The atmosphere finally relaxed completely.
Gyomei had already begun chatting with Sayo.
From what the Great Monk said, he seemed to want to take her away from here.
That was understandable, though.
Anyone who saw a child they had once cared for living in such terrible conditions would want to get her out.
Besides, the once-penniless monk was no longer short of money.
As one of the Demon Slayer Corps' Nine Hashira, he could easily open another sizable temple if he wanted.
They were simply discussing whether she should first go to the Northern Borderlands with Xia Xi or follow Gyomei to the South.
In the Great Monk's view, the Northern Region under Xia Xi's management was much safer than his own area.
Meanwhile, Yan Zi poked Xia Xi.
"Um, Benefactor Kurumaji... is your Demon Slayer Corps still recruiting?"
The Dawn Hashira looked at the street girl.
She looked a little uneasy, but still worked up the nerve to ask, "Fighting demons should pay pretty well, right?"
Xia Xi had thought she merely wanted to leave this impoverished place.
He had not expected the girl to be so ambitious that she wanted to join the Demon Slayer Corps outright.
"What? Short of money?"
"It's not really that..." Yan Zi grew a little embarrassed under Xia Xi's gaze. "All right, I do want to make a lot of money."
"You haven't run up a debt around here, have you? How much?"
The street girl hurriedly shook her head.
"I don't touch that gambling stuff."
"It's a house. A house!"
She said earnestly, "If I leave with Sayo, of course I'd want us to have a home of our own out there."
"We can't keep troubling other people."
"But whether it's Tokyo or any other big city, buying a house costs a