Along the way, Nezuko carried and hugged a large bundle of things as she walked home, her feelings almost beyond description.
The thought that the Demon had bought so many things to visit her family for her sake made Nezuko feel as though the sky were falling.
If she refused-
How could she dare refuse? After all, if this Demon became angry-
But if she agreed, wouldn't that mean becoming a Demon's wife?
If she became a Demon's wife, and they had children someday-
Would those children be demon children?
All at once, she felt as though her head were about to start smoking. Her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help glancing back at the Demon.
Actually, the Demon looked rather decent. He was much taller than the people here, and sturdier, too. There was also something special about him that she couldn't describe. She felt that, if he weren't a demon, it wouldn't actually be so hard to accept.
But-a demon!
Su Mu had no idea Nezuko was thinking so much, or that her thoughts were straying further and further off course. To him, bringing a few things when visiting someone's home was simply a casual gesture.
He held Kanao's hand and chatted, occasionally looking around.
The farther he followed Nezuko, the worse their surroundings became.
Each house he saw was more dilapidated than the last. A thick stench hung in the air. Excrement lay scattered along the roadside, and wastewater thrown onto the ground gave off a pungent smell.
There were children around, most of them rather thin and frail. They appeared to be living poorly. Adults also appeared in the houses, but most were similarly thin. Many looked at him, an outsider, with unfriendly eyes. Some even showed unmistakable malice and greed.
As they passed one house,