Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 533 Sleep next to me tonight

"Huh?" Yuko exclaimed in surprise after a moment of stunned silence.

Tamayo said calmly, "We haven't spoken in a long time."

Yuko glanced at Tamayo with a complicated expression, then suddenly tightened her collar, hugged herself, and looked at her with a terrified expression: "What, what do you want to do?"

"I'm not that kind of woman, I've already been patient."

Tamayo's face showed a series of dark lines.

She really does.

Tamayo considers herself a gentle person, but in front of Ikuko, maintaining a gentle expression is a luxury; it's very difficult...

Yeah, it's hard not to want to beat her up.

"It's decided then." Without giving Yuko a chance to object, Tamayo picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

Hearing the sounds of showering coming from the bathroom, Yuko looked at Yushiro curiously: "Aren't you going in?"

"Huh? Go in where?" Yushiro was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.

Ikuko pointed pointedly at the bathroom.

Yushiro's face instantly turned rosy.

"Oh~ that expression~" Yuko suddenly realized, and teased, "Is Tamayo's figure good?"

Yushiro held his breath, his face flushed.

What's going on in this woman's head?!

Don't you feel embarrassed at all?!

Yushiro didn't want to talk, but Ikuko kept pressing him for answers.

"You're sharing a room with Tamayo?"

"Does Tamayo ever feel shy?"

"Hey, just tell me, it's all between you and me, no one else will know."

Yuko muttered to herself, completely unaware that the sound of a shower hadn't come from the bathroom for quite some time.

“Yuko~” Tamayo’s voice sounded softly.

"Ah!" Yuko was startled and quickly changed her expression. "I was discussing drawing techniques related to female anatomy with Yushiro."

Yushiro's expression froze for a moment. What the hell is this technique for drawing female anatomy? How did you come up with such an excuse in an instant?

That makes a strangely good point!

Tamayo smiled slightly, clearly not believing her nonsense: "If you're interested, why don't you ask me when you go to sleep later?"

Yu Zi looked at her suspiciously: "Is it okay to ask such a question?"

Tamayo smiled gently. "Of course."

Yu Zi's expression changed swiftly: "I sensed a chilling killing intent in your gentle expression. I won't ask any more questions!"

"Alright, let me dry my hair." Tamayo sighed, took out the hairdryer she had just put away, and dried her hair.

"Alright, let's go back to our rooms and rest."

"It's only two in the morning." Yu Zi glanced at the clock. "Do you guys have such a regular schedule these days?"

"Can this even be considered a ghost?"

"Isn't this a waste of your time, a waste of your life?"

Tamayo suppressed a surge of anger rising within her and smiled, "That's not the case for demons~"

"Can I sleep alone?" Yuko was still a little scared.

"No."

“But…” Yuko seemed a little embarrassed.

Tamayo asked, "But what is it?"

“But, I’m sleeping next to you, Tamayo…” As I spoke, Ikuko quietly turned to look at Yushiro, “Won’t Yushiro be angry?”

In an instant, Tamayo and Yushiro's minds went blank.

If those words already sounded arrogant, then coupled with Yuko's furtive and sneaky demeanor, they seemed even more irritating.

Yushiro's eye twitched: "I won't be angry."

Even if he was angry, it wasn't because Lady Tamayo slept next to Ikuko, but because he was angered by this woman's obnoxious behavior.

With a dark expression, Tamayo stepped forward and dragged Ikuko along like a little piglet, grabbing her by the back of her collar and pulling her towards the room.

Although Tamayo is a woman, she is still a demon, and her strength is much greater than that of an ordinary person. Dragging a person weighing over a hundred pounds is incredibly easy for her.

Even with the worst physical abilities, a ghost would be an excellent worker at carrying bricks on a construction site.

"No, I don't want to sleep next to anyone! I want to sleep in the big bed by myself!" Yu Zi struggled and clung to the wall, but it was no use. Her fingernails left long marks on the wall, and she was quickly dragged into the room.

Yushiro rubbed his temples to relieve his headache.

The farce is finally over.

I should rest... no, I can't rest!

I must continue to improve my drawing skills and strive to capture even a fraction of Tamayo's charm!

Yushiro went to the studio full of energy.

……

in the room.

Yuko was dragged into the room by Tamayo, and she trembled as she hugged herself and hid in a corner by the bed.

She looked like she was about to be forced by bad guys, which made Tamayo speechless.

Tamayo rarely uses "idiot" as an insult, and she rarely loses control of her facial expressions.

But she really has a hard time keeping her composure in this situation.

Tamayo adjusted her mental state, lifted the covers, and got into bed.

Unlike Butterfly Home, which still uses traditional tatami floor mats, Zhushi Home has upgraded to soft, large beds.

It is clear that Tamayo and Yushiro were extremely wealthy.

Indeed, this is one of the benefits of living a long life.

You never know when everyday items might become antiques.

Of course, if the Butterfly family weren't too traditional, it wouldn't be difficult for them to decorate their home like the Zhu family's villa, given the considerable wealth the clinic has accumulated over the years.

Tamayo got into bed and occupied one side of the large bed, and Ikuko immediately moved to the side.

At first, Tamayo was speechless, but as Ikuko retreated further and further away, her expression gradually changed.

"Wait, don't..."

There was a dull thud.

Just hearing about it gave Tamayo a headache.

Yu Zi rolled off the bed, still wrapped in the blanket, her fair legs sticking out on the bed. The back of her head hit the wall, and her bottom landed on the floor. She tried to struggle, but found that the blanket was pulled and wrapped around her, and she couldn't move.

"Tama, Tamayo, pull me up, I can't move." Yuko's voice was tinged with embarrassment.

Tamayo rubbed her forehead, climbed to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and pulled Ikuko up by the hand.

"Is it fun?" Tamayo asked expressionlessly.

Yu Zi looked embarrassed and awkwardly retorted, "How was I supposed to know your beds were so narrow?"

Tamayo asked, puzzled, "Are you relaxed yet?"

Yu Zi paused for a moment upon hearing this, pursed her lips, and nodded gently: "Let's go to sleep."

As she spoke, she lay down and did not repeat the amusing actions she had just taken, behaving as demurely as a well-bred young lady.

Tamayo sighed inwardly, lay down next to Ikuko, and slowly moved closer to her.

Yuko instinctively tried to back away, but she couldn't escape and was forcefully pulled into Tamayo's arms.

"I told you, didn't I, Yuko?"

There's no need to put on airs in front of me.

There was a moment of silence.

rustling...

Yuko suddenly wriggled out of Tamayo's arms, looking at her with a displeased expression: "Am I pretentious?"

Do I look that pretentious?