Chapter 104: Upper Rank Three Daki (Two in One)

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Yoshiwara red-light district.

On the street.

It is daytime now.

The Yoshiwara red-light district, which is more brilliant at night, also has many pedestrians walking on the road at this moment.

In front of a teahouse.

Several drunk men were huddled together, their faces exaggerated and horrified, talking about something.

"Hey, have you heard anything at night recently?"

"Ah? What, did you get stared at by the courtesan of Kyogoku House?"

His companion raised his glass and teased: "Did you pee your pants? Hahaha!"

"Tsk, no!" The man shook his head, his expression serious, he lowered his voice, carefully looked around, and dared to share with his companions:

"...In the past few months, people often hear extremely weird howls in the middle of the night."

His eyes were panicked:

"Just last week at night."

"I heard it too."

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Kyogoku House.

The sunlight blurred through the paper windows, spilling onto the corridor on the second floor of the house, the white dust in the beam of light was clearly visible.

Thump thump thump... The sound of running footsteps on the wooden floor was getting closer and closer.

The girl with her hair tied was biting a hair tie, running while retying her ponytail.

Her eyes were terrified, her expression was panicked, she was somewhat flustered, and cold sweat kept breaking out on her forehead.

This is bad, this is really bad!

The room is a mess, and it hasn't been tidied up yet!

If Warabihime sees it...

Thinking of this, the young girl felt a chill in her heart, and the speed of her trotting inevitably quickened.

That courtesan...

In the entire Yoshiwara Flower Street, she is famous.

—Because of her beauty that is like a fairy.

But only the owner of Kyogoku House, and their personal attendants of these courtesans, knew.

What a terrible existence Warabihime is.

By her side, a little carelessness would result in a severe beating, abuse, and even disappear the next day, sometimes she would force others to die just because she didn't like them.

Several sisters who were afraid but had nowhere to escape have already committed suicide!

That courtesan with a terrifyingly poisonous temper, has already become a nightmare in their heart.

No.

—It should be the nightmare of everyone in Kyogoku House.

Suddenly.

Step.

Just as the girl ran to the corner of the corridor, she faintly heard the conversation in the room on one side.

Hearing the familiar voice in the room that was engraved in her heart, the girl's face turned pale instantly.

Warabihime... is here...

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Inside the room.

The translucent window was blocked by various luxurious screen paintings, the room was extremely dark, and not a ray of sunlight could penetrate.

Only the candlelight placed on the table flickered slightly, bringing a hint of light to the dark room.

"...Madam."

The woman dressed in heavy and gorgeous courtesan clothes was slightly tilting her head, her tone was cold, and her indifferent eyes swept over the person in front of her:

"Have you found the thing I wanted to find a few days ago?"

"Um..." The person called "Madam" held her breath, she looked up at the courtesan in front of her with trepidation, her face was a bit ugly:

"They, they are all here."

Madam hurriedly unfolded the long cloth wrap she was holding in her arms, and presented the neatly arranged bunches of blue flowers to Warabihime, her voice trembling slightly:

"I asked the guest who is a flower merchant to buy all the blue flowers he could find."

"They are all freshly picked flowers, if you take good care of them, they won't wither for a few days, or even a week."

After speaking, she carefully raised her eyebrows and observed Warabihime's expression:

"I also stopped the one that the guest wanted."

She added:

"...If it's not enough, I'll continue to look for it..."

The madam's name is "Omitsu".

She took over the burden of Kyogoku House from the previous madam, and it has been several years.

In these years, she has increasingly noticed that something is wrong with Warabihime.

Not just her strange personality.

Thinking of the scene she saw a few days ago, the madam's forehead couldn't help but sweat nervously.

Those terrifying tentacles waving in the night sky, and the screaming sound that was about to pierce the eardrums, were deeply imprinted in her mind.

This kind of scene, in just one month, she actually bumped into it three times in a row!

What virtue and ability does Omitsu, have?

She asked the previous madam, they all told her to turn a blind eye, just pretend not to see.

Gulp.

Omitsu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Warabihime— is definitely not human.

Just as the madam was shrinking and lowering her head, waiting for the courtesan's answer.

In front.

"All of them..."

Warabihime's eyes swept over the row of flowers in front of her, the coldness on her face slowly relaxed, and her tone gradually became relaxed:

"Then I have to trouble you, Madam."

She slightly straightened her face, seemed to be in a better mood, a rare smile appeared on her face.

Her eyes lifted from bottom to top, but the words she said were extremely cold:

"You can go out."

Upon hearing this.

"Ah, okay, okay."

The madam was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly nodded her head, turned around somewhat at a loss, and opened the door leading to the unlit staircase.

Creak—

She left the room.

Even though she is the madam of Kyogoku House, in front of Warabihime, her identity seems to have been swapped.

Click.

After closing several doors behind her, ensuring that no sunlight would leak into the innermost room, the landlady finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the door.

"Ma... Madam..."

A young girl stood anxiously at the door, her eyes anxiously looking at the landlady who had just walked out of the room, her small hands unconsciously coming together:

"I... I..." She was so anxious that she was about to cry: "The room hasn't been..."

Her eyes flitted towards the door of the room, her feet unconsciously stepping left and right.

"It's okay."

The landlady sighed, gently stepped forward, hugged the girl in her arms, her hand gently patting her back, comforting softly:

"I've already cleaned it, the Warabihime won't be angry."

Pat, pat.

"Relax a little."

The girl who was hugged paused slightly, her tears welled up from her eyes, and she sobbed softly in the landlady's arms.

"Mm... Mm!"

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Inside the room.

Not paying attention to the landlady and the girl's movements, Warabihime focused her gaze on the flower in front of her.

No, she should be called Daki.

Warabihime is just a pseudonym, from Edo to now more than two hundred years, she has changed her name several times.

Every ten years, she would change her name, appearance, and position.

What remains the same is——she has always been a courtesan in Yoshiwara.

And she is the most popular one.

Pitter-patter.

Daki casually picked up a blue flower, her slender fingers slightly twisting to observe:

"...Blue Spider Lily Flower, what does it really look like?"

The warm light illuminates her gradually changing side eyes, the green eyes, the black font is different from the past.

［Upper Rank］

［Three］

Although she didn't know what was going on, but since the last Upper Rank meeting.

Her rank in the Upper Rank has been rising all the way.

Although every promotion is accompanied by the fear of trembling cells all over the body, it is all worth it.

The concentration of Muzan-sama's blood in her body is also constantly increasing——

——But.

A hint of doubt appeared on Daki's face.

During this period, she didn't even eat a Hashira, thinking about it.

In the end, she could only attribute all this to Muzan-sama's special favor for her.

Just as Daki was looking at the flowers brought by the landlady one by one.

Suddenly.

She frowned, looked left and right, and felt a vague malice.

After searching for nothing.

Daki suspiciously withdrew her gaze.

She recalled a few days ago.

The current Upper Rank One, Doma, suddenly visited her residence.

Although Doma would occasionally come to the red-light district where there are many women, he dared not come too often.

Upper Rank and Upper Rank often get together, which will be punished by Muzan.

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A few days ago.

Night.

Doma gently fanned the golden bronze fan, the fan leaves reflected the light of the candle, looking very sharp.

"...Doma-san." Daki looked at Doma who suddenly visited with some confusion, she blinked her eyes as if she didn't hear Doma's words clearly:

"What... did you just say?"

For Doma, who turned her into a demon and recommended her as an Upper Rank, Doma still had a good impression.

Snap!

The open bronze fan was snapped shut by Doma, revealing his half face with slowly receding veins.

Doma looked at Daki with a smile that was not a smile, the corner of his mouth was bleeding red, he stuck out his tongue and licked it clean, his voice was frivolous:

"At the last Upper Rank meeting, did you forget what Muzan-sama mentioned?"

His tone changed slightly:

"Blue Spider Lily Flower."

...

The light flickered slightly.

Rustle...

The ribbons behind the fallen princess moved, sweeping away the remnants left by Doma's meal, and carried them into the huge "granary" underground in the flower street.

"In a few days."

"Muzan-sama will personally control our bodies to check the search situation of the Blue Spider Lily Flower."

Doma smiled, his eyes curved, looking very gentle, he stretched out his long fingers:

"Be prepared, Daki."

What he said to prepare, naturally refers to the Blue Spider Lily Flower.

Upon hearing this.

Daki blinked her eyes in disbelief, she opened her mouth slightly, her face showed an expectant look, and her body leaned forward slightly:

"...Really?"

Muzan-sama... is going to control my body...

Under the light, Daki's face turned visibly red, her eyes trembled slightly.

Daki has an unparalleled admiration for the demon king Muzan.

After thinking wildly in her mind for a while, the fallen princess became serious, she sat upright and nodded:

"I will be well prepared!"

She opened her eyes, a pair of green eyes Full of longing and expectation.

Although she had doubts in her heart as to "why Muzan-sama didn't come in person", the fallen princess did not speak out.

Wouldn't it be better not to do it yourself, but to take control directly?

Daki pursed her lips slightly, her cheeks flushed.

Daki, is not stupid.

Seeing this, Doma, who was unclear about the thought process of the fallen princess, nodded satisfactorily.

After Kokushibo "died", Doma, who was the most powerful, became Muzan's agent among the demons for a while.

He, who didn't understand what emotions were, suddenly became Muzan's best trash can for venting his usual depression.

At this time.

The fallen princess, who was thinking wildly, was dazzled by the light reflected by a smooth and curved iron piece tied to Doma's arm.

"Doma-san?" She pointed to the polished and weather-beaten iron piece that seemed to be tied to his arm. It seemed that there was no such iron piece when they met last time:

"What... is this?"

Doma followed the fallen princess's gaze, and when he saw the Ninja headband tied to his arm, he relaxed with a smile and turned his head back:

"Ah, a newly found ornament." He opened the fan and slightly covered his face: "It is said to be a Ninja's forehead protector."

As he spoke, he waved his hand casually:

"Well, it's a small thing, don't mind it."

The fallen princess looked a little surprised.

—Are there still Ninjas now?

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The next day.

Butterfly Mansion.

Kakushi members who had been busy for a long time finally had a rest time.

Kanzaki Aoi, who was also pulled together by several hidden ones to help, also sat in the corner of the corridor, looking up at the sky outside the window.

After hearing the slight sleeping breathing of several hidden ones beside her, Kanzaki Aoi was slightly stunned.

She suddenly felt— this seems not bad.

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Second floor.

"Sister."

Kocho Shinobu was talking to herself, sitting in front of the workbench, she was holding a syringe filled with purple liquid.

Her expression was calm, after taking a deep breath, she rolled up her sleeves, aimed the syringe at her arm, and was about to inject herself.

Knock knock!

A sudden knock on the door sounded.

Kocho Shinobu was startled, she quickly put away the syringe, and casually stuffed it into a drawer next to her.

Creak...

The door was slowly pushed open.

"What's the matter..."

Kocho Shinobu adjusted her emotions, smiled and looked in the direction of the door.

When her gaze met Tomioka Giyu, who was standing outside the door with an expressionless face, for a moment.

Creak...

A vein on her forehead was faintly throbbing.

"...Tomioka-san?"

At the door.

Tomioka Giyu hid his hand behind him, he brought a portion of food.

It was what he found out after some inquiries, Kocho Shinobu's favorite ginger simmered.

Made with Urokodaki sensei.

Of course.

It was after explaining the general situation to Urokodaki, and being reminded by the teacher that he knew he should apologize.

"If you don't apologize, Kocho will probably be angry."

Urokodaki Sakonji thus instructed his disciple.

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At the same time.

Downstairs.

In the room where the Kamado family lives.

Tanjuro is sitting at the desk, holding a pen, writing on the paper.

"Dad!" The youngest Rokuta curiously stretched out his little hand, clinging to the edge of the table, standing on tiptoe and looking up:

"What are you writing...?"

"Alright." Nezuko rubbed her wrist, she had just finished repairing Takeo and Shigeru who were waving wooden swords in the room, she came over helplessly and took Rokuta away:

"Don't bother Dad, be good."

"It's okay." Tanjuro smiled, he turned his head, reached out and touched Rokuta's head, answering:

"Dad is writing a letter to Ubuyashiki."

Step!

Shigeru had a red bump on his head, he threw away the wooden sword in his hand, fearlessly came over, his gaze looking at the letter.

Then he curiously read it out loud:

"Yoshiwara... Red-light district?"

He turned his head, looked at Tanjuro with confusion:

"Dad, are you going to Yoshiwara red-light district?"

"What kind of place is that?"

At this time.

Pitter-patter.

A slight sound came from the direction of the door.

Everyone's gaze immediately turned there.

Kie was standing at the door, the hairpin in her hand fell to the ground, she was dazed by Shigeru's words, looking at Tanjuro:

"...Red-light district?"

Tanjuro was sitting, but the next moment, he reacted, his pupils shrank, and he shouted:

"No!"

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