Feeling everyone's eyes on her, Mitsuri quickly blushed, then covered her face in embarrassment and murmured, "Sorry..."
At that, everyone stopped focusing on her.
Obanai looked at Sanemi. Sanemi's explanation had left him rather speechless. Their personalities were fairly similar, and he readily admitted that the two of them often bullied lower-ranking swordsmen.
So when he heard Sanemi say that, he couldn't tell whether Sanemi genuinely saw himself that way or was simply making excuses.
"Are you serious?"
Obanai asked, looking at Sanemi.
Sanemi knew perfectly well how others saw him. He had certainly bullied plenty of lower-ranking swordsmen himself, just not as many as Obanai.
Mitsuri's failure to contain her reaction earlier had left his face feeling a little hot.
"Of course."
But he had already committed himself, so Sanemi decided to keep stubbornly denying it.
Obanai had nothing more to say to that.
Then Sanemi turned around, put on a cold expression, and said to Genya, "Don't flatter yourself.
"And a piece of trash like you, who can't even use a Breathing Style, has no business being in the Demon Slayer Corps. I'd advise you to quit as soon as possible. Otherwise..."
Chiba Yo's explanation had told Sanemi why Genya was here. He suspected they were about to undertake some dangerous mission, so he didn't particularly want Genya taking part.
Though he claimed he no longer acknowledged Genya as his younger brother, Sanemi had privately asked around about him quite a bit. He also knew that Genya couldn't use a Breathing Style, but that information was somewhat out of date.
"Brother, I've already learned a Breathing Style, and I even fought Upper Rank Four this time! I'm not weak anymore! I don't want to spend my whole life under your protection. I want to help you too! I