Following Shinobu Kocho's directions, Kanzaki Kumo carried her on his back to an inn whose facade alone made it clear that a stay would not come cheap.
"Hmm..."
"Hmm..."
Both Kanzaki Kumo and Shinobu Kocho murmured in puzzlement, though for different reasons.
For the former, an inn decorated to this standard would have made sense in a bustling urban district like Asakusa, but in a small town like this, and not even in its center, it looked strange no matter how he considered it.
Of course, what puzzled Kanzaki Kumo even more, to the point of finding it rather odd, was why Shinobu Kocho had brought him here.
Wasn't it a little early in the morning to get a room? Besides, neither of them was old enough yet.
Shinobu Kocho, meanwhile, was wondering how her family's once ordinary clinic had been remodeled into this in just a few years.
After turning it over in his mind, Kanzaki Kumo finally voiced his question.
Not the one about getting a room, of course.
"So, does this place hold some childhood memories for you?"
Shinobu Kocho nodded.
"Mm... you could say that. At least, three years ago, this was still an ordinary clinic. When our family left, the Demon Slayer Corps bought it for fifty percent above market price. They bought our house in the village back then, too."
"I just didn't expect it to turn into this in only three years. If I remember correctly, there used to be two restaurants and a few small shops around the clinic. It looks like they bought all of those, too."
Just then, a staff member inside noticed the two of them at the entrance.
After all, given how lavishly the inn was decorated, the townspeople almost never lingered outside, making the pair standing at