Demon Slayer: Exploding Kui Zhi! Nezuko Is So Happy

With a low humming sound.

The ancient train slowly entered the platform.

The roar of the steam engine and the sound of the whistle are intertwined.

The old coal stove train has a unique look.

The black coal stove and the red carriage form a sharp contrast. The huge chimney continuously spits out white steam, giving people a majestic feeling.

People on the platform were eagerly waiting, their eyes closely following the approaching figure of the train.

As the train slowly stopped on the platform.

"..."

"Sorry, I have a lot of luggage and bumped into you."

"It doesn't matter."

"..."

"Uncle, can you help me get my luggage up there?"

"sure......"

"..."

"Selling newspapers and selling newspapers..."

"..."

"Sir, you are so handsome, you must have a lover. Buy more flowers for your lover."

"Okay, how much is one flower?"

"...."

Coming out of the platform, Gen Kujo was holding a pink flower he bought from the flower seller.

It's a pity to throw it away.

So I was looking for someone to give to on the street.

This is Azabu-ku, Tokyo Prefecture.

There are no trains operating in Youguo yet.

So Gen Kujo needs to find transportation from here to go to Yuguo.

It was noon when we set off.

It was already dusk.

The bustling Azabu district is brightly lit and bustling with traffic.

Colorful neon lights illuminate the streets like a dream city.

The air is filled with the aroma of various delicacies.

Mouthwatering.

Street performers showcase their talents to the fullest, adding endless vitality to this city that never sleeps.

But underneath this lively appearance.

There is always some loneliness and sadness hidden in the corners of the city.

The dim street lamp illuminates a corner of the alley

A young girl squatted in the corner and sobbed. Her eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, which made people feel pity.

"Beautiful girl, this bouquet of flowers is for you."

The girl raised her head.

Seeing Gen Kujo in front of her.

The man is wearing a neat shirt. Holding a bouquet of delicate roses in her hands. The tenderness in her eyes seemed to want to soothe the sadness in her heart.

The girl was a little surprised that a boy like herself would be willing to comfort her. That's right, the way I look now is indeed the way boys like me.

My hair has been dyed black by me, and I didn’t show any strange power in front of him.

He doesn't know my secret, otherwise he would hate me.

The girl did not refuse the other party's kindness.

She took the bouquet of roses and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir."

The rose was taken away from the hand.

Gen Kujo discovered this.

The face of the girl in front of me is so stunning.

Her eyes were like a pool of spring water, clear and bright, but with a touch of sadness.

The bridge of her nose is straight.

The lips are slightly upturned.

Exuding a gentle yet firm temperament.

The face presents a perfect oval shape with smooth lines, giving people a gentle and elegant feeling.

Under the snow-white kimono.

Her bulging figure was covered tightly.

The plump and attractive buttocks still look very plump and round even if they are covered by thick pants.

Slightly shorter hem.

Two sections of white thighs appeared and disappeared.

With such a young girl's face and young woman's figure, no one will be confused after looking at it.

Damn it.

I am willing to make such a girl cry.

"Sir, thank you for your flowers. I don't know if you have time. I would like to treat you to a meal to express my gratitude."

The girl wiped the tears from her eyes.

The invitation was extended somewhat cautiously.

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Should we hesitate about this kind of thing?

Any hesitation for even a second would be a blasphemy against this beautiful encounter, right?

The two soon came to an izakaya.

"Sir, you can do whatever you want. I'm treating you today."

Gen Kujo results menu.

Put a few ticks on it.

Then handed it to the girl opposite

"I've finished ordering, it's your turn."

"so I......"

The girl suddenly became cautious.

Blushing and pinching the corners of his clothes.

"Are you okay, miss?"

"...Ah, it's okay."

The girl came back to her senses, casually drew a few items on the menu, and then threw it to the clerk: "That's all, please."

"A proper guest."

Gen Kujo didn't understand why.

But I don’t know where to start.

"By the way, girl, I don't know your name yet, my name is Gen Kujo."

Gen Kujo extended his hand.

The girl held his hand.

He said timidly: "Hello Mr. Gen Kujo, my name is Kanroji Mitsuri."

"..."

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