Demon Slayer: Starting with the Kingdom

"From a physiological point of view, these teenage boys and girls often have a stronger desire for contact with the opposite sex than at other stages of their lives."

What's more, I heard from Mr. Keizo that Komaji has been personally taking care of that girl, Renyuki, feeding her medicine, wiping her body, and so on... Hehe!

In short, given that those two kids have gone to such lengths, and considering their good character and looks, it would be strange if they didn't have any feelings for each other...

Finally, after moving all the medicinal herbs, Violet wiped the sweat from her forehead before returning to the clinic. She looked at Mitsuha, who was leisurely sitting on the counter, swinging her legs, and smiled:

"I think it won't be long before we need to prepare gifts for Mr. Qingzang and his family..."

"That's true."

Mitsuha tossed the already peeled pear to Violet, looking at her panting and exhausted, and said helplessly:

"Hey little butterfly, since you're carrying all this so hard by yourself, why don't you let me help you?"

That's right, it's not that Mitsuha is cold-hearted and unwilling to help Violet.

It was because Butterfly Violet had never allowed her to enter the clinic's backyard that she could only sit here and watch her work by herself.

For Mitsuha, the backyard of the Butterfly Clinic had always been a mysterious place.

Since they met five years ago, Butterfly Violet has never allowed her to set foot there.

The reason given by the butterfly violet for this is:

She cultivates many precious medicinal herbs in her backyard, many of which are not available on the market and are worth more than a thousand gold pieces!

Worried that San Ye might clumsily damage these precious medicinal herbs, Butterfly Violet simply forbade her from entering the backyard.

When it was time to move medicinal herbs to the backyard for storage, she did it all by herself and didn't let Sanye help at all.

There's something mysterious about it...

Taking a bite of the pear in her hand, Violet walked straight forward and sat down on the counter side by side with Mitsuha, just like her.

"I said no, and that means no. If you dare to sneak in, Mitsuha, I'll disown you as a friend."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"By the way, Mitsuha, are you going out again tonight?"

As if to change the subject, Butterfly Violet took the initiative to ask.

"Tonight...?"

Just as Mitsuha was about to object to the idea of ​​visiting the brothels in the neighboring town's red-light district every day, having grown somewhat tired of it, she saw a porter running quickly towards her from the far end of the street.

"Although I really want to say I don't want to go, it seems like I'll have to go out again tonight..."

"Excuse me, is this the Butterfly Clinic?"

Under Mitsuha's gaze, the young porter stopped in front of the clinic and asked loudly.

"Ah, yes, I am a butterfly. May I ask who you are...?"

"I was asked by Miss A-Ming from the next town to come here and deliver a message to a Miss Mitsuha!"

【As expected. 】

Having completely ascertained the porter's purpose, Mitsuha immediately jumped down from the counter and said to him with a smile:

"Understood, I am Mitsuha. Please go back and tell A-Ming that I will be there soon."

Smiling and waving goodbye, watching the porter leave, Mitsuha turned to look at the puzzled Violet behind her and said seriously:

"That's how it is, Little Butterfly. The investigation we conducted before will finally yield results tonight. I have to go out."

If anything happens at the dojo tonight, please keep an eye on things for me.

Violet didn't ask any further questions about Mitsuba's ambiguous words.

Looking at Mitsuha in front of her, she repeated her instructions in the same earnest tone:

"Mitsuha, you should also be careful."

"Really, what danger could I possibly be in... I'm leaving."

With a smile and a shake of her head, Mitsuha said no more, turned and quickly left.

Inside the clinic behind her, Butterfly Violet watched her retreating figure until it disappeared into the distance.

Only after Mitsuha gradually disappeared into the dark streets and was completely out of sight did she sigh softly and step forward to close the main entrance of the clinic.

In the clinic where she was the only one left, Butterfly Violet turned around and took out a book from the drawer under the counter. The book on the cover was titled "Record of Cultivation of Blue Spider Lily".

"Alright, it's time for me to get back to my business..."

Muttering to herself, Butterfly Violet picked up her pen and went into the backyard. Using the key at her waist, she opened the small wooden hut, which was only a few square meters in size, located in the corner of the backyard...

(A perfunctory meow (?＞＜)/?)

Chapter 74 Butterflies and Gods

In the center of the cabin's roof is a deliberately left-open skylight, which provides light into the dark interior during the day. Below it is a square cultivation field.

Ten spider lilies of different colors were neatly planted in the field.

It's worth mentioning that, in addition to the most common red and white colors, these spider lilies also come in yellow and even black!

Pansy knelt down and carefully examined all ten spider lilies, meticulously confirming the changes in their colors. Then, she picked up her pen and wrote in her cultivation record:

The 234th attempt at cultivation failed; sunlight was again not a key factor in successful cultivation.

Conversely, after reducing the sunlight exposure required for normal growth, the ten spider lilies used in this experiment not only failed to exhibit any special mutations, but all of them withered to varying degrees.

[Summary: I shouldn't do such stupid things on a whim again...]

As she finished writing this record, recalling the scene a few months ago when she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and decided to use sunlight as a cultivation variable, Butterfly frowned slightly.

After a moment's hesitation, she picked up her pen again and continued writing:

[Addendum: I still can't understand why I suddenly had a brain fart and decided to use sunlight, which shouldn't have been considered a variable at all, for this cultivation experiment.]

Whether viewed from the perspective of normal flower growth or from the perspective of a demon needing to overcome sunlight, the birth of the blue spider lily depends on ample sunlight.

[This is something that my grandmother and mother had already agreed upon long ago.]

I cannot understand why I made such a mistake on this already established consensus, even wasting several precious months of my time because of it.

What exactly was I thinking at that moment?

Her pen paused slightly, and after a brief moment of contemplation, Butterfly Violet gently closed her eyes and continued writing:

I suspect this might be what my grandmother and mother had mentioned before—interference from the gods.

My grandmother repeatedly told me that deities truly exist, and their influence on people is silent and insidious.

[Under the interference of divine power, our own memories and even our thoughts become unreliable.]

Therefore, in order to resist the influence of the gods on our race as much as possible, we need to carefully and meticulously record every step of our cultivation.

[Thus, we can use the lessons learned from the failures of the former to pave the way for the latter.]

[Until one day in the future, our race will finally exhaust all the methods in this world and find the one and only correct path.]

[And cultivated...the true blue spider lily.]

[Conclusion: The blue spider lily certainly exists, and there is definitely a possibility that it can be cultivated.]

But the obstruction of the gods is also omnipresent; they are constantly trying to influence our clan's research progress, interfere with our thinking, and use every means to lead us to failure time and time again.

My future successors, please do not be discouraged. As long as you hold fast to your beliefs and keep going, we will eventually succeed.

Suddenly, the image of Mitsuha came to mind, and Violet's lips curled up slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, she still picked up her pen and wrote down her thoughts at that moment.

[Further note: Ms. Mitsuha still lives in the small town where I am now, and continues to work at the dojo.]

Just as my grandmother described, she is incredibly lovely. Over the past five years, we have become close friends.

Even so, I have a feeling that in a few years, Ms. Mitsuha might choose to leave.

[But it doesn't matter. Time marches on, and no matter how far Miss Mitsuha, who is not subject to the whims of gods or fate, goes, she will eventually meet my descendants again at some point in the future.]

[I hope that by then, my descendants will have completed the cultivation of the Blue Spider Lily, allowing Miss Mitsuha to shed her current flawed form and embark on a true and complete evolution.]

[Also, Ms. Mitsuha has been going out at night lately, seemingly investigating something.]

Although my grandmother once said that Miss Mitsuha possessed power comparable to that of a god, I still have some concerns about it.

After all, Miss Mitsuha's personality is too casual, and she's never very serious about what she does. If she's targeted and taken advantage of, she could easily find herself in a very dangerous situation.

I will pay more attention to this in the future.

After writing the last word, Butterfly Violet got up and returned to her room in the clinic, putting the "Blue Spider Lily Cultivation Record" back into the drawer.

Yes, she knew Mitsuha's identity from the very beginning.

Even before Mitsuha knew of her existence, she already knew of Mitsuha's.

Perhaps Miss Mitsuha herself has forgotten, but Violet always remembers.

Their encounter in this small town five years ago was not their first meeting.

Twenty years ago, on the night before her grandmother's funeral, Violet had met Miss Mitsuha once.

Miss Mitsuha came quietly that night to see her grandmother off.

Butterfly Violet still clearly remembers the bright moon hanging high on the night her grandmother passed away.

At that time, her grandmother, who was on her deathbed and unable to see, lay on her sickbed and, in her weak voice, kept telling her, who was sitting by the bedside, about the past related to Miss Mitsuha.

At that time, six-year-old Violet listened quietly, but her gaze fell on Miss Mitsuha, who had appeared outside the window at some point and was silently watching her grandmother with eyes that revealed a hint of sadness.

She is unbelievably beautiful.

Despite it being their first meeting and before they had even asked each other's names, Violet recognized Mitsuha at first glance.

In that instant, she suddenly understood why her grandmother, even on her deathbed, still couldn't forget Miss Mitsuha, whom she had only spent a few years with in her youth...

That night, however, Miss Mitsuha did not appear to acknowledge her grandmother. She simply stood quietly outside the window until her grandmother passed away, and then quietly left.

Chapter 75 Therefore, Violet will not make things difficult for Clover.

Violet saw Mitsuha again ten years later at her mother's funeral.

At the age of sixteen, she officially took over the responsibility of cultivating the blue spider lily from her mother, who had passed away due to illness.

That evening, Ms. Mitsuha appeared once again.

Just like that night ten years ago, after silently bidding farewell to her mother, she quietly left alone again.

Miss Mitsuha seems to possess a special ability: no matter when or where, she can always arrive just in time for the last moment of their people's lives, to see them off on their final journey.

Without a doubt, the bond between the grandmother and Miss Mitsuha was mutual.

Just as her grandmother was devoted to cultivating the blue spider lily, Miss Mitsuha was also silently watching over each of her grandmother's descendants. The two of them had always been thinking of each other in their own way.

If that's the case, why hasn't Miss Mitsuha come to reunite with her grandmother?

The butterfly violet found the answer in the words her grandmother had spoken to her before she passed away.

Perhaps in Miss Mitsuha's view, this was her way of protecting her grandmother and her clan.

Because there are gods in this world, and the will of the gods is omnipresent, every person in this world is under their control.

As someone whom the gods consider to be someone who must be eliminated, any human who gets too close to her or even tries to assist her is very likely to incur the gods' wrath.

Therefore, in Ms. Mitsuha's eyes, keeping a certain distance from them is essentially a way of protecting them.

But if being human isn't acceptable, why doesn't Miss Mitsuha transform her entire clan into demons as well?

After much thought, the butterfly violet found the answer.

Because evil spirits are flawed beings.

They may seem incredibly powerful, but they have many weaknesses. Not only can sunlight kill them easily, but the poison of wisteria flowers is also an extremely potent poison that they absolutely cannot touch.

Especially in the era in which Mitsuha and her grandmother lived, Mitsuha's older brother, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, the strongest in the long history of demon hunters, was still active.

The power of this son of God deeply shocked all the evil spirits in the world; even the strongest progenitor of demons could not match him.

With multiple fatal weaknesses and such a powerful enemy in the world, no matter how you looked at it, Mitsuha would never have considered turning her grandmother into a demon.