Chapter 191 - Yushiro Yamamoto

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In Zhushi's room.

She looked a little embarrassed, lowered her eyes slightly, and thought for a while:

"Kamiizumi-sama...is very bad at lying."

Jushi held up a cup of tea in her hand. The edge of the teacup was decorated with a cherry blossom petal, and she blew gently.

Shang Quannai's face was sullen, expressionless, and he glanced sideways at the doctor beside him:

"…Is it obvious?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then nodded with some shame: "...Yeah."

Zhu Shi, who was sitting opposite, was looking at the reflection of the tea in the teacup in his hand.

Caught in a tangle.

According to Shang Quannai, Cyan Bianhua really needs her to take care of it.

But in this case...she could only stay in Saagiri Mountain.

But he couldn't follow the main force of the Demon Slayer Corps to approach Muzan.

——The plan to die together will destroy the middle path.

The doctor on the side was obviously aware of this problem, and his expression became obviously happy.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhu Shi's somewhat downcast expression.

The doctor's joy gradually stiffened and solidified on his face, his eyes became dull, and the raised corners of his mouth slowly dropped.

At this moment, he felt an urge to beat himself up in his heart.

Is this really a good idea to stop Miss Jouse's will...?

The doctor lowered his head, clutching the clothes on his chest, feeling heavy in his heart.

Is it selfish...

Fair...ah, that's not fair.

——This is wrong.

Looking at the tangled look on Zhu Shi's face.

The doctor frowned, turned to look at Shang Quannai, and took a deep breath.

Gathered up the courage.

Just when he was about to refute Shang Quannai.

Shang Quanna got ahead of him and spoke to Zhu Shi:

"Don't worry, I have no intention of stopping you from fulfilling your wish."

"It's just that with me and others on the front line, plus your potion, it's enough... but our rear... is very weak."

He looked at the green Bianhua flower on the side:

"What if Muzan really lets him take away the Blue Higanbana as we speculated, whether it's your idea or the Demon Slayer's plan, it will be all in vain."

Shang Quannai paused for a moment, not knowing whether he should say the next words.

But he still said:

"...It's not that I don't trust you, but if Zhushi your final blow...didn't kill Wuhan..."

Just when Shang Quanna wanted to say something else, Zhu Shi nodded.

She looked at the reflection in the teacup in her hand, nodded slightly, and whispered:

"really."

“…I really wasn’t very prepared.”

"The potion... has just been developed not long ago. In fact, there is no great certainty that it can kill Wuhan in one go."

Zhu Shi held up the tea cup, took a sip, turned to look at the moonlight outside the window, his pupils flickered slightly:

"This time, I will stay here and protect the blue Hibiscus flower."

Turning around, he smiled at Shang Quannai:

"I'm needed here, right."

Zhu Shi didn't mention anything about the Wuhan Society's attack.

She always believed that with Wu Mei's temperament, there was little chance that he would attack.

Saying that, Zhu Shi raised her head, and her purple eyes looked at Shang Quan Nai unswervingly:

"But, if everyone in the Demon Slayer Squad really succeeds in killing Muzan on the front line."

Her mouth opened slightly:

"After that, I will also choose to commit suicide."

"After taking care of Wuhan... I don't want to live for one minute."

Shang Quanna looked at Zhu Shi's firm expression. He nodded solemnly, his tone seemed a little heavy:

"…respect your choice."

The doctor stood aside and turned his head to the side unbearably.

The topic ended in a heavy atmosphere.

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At the end of leaving the doctor's office.

As if Shang Quanna had made some decision, he suddenly turned his head and said to Zhu Shi:

"If you can, please turn all the remaining blue Hibiscus flowers into potions."

"The existence of the physical blue Higanbana... As expected, I still feel a little uneasy."

"I understand." Zhu Shi looked at Shang Quan Nai's instructions, nodded, and agreed to Shang Quan Nai's request.

After the final conversation, they separated.

Zhu Shi returned to his room. The doctor looked a little embarrassed. He casually found an excuse and left the doctor's office.

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Soon, it was late at night.

On the roof of a certain house in Sagiyama Town.

The doctor quietly climbed up to the roof along the attic.

He lay down on the roof and looked up at the starry sky blocked by the light red barrier.

"Life..." He let out a long sigh, his eyes looking very vicissitudes of life.

He is a physician, nothing more.

No one even knows his name.

Everyone in Sawushan Town only knew that he was a doctor.

As for his name, where he comes from, and why he helps the Demon Slayer Squad, even some pillars don't know.

Here, he is like a blank person, living a very free life.

No one knows about this so-called doctor.

——He used to be a sibling of a certain samurai family’s retainer who made great achievements...

He also has a surname.

His surname is Yamamoto.

It's just that after that incident, he was no longer willing to mention the surnames and names that could bring him desperate memories.

After the family was brutally massacred by ghosts.

He survived by chance, but he was in a state of despair and madness until he was picked up by the Demon Slayer Corps in Saagiri Mountain.

Recall your life.

My brother became famous, but overnight his family disappeared without a trace.

He once lived in his own extremely lonely world. Only when he was treating others and seeing the smiles of others could he occasionally make his world beautiful.

Until——meeting Miss Zhushi.

Miss Zhushi…

The doctor's eyes slowly dimmed.

Everything is obviously moving in a good direction.

And now...

"well…"

Whenever Dr. Yamamoto feels depressed, he will come to this rooftop and observe the calm night sky.

This always makes him calm down.

Here, it can be regarded as his own little place.

"Doctor, why are you sighing?" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded next to him, which startled the doctor.

"!!"

The doctor sat up and looked to the side with a horrified expression.

The secret little place was discovered!

The first thing that caught my eye was her hair as yellow as a dandelion flower.

——It’s my wife Shancun.

"...It's you, you scared me." The doctor patted his chest, breathed a long sigh of relief, and rolled his eyes at Shancun in annoyance. His face looked a little tired:

"Why are you here without rest in the middle of the night? Aren't you going to continue training tomorrow?"

As he spoke, he frowned and waved his hand, making a motion to drive him away:

"Go! Go! Go."

The doctor is quite familiar with my wife Shancun's chronic illness.

"Eh-" My wife Shancun looked at the doctor with a teasing look on her face. He pretended to be coy and squeezed in next to the doctor, and also lay down: "Don't be so heartless..."

"Obviously I have questions to ask..." As he said this, my wife Shancun blinked at the doctor, looking pretentious.

"…What do you mean?" The doctor frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong:

"It's disgusting, you know."

He just seemed to hear some rustling sounds around him.

My wife, Shancun, sat up with evil intentions and raised the corners of her mouth.

His eyes lit up and he got straight to the point:

"Mr. Doctor."

The doctor stepped back slightly and looked at my wife Shancun with a wary expression.

"you…"

My wife Shancun's tone paused, sounding even more sinister:

"Do you like Miss Juyo?"

"Oh..."

In an instant, the doctor's face turned red and he was speechless.

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late at night.

Creak...

The doctor returned to Zhu Shi's room. He closed the door and turned his back to Zhu Shi in the room.

He took out a letter from the sleeve of his broad doctor's robe. On the surface of the letter, there were written the words "My dear friend, Zhu Shi, Shan Shu".

His face was filled with an expression called regret.

The old man blushed.

Why did I write such a thing under the instigation of those bastards? !

Who would have thought that Hashira, headed by my wife Shancun, and even the usually calm-looking Kazama Seiya, Minashi Yuebai and others would all come to make noises.

These columns are actually hidden around the roof! Quietly, I overheard him sighing to himself!

tomorrow! You must report it to Master Shangquan and give these bastards a lesson!

Even Mrs. Uta...

Recalling the smile on Udo's face holding the child, the doctor frowned tightly.

The doctor who was being coaxed was so excited that he wrote such a letter in a daze.

What was written in the letter looked like something from a diary.

The doctor clenched the letter in his hand, and his forehead was slightly moist with nervous sweat.

The thoughts in my head were like a mess. One moment I was recalling the past, and the next I was struggling with the present.

Just now.

The pillars suggested: "How about writing down the advantages of Miss Zhu Shi? For example, do you like...ahem, etc..."

As a result, the doctor wrote with an extremely smooth pen, as if the details were firmly imprinted in his mind.

Miss Zhushi.

like.

——I like the dreamy place of Jushi and the calm and clean voice.

——I like the times when she is keen on reading, when she stumbles over the stairs while thinking about something, when she wonders if she has been seen, when she blushes to check the situation around her.

——When I was very troubled by the chickens raised next door and refused to leave. I was at a loss and about to cry.

——Slaughtered the chicken next door and made soup for Miss Zhuyo...

I wrote a lot, a lot, a lot...

So much so that Suizuki Bai, who had just suggested it at the beginning, looked at the doctor with some dumbfounded eyes.

At that time, Minami Yuebai flicked his sleeves and sighed: "It's great to be young..."

The doctor was obviously older than him.

If Yan Cijian with a serious face hadn't grabbed the doctor in the end, I'm afraid the thickness of the letter would have been an extra centimeter or two.

But in the end, it was not these reasons that led the doctor to write this letter.

Instead, my wife Shancun, who had a rare serious expression, said something to him.

"If you don't say it now, you won't have a chance in the future."

Thinking of this, his originally ups and downs mind suddenly calmed down.

The confusion in my heart just now disappeared without a trace.

Does he really want to say it?

Ms. Zhuyo should be concentrating on killing the ghost king now... Wouldn't it be too selfish to do so now?

Miss Zhushi...

The doctor's expression gradually calmed down. He turned his face slightly and looked at Zhu Shi who was sitting by the window and looking up at the moon.

The moonlight slowly fell.

The light shone softly on Zhu Shi's face, reflecting in those eyes that seemed to always be slightly sad.

People don't want to get close, they just want to stay far away and appreciate it quietly.

Ms. Zhu Shi looks so beautiful today...she will be even more beautiful tomorrow...

The doctor slowly turned around, clutching the envelope in his hand and forgetting to blink for a moment.

When did you... fall in love with Miss Tamashii?

It was... when we first met.

The doctor recalled the first time he saw Jushi.

yes.

It was love at first sight, like being struck by lightning.

As a ghost, Zhu Shi's perception of eyes was much more sensitive than that of ordinary people. Her eyes slowly moved away from the moon and looked behind her.

Zhu Shi turned her head, with some doubts in her lavender eyes, and slowly looked at the envelope held in the doctor's hand.

"What's wrong, Mr. Doctor?" She was confused and looked at the dull doctor with some confusion:

"Any confusion?"

The doctor was so nervous that he couldn't speak. He looked around at a loss, and then hurriedly stuffed the thick envelope into his sleeve.

He spoke unclearly and hesitantly to Zhu Shi:

"Ah, ah..., this..."

Finally, the thoughts in his head became chaotic, and the doctor's brain controlled his mouth independently, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Miss Zhushi, I, I..."

"my name is…"

"Yamamoto... Yushiro!"

After saying that, Yamamoto Yushiro closed his mouth, took a deep breath, and looked at Tamashi with slightly trembling pupils.

At the same time, I deeply regretted it.

Damn it, what nonsense are you talking about?

At this moment, Yamamoto Yushiro could already hear his nervous heartbeat, thumping in his chest.

Zhushi was slightly stunned when he heard Yushiro's self-introduction. Then he looked at the other person's nervous look and couldn't help but smile softly, with a gentle tone:

"This is the first time."

"Eh?" Yushiro was slightly stunned. He was very nervous and a little excited.

"Mr. Doctor's name." Zhuyo sat in front of the window, putting his hands on his legs wrapped in purple kimono, and said, "This is the first time I heard it."

She explained:

"I have never heard anyone mention Mr. Doctor's name before."

When Yushiro heard this, he suddenly became more and more embarrassed. He lowered his head in shame and dodged his eyes:

"...I'm sorry, this..."

Suddenly, he raised his head and his expression became very serious:

"This is also the first time I have mentioned my name to others."

He suddenly realized that he was speechless and waved his hand quickly: "Please don't misunderstand...I'm not saying that Miss Zhushi is someone else..."

This time, Zhu Shi became confused. She tilted her head, her eyes becoming more and more confused.

Then, both of them fell silent.

After a period of strange atmosphere, Zhu Shixian broke the solidified atmosphere:

"So...doctor...Mr. Yamamoto Yushiro." Tamayo said, "Why did you come to see me?"