Inosuke looked utterly bewildered. He scratched hard at the boar fur on his mask. "What's cross-dressing? Can you eat it? Or is it some new way of fighting? I'm the king of the mountain! As long as I get to fight, I don't care what I wear!"
Tanjiro's face turned bright red. He waved his hands frantically and kept backing away. "Um... Lord Tengen... Mr. Rokuya... isn't this plan a little too risky? Our voices and builds will give the three of us away easily. And I... I'm really not very good at pretending to be a girl."
Watching the three boys' intense reactions, Tengen clicked his tongue impatiently.
"What are you making all this noise for? This is a mission! What's a little sacrifice when we're gathering intelligence?" Tengen planted his hands on his hips and scolded them loudly. "I've already made the arrangements. Someone will meet us when we get there. All you have to do is behave and follow instructions!"
Zenitsu was still struggling and protesting desperately, and the racket made Rokuya's head ache. Just then, Shinobu Kocho, who had been walking silently at the rear, came over. She looked at the noisy trio, then at Tengen's helpless expression, and another sly smile curled her lips.
"If we need disguises, leave this to me." Shinobu's voice was gentle, but it carried a firmness that brooked no refusal.
Everyone fell silent, their gazes all settling on Shinobu.
Shinobu took several small makeup cases from her pocket. She had originally prepared them as emergency supplies for this mission, never expecting to need them so soon. Her eyes shone as she looked at Tanjiro and the others, as though she had found three interesting test subjects.
"I know quite a bit about makeup, you know. I guarantee I'll make you