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity... Cough, no, this is big news!"

Duan Mu's gaze turned cold. The more he interacted with them, the more he felt these people had issues with their brains.

It felt like... the more thrilling something was, the more they wanted to do it, completely disregarding the consequences. If it were just that, Duan Mu might have even given them a 'respectful' evaluation. But these scoundrels would then start getting scared afterward, talking about their regrets.

"Get out!"

Duan Mu didn't mince words and directly shooed them away.

Noticing Duan Mu's displeased expression, the people in the bar scattered like a flock of birds.

"You should get some rest too."

Uzuki looked at Duan Mu's complexion, which had returned to its rosy state, and yawned. "I'm going back to rest. I'll come early tomorrow."

"Mm," Duan Mu nodded.

Iwao quickly said, "I'll walk you." With that, he led his four followers out, making Duan Mu roll his eyes. Uzuki lived directly opposite the Yorozuya; what was there to escort?

In the blink of an eye, Duan Mu was the only one left in the shop.

He didn't rush upstairs to rest. Instead, he carefully inspected the interior and exterior of the shop. Although many things had happened today, Duan Mu remembered that Uzuki had mentioned renovating the Yorozuya last night... no, it should be the night before last.

After walking around, Duan Mu noticed that in the backyard, only a small area for storing miscellaneous items remained. The rest of the space had been taken up by the expanded building, making the entire first-floor hall much more spacious.

"Well, it's making use of the waste," Duan Mu muttered to himself. He had originally built this yard for training, but after his strength increased, it was no longer suitable for his practice. Expanding it like this wasn't a problem.

Not only the first floor but also the second floor had been significantly enlarged. Although Duan Mu's bedroom remained in its original location, it formed an 'L' shape. The opening was Duan Mu's bedroom, and the surrounding area was used to accommodate the Yorozuya's business. And as Uzuki had said, the Yorozuya and Duan Mu's bedroom were not directly connected.

The former could only be accessed from the outside, while the latter could only be entered from the first-floor bar. Moreover, Uzuki had thoughtfully installed a partition on the stairs leading from the bar to prevent unauthorized individuals from entering Duan Mu's bedroom.

After inspecting everything, apart from the somewhat crude renovation work, there were no other issues.

"I'll adjust it again in a few days when I have time."

Although Duan Mu was like a hired hand, rushing around everywhere every day, this was his home after all, so it was only natural to make it as beautiful as possible. Iwao and his four younger brothers weren't very skilled.

"Is this place a tavern? Why don't you hang up a sign?"

Habutae's voice came from behind Duan Mu. Turning his head, he saw Habutae lying on a bed made of several tables, still wearing the clothes soaked in blood.

The main reason was that Duan Mu didn't have clothes that fit her body type, but she herself didn't care about comfort.

"It's sort of like that,"

Duan Mu shook his head, not elaborating.

Although he had agreed to Uzuki running a tavern on the first floor, he had one condition: the tavern could only operate in a 'semi-closed' manner. To put it bluntly, it would only accept villains from the later numbered districts and not residents of the stable areas of Rukongai.

Firstly, he didn't want the customers to know each other's identities, and secondly, it was to protect the customers' safety.

Don't be fooled by how well-behaved they all seemed in the tavern, looking friendly. If these guys really got into a conflict with someone and lost their temper, they wouldn't care about the consequences later.

Because of this, when Uzuki first started running the tavern, Duan Mu had asked Iwao to invite Kūkaku, and many 'defensive barriers' and 'offensive spirit crests' were set up near the bar. Duan Mu would replenish the spiritual pressure periodically, and Uzuki only needed to use a little spiritual pressure to activate them.

At the same time, a 'soundproof barrier' was set up throughout the first floor to avoid disturbing the neighbors.

As for security, Iwao was in charge, ensuring that Uzuki could run the tavern with peace of mind.

The leaders of the various factions would also restrain their subordinates. Duan Mu didn't understand the specific details, but it was rumored that the later numbered districts had reached some kind of agreement, treating the tavern as a safe zone. Besides entertainment and relaxation, negotiations and other matters were also conducted in the tavern.

If a truce was reached, they would stay; if not, they would leave the tavern and continue fighting.

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