Two days later, at night, in the Yoshiwara Flower District.
The term "flower district" referred to the red-light district, and Yoshiwara Flower District was one of the more famous ones, inhabited by numerous geishas.
"According to the information provided by Aomori, one of the Twelve Kizuki, Upper Moon Six, Gyutaro/Daki, is hiding in there."
Across from a brothel with a signboard that read "Kyogoku," Sanemi Shinazugawa, Muichiro, and Tengen Uzui crouched in the shadows, observing the situation across the street.
"I say, why don't we just go in and take her down? Can't the three of us Pillars defeat an Upper Moon Demon?" Sanemi Shinazugawa, as impatient as ever, asked.
"Agreed," Muichiro replied expressionlessly as if he were about to jump down.
"No!" Tengen Uzui stopped him. "There are still many ordinary people inside. Attacking rashly will harm them, and she may have hostages as well. You all want to complete the mission elegantly and not be looked down upon, right?"
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"What's your plan, then?"
"Well, we could do this and that. How about that?"
"Hmph, so troublesome."
...
In front of Kyogoku's entrance, two young girls were eagerly trying to attract customers.
One of the taller girls suddenly brightened up and called out, "Hey, sir, would you like to come to our Kyogoku to listen to some music?"
As soon as she said that, she regretted it because she saw that the man had a menacing look, like a troublemaker.
As expected, the thug yelled at her aggressively, "Where's your courtesan? I'm dying to see her."
"Sir, please come inside. Our courtesan is waiting in there." The taller girl tried to remain calm, winking at the shorter girl beside her.
The shorter girl understood and slipped away.
"Hmph!" The thug, Sanemi Shinazugawa, walked arrogantly into the brothel.
"Why do I have to do this? So annoying."
Entering the brothel, the fragrance of incense enveloped him. An aging courtesan with lingering charm approached, trying to please him. "Sir, what a coincidence. Our Courtesan Warabihime isn't feeling well today. How about I help you call some other girls?"
"Oh? Are you looking down on me?"
As soon as Sanemi Shinazugawa entered the shop, he sensed hidden malicious gazes on him. He knew they had taken the bait but decided to go with the flow. "What a disappointment. I won't have a good time here."
"Sir, please take your time." The madam hurriedly apologized.
After leaving Kyogoku, he went to another brothel and stayed there until late at night before leaving alone.
When he reached a secluded and deserted place, Sanemi Shinazugawa chuckled and said, "You've been following me for quite a while. What do you want?"
A beautiful and elegant woman with six floral hairpins on her head, floral tattoos on her left cheek and right forehead, and the characters "Upper" and "Six" in her left and right eyes, respectively, emerged from the shadows. She had a bewitching charm.
She licked her lips, tilting her head to look at Sanemi Shinazugawa with a mocking smile. "With a body of this caliber, you must be one of the Pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, right? To stumble upon a Pillar like you, I must be having a stroke of luck. Offer up your head, and the master will surely be pleased."
"An Upper Moon? Who's having the stroke of luck? We'll see about that." Sanemi Shinazugawa removed his coat, revealing the two Nichirin swords at his waist.
"Ha ha ha! You think you can defeat me, who has already taken the heads of seven Pillars, by yourself?"
"Fool, don't compare me to others!"
Wind Breathing - First Form: Dust Whirlwind Cutter!
Sanemi Shinazugawa initiated the attack, and in the blink of an eye, his Nichirin sword pierced Daki's body. The high-velocity airflow accompanying the attack blew her into the air.
"Oh no, he's really not an ordinary Pillar. Brother, help me!" Daki, who had only now realized the situation, displayed a look of horror.
Wind Breathing - Sixth Form: Black Wind Mountain Mist!
A massive black wind blade, rising from the bottom up, completely shattered the sash in front of them, cleanly slicing Daki's neck.
Daki's head fell to the ground, impaled by Sanemi Shinazugawa's sword.
"Ugly old hag, you were too weak."
"Ugly old hag? Brother, kill him for me!" The remaining head of Daki continued to taunt.
"Daki, don't rely on me for everything." From Daki's body, an ugly man with "Upper" and "Six" carved into his eye sockets emerged from her back.
"Oh, the real deal is here. But I have reinforcements too."
Gyutaro: "?"
Wind and Mist Fusion Technique - First Form: Wind and Mist Scatter!
Sanemi Shinazugawa and Muichiro instantly disappeared, and a powerful tornado storm formed between them. From the storm, brilliant flashes of misty light shot out, illuminating the area as bright as daylight.
"How is this possible?" Gyutaro struggled desperately but couldn't escape while faced with the unexpected combo. His figure was engulfed in the tornado storm, and he could only let out a final cry, "I haven't even made a move yet!"
When the wind and mist dispersed, all that remained were Gyutaro and Daki's slowly dissipating bodies.
This was the result of perfect teamwork of two Pillars, and even a formidable Upper Moon Demon like Gyutaro met his end in a single move.
"Ha! That felt great! Let's go to Tokyo Prefecture. I can't wait to slash Muzan's head off."
"Aren't we waiting for Tengen?"
"Forget it, let's not wait."
Tengen Uzui: "Ha-choo!"
…
Tokyo Prefecture, Asakusa District.
Tall buildings lined the streets here, making it the most bustling area in the entire nation.
However, even in the busiest places, there were secluded corners that sustained many struggling individuals.
On this day, Aomori came here.
In the past two days, he used [Mind Eyes] to search all over the streets and alleys. Not only did he find Muzan, who is keen on role-playing games, but he also found the main target this time.
In front of him, what appeared to be an ordinary wall was, in Aomori's perception, a straight alley.
He chuckled and walked right in, arriving at a residence. Politely, he knocked on the door.
"Hello, there's a package for you here. Please open the door to check," Aomori said politely
The door oppened slowly revealing a beatiful lady behind it.
"Miss Tamayo, right? There's an invitation here, hoping you'll accept it. Oh, it's an invitation to a front-row seat for watching, Muzan, sunbathe."
"Muzan?" Lady Tamayo, stunned, closed the door with a snap on his face without even thinking at the mention of her mortal enemy...
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