"We're swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps," Rokuya said calmly. "In this world, there are man-eating monsters called demons. They lurk in the darkness and feed on humans. The Demon Slayer Corps is an organization that exists to slay these demons and protect civilians."
"Demons... eat people..." Mitsuri's eyes widened, and her face paled slightly. She had grown up in peaceful Tokyo Prefecture and had never heard of anything so terrifying.
"Are you scared?" Rokuya asked, watching her reaction without surprise. To ordinary people, the existence of demons was indeed horrifying.
Yet after that brief moment of fear, Mitsuri's gaze gradually grew resolute.
"No... I'm not!" She clenched her fists, her knuckles whitening slightly from the force. "If monsters like that really exist, then my strength... could I use my strength to protect everyone? To protect my family and people who are weak?"
She suddenly raised her head, looking at Rokuya and Obanai with blazing eyes. "I... could I join the Demon Slayer Corps? I want to become stronger! I want to use my strength to protect others!"
Beyond that, Mitsuri secretly had a little plan of her own: if she joined the Demon Slayer Corps, where there were so many formidable swordsmen, perhaps... perhaps she could find an ideal husband who was stronger than her and could accept everything about her?
At that thought, a blush involuntarily rose to her cheeks.
Watching Mitsuri's flickering gaze and faintly flushed cheeks, how could Rokuya, with his keen powers of observation, fail to guess what was going through the girl's mind?
A mischievous smile curled his lips, and he turned to look at Obanai, who sat beside him, still maintaining his cold, aloof demeanor.
"Of course you can join the Demon Slayer Corps. Your constitution is very unusual. If you master a