Demon Slayer: I advise Wuzan to abandon evil and become a good person

Aoki Teruo tried to struggle with his arm, but couldn't get rid of it...

The two were relatively speechless.

In just a moment, they arrived at the courtyard where the wedding banquet was prepared yesterday.

At this time, the courtyard, which was neither too big nor too small, had been completely decorated with lights and decorations.

The courtyard is carefully decorated, with a vermilion torii gate standing at the entrance, as if guarding this sacred space.

Brightly colored painted horses are hung on both sides of the porch, filled with people's good wishes for the newlyweds.

Several cherry trees in the courtyard are in bloom with gorgeous flowers, and the pink and white petals fall like snow, covering the ground with a dreamy flower carpet.

Under the eaves, rows of colorful paper lanterns are hung. When the breeze blows, the lanterns sway gently, and the light and shadows are intertwined, creating a dreamlike scene.

Aoki Teruo leaned over to Muzan's ear outside the door and whispered, "There are so many people, can you let go now?"

"Okay." Having said that, Muzan immediately let go of the hand he was holding and showed an innocent expression.

The two men walked into the courtyard, crossed the winding stone path, and under the guidance of the owner of the courtyard, sat down at the table provided for outsiders.

"This is a little gift from us to you." After saying that, Teruo Aoki handed over the stack of money in his hand.

The host just said something polite and then accepted it. This was a gift from the guests, a blessing to the newlyweds, so there was no reason to refuse it.

Teruo Aoki also just found out that the bride and groom had already finished their wedding ceremony during the day and were now entertaining the guests.

It’s not his fault that he doesn’t know these things. After all, the customs in each region are different and it’s difficult to remember them all.

There are many tables of different sizes placed in the courtyard and in the house. The people in charge of serving the food hold trays in their hands and bring bowl after bowl of exquisite food to the table.

The family members walked out of the room hand in hand with the newlyweds in their wedding dresses, announcing loudly: "Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend my son's wedding banquet."

He took the woman's hand and said, "This is Inuko's wife, Miss Tsutako."

"..."

Neither Aoki Teruoki nor Muzan listened carefully to what was said afterwards, they were distracted and thinking about their own things.

Suddenly, Wuzan whispered in Aoki Teruo's ear, "What did you mean by what you said at the beginning yesterday?"

Although he had already guessed it, he still wanted to hear it from Aoki Teruo himself. After all, their relationship was different now.

"Um... sorry." Aoki Teruo avoided the gaze, lowered his eyes, and looked very sad.

Finally, he seemed to have thought of something and made up his mind, and little bits of light burst out from his pupils.

I only heard him say with certainty: "Don't worry, I will help you, you will be fine."

With just one sentence, Wuzan's heart was at ease. He smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."

"I believe you."

Although Muzan needed Aoki Teruo's help in many things, he did not feel embarrassed at all.

As long as Teruo Aoki needs him, he will do his best to help him. Just because he is not needed now does not mean he will not be needed in the future.

Muzan had already guessed that he might die one day in the future, so Aoki Teruoki suddenly said that.

However, since he has said that I will be fine, I am willing to believe him.

Because Muzan knows Aoki Teruo, he will not easily promise something he cannot do.

"Do you think there will be a day when we can have a wedding? If there is such a day, it must be a grand wedding."

Muzan supported his head with his hands, tilted his head to look at Aoki Teruoki, and imagined with longing.

Aoki Teruo looked at Muzan standing out from the crowd on the huge dining table, stretched out his hand and shook him, whispering, "Don't do that, it's too conspicuous."

"Let's talk about it when we get back, okay? Now just immerse yourself in the joy of the wedding banquet, okay?"

"Okay..." Muzan wanted to say something, but when he saw Aoki Teruo's warning look, he opened his mouth, but in the end, nothing came out.

Seeing that the wedding banquet was about to end, Muzan, who had lived in peace and was a normal person for a long time, was strong-willed and said stubbornly.

"Can you tell me the answer to what happened last night?"

Aoki Teruo looked at Muzan's glowing eyes. It is said that things never happen more than three times. Muzan has asked so many times, and now that the wedding banquet is about to end, he can no longer find a reason to shirk.

With flushed cheeks and head lowered, Mosquito snapped his fingers and murmured "hmm".

Although the voice was very low, there was no way Muzan didn't hear it, and he whispered in an excited and excited tone: "That's great! I'm very happy, really happy."

For fear of being accused of attracting attention by Teruoi Aoki again, Muzan deliberately lowered his voice so that only Teruoi Aoki could hear what he said clearly.

After a while, the guests left one after another, and Teruo Aoki and Muzan also left.

When they reached the gate of the courtyard, Aoki Teruo looked back at the couple. He didn't know when a little boy appeared next to the bride, a very cute child.

This made him think of Muzan's childhood, when he was like a stubborn yet lovable kitten.

Although now it seems like...

"What's wrong?" Muzan looked at Aoki Teruo strangely.

Aoki Teruo turned around and said, "Nothing, let's go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze because he remembered what he had promised Wuzan at the dinner table.

No matter how you look at it, it's very shy!

Once the words were spoken, they could not take them back, so they returned to the room arranged for them in the clinic.

Muzan said impatiently: "I'm going to wash up first, please hurry up too." Then he blew into Aoki Teruo's ear, and his voice full of temptation sounded, "Madam~"

Looking at Aoki Teruo's immature performance, Muzan left with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the method described in the storybook is very effective!

"This guy, when did he become so good..." Aoki Teruo covered his blushing face, his face flushed, and went to wash with a little expectation.

"Please leave it to me, huh~"

Muzan hugged the beauty who had just finished washing, their skins pressed against each other, and her chin rested on his shoulder.

"Hmm..." Aoki Teruoki was at a loss and could only passively accept Muzan's invitation.

……

On the second day, Teruo Aoki looked at Muzan who was looking at him with aggressive eyes beside his pillow.

The hand under the quilt went to his waist, and he instantly became furious.

"You! I told you not to do it, but you still came. Why didn't I notice before that you have good physical strength?" As he spoke, he seemed to be gritting his teeth.

“…I still have the energy now.” Wuzan said warmly.

"boom--"

As soon as he finished speaking, Muzan was kicked off the bed by Teruo Aoki.

Teruo Aoki sat up, rubbed his waist and buttocks which were sore from the huge movement, and endured the pain as he cast a healing spell on himself.

But in just a moment, he was revived with full health.

She got out of bed naked, hugged her chest, and glared at Wuzan fiercely.

Having already done more intimate things, he didn't feel anything to be ashamed of. After all, he had already seen and touched everything he should see and touch, so what was there to be afraid of?

This glare was so powerful that it made Muzan feel itchy.

So, Muzan quickly stood up and pressed Aoki Teruo down on the bed before he could react.

He lowered his head and begged, "Please, ma'am, this is the last time. I promise!"

"!"

"You... um~"

Forget it...I feel good about it anyway.

I don't know how he did it, his technique is pretty good...