Shinobu Kocho clenched her fists in anger.
But in the end, she could only bite her lip and reply, "Got it. I'll come out in a moment!"
It was Su Chen's first time seeing Shinobu Kocho angry.
Her cheeks were puffed out, and her neck was as red as a duck's neck.
The corners of Su Chen's mouth lifted unconsciously.
It seemed she was gradually letting her guard down around him.
The smile that had vanished from her face was the best proof.
Su Chen thought no more of it, turned, and gently pushed the door open.
He returned to the competition area.
Meanwhile.
At Shinazugawa's training area.
The Demon Slayer Corps' Wind Hashira was hard at work providing massages.
Just moments earlier, Shinazugawa had chatted briefly with the five of them.
He had learned their names.
First, there was no need to dwell on Inosuke Hashibira.
The Wind Hashira had dragged him over to fill out the numbers. He was essentially a mascot.
The Wind Hashira's primary focus was the four brothers before him.
They had volunteered to join his team, and their names were Tomioka Dairo, Tomioka Jiro, Tomioka Saburo, and Tomioka Kotaro.
The four brothers had originally lived in the mountains and only joined the Demon Slayer Corps after demons killed their family one day.
They feared demons, but they also hated them to their very bones!
But today, they had witnessed something even more terrifying than demons!
Shinazugawa's massages!
Shinazugawa amiably shoved his face right up against Tomioka Dairo's and asked kindly, "What's wrong? Do you think there's a problem somewhere?"
Tomioka Dairo trembled as he said, "No, Lord Wind Hashira."
"No?" Shinazugawa smiled warmly.
Then he pointed toward Su Chen's and Kyojuro's areas and roared, "Then why do you keep staring at everyone else?