The final interpretation of the Demon Slayer Corps was in Kagaya Ubuyashiki's hands. The fate of the Demon Slayer Corps was also decided by him.
Roa didn't need to worry about that. Ultimately, everything depended on personal choice.
After listening to Kagaya Ubuyashiki's words, Roa shrugged. How things turned out here didn't affect him. Feeling bored, he yawned and played with Mitsuri Kanroji's fingers. Mitsuri Kanroji glanced back at Roa, and Roa smiled at her.
After everything was settled, the Demon Slayer Corps' story came to an end.
Roa no longer wore the tattered clothes. Now, he changed back into the kimono he wore when he ran away from home. The loose sleeves of the kimono fluttered in the wind.
Roa was like this. No matter what he wore, he had a unique charm.
Roa smiled at Tanjiro Kamado and said, "Tanjiro, go home. There will be no more demons. Live well. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me. If I'm not here, you can directly find the servant beside me. Although he might not be of much use."
The servant standing beside him showed a slightly awkward smile.
Tanjiro Kamado quickly said to Roa, "It was always Roa who helped us before. How could we trouble Roa now?"
Roa smiled, "We'll talk about the future later. Well, you can all go home now. I hope your lives will be better."
After saying that, Roa waved to Tanjiro Kamado.
Then, there was the issue of the property.
Let's see what's going on over there and make a decision later.
After discussing a few words with the servant, the servant walked ahead, ready to take Roa home. Roa directly pulled Mitsuri Kanroji over and said to her, "From now on, you'll follow me. No need to run around anymore."
The scenery on the mountain was beautiful. After discussing everything, the early morning sun rose from the horizon.
The warmth kept rising. The summer temperature was already high, and even the early morning couldn't dispel this slightly scorching restlessness.
The interactions along the way were inevitable. Under the servant's resentful gaze, Roa kept chatting with Mitsuri Kanroji about casual things, occasionally telling a few jokes he had heard, making the journey less awkward.
By the time Roa arrived at the mansion, it was already two hours later. The servant naturally didn't walk the whole way. First, they went to the town, rented a carriage, and then took everyone to the city where the mansion was located.
The Demon Slayer Corps' headquarters was in the wilderness, but the property prepared by Roa's father, Muzan Kibutsuji, was actually in the city center.
This was a very prosperous city. It was still early in the morning, and the crowd was sparse, but even so, you could see various shops preparing to open. It was hard to imagine what the scene would be like at night.
The servant continued to lead Roa forward and finally stopped in front of a European-style villa that could be described as magnificent.
Roa raised an eyebrow. It seemed he had underestimated his family's wealth. Just this house alone was probably an astronomical figure.
Naturally, there were bodyguards now. The servant stepped forward and talked to them, constantly rubbing his hands and showing a humble demeanor.
Roa stood aside and watched the servant without saying much.
Although he was a rich man's son, even if his parents were alive, he might not be treated well.
In short, his status was humble.
The bodyguard stood aside, looked at Roa for a while, then nodded and opened the iron gate, letting the three of them in.
The servant still walked ahead, leading Roa and Mitsuri Kanroji towards the innermost house.
Mitsuri Kanroji was very surprised along the way. Mitsuri Kanroji's background wasn't bad. A poorer family couldn't afford to raise a big eater like Mitsuri Kanroji.
But Mitsuri Kanroji's family was undoubtedly incomparable to a family in such an environment.
Looking around, unlike the residents elsewhere, the bodyguards here wore suits and sunglasses, giving a very special feeling.
Roa calmly walked behind the servant. Joking aside, the surroundings were unfamiliar, so he could only let the servant lead him to introduce him to his so-called uncle.
Entering the living room, the living room was extremely spacious, easily accommodating dozens of people. There were still a few bodyguards standing around. The bodyguards surrounded a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa. When he saw Roa, his eyes lit up, and he smiled at Mitsuri Kanroji, "Nephew, come here."
Roa nodded and sat in front of him.
The middle-aged man in front of him was a bit fat and looked greasy. The most obvious feature was that all his hair was gone, shining brightly under the sun.
This was the sorrow of middle age. More or less, people would have these problems in middle age. Roa said he could understand him.
The middle-aged man didn't beat around the bush. He moistened his throat, thought for a moment, and said to Roa, "Fifty million, give me the company's shares. How about it?"
Hearing this, Roa raised an eyebrow and looked at the servant behind him. The servant averted his gaze and didn't dare to speak.
Roa pretended to be angry, slammed the table, pointed at the man's nose, and said, "Now that my parents are gone, you propose such an obviously extortionate offer at this time. No, I don't accept it."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man also laughed. He thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "That's true. Then, seventy million."
Roa shouted angrily, "My relationship with my father is something you can't imagine. My father said that the company's business must be handed over to me. Just saying—"
The middle-aged man tapped the table with his fingers, looked directly at Roa, and smiled, "Actually, you won't get that much money. Even without me, do you think you can inherit such a large legacy? Impossible. I'm just taking advantage of the situation. This way, I can directly take back the company's shares without conflicting with other shareholders. How about this, still seventy million, but since I'm your uncle, I'll cover all your messes in the future."
Roa fell into deep thought and looked at the servant who had been standing silently from the beginning.
The servant nodded and made a subtle gesture to Roa.
Roa also knew that he couldn't get more money, so he nodded and said indifferently, "Alright then, deal."
Anyway, the currency of this world was useless. Even if he took it out, it wouldn't be of any use. For Roa, it was just a piece of waste paper.
The reason he wanted more was purely to not let the other party have it too easy. But judging by the other party's attitude, this was probably the limit. Since it was the limit, he might as well take it.
Seventy million out of nowhere, although it was yen, in this era, it was still a huge sum of money.
Mitsuri Kanroji, standing beside him, was stunned. The not-so-bright Mitsuri Kanroji started imagining how much seventy million was. Since the number was too large, she converted it into sakura mochi. It was probably enough sakura mochi for her to eat for three lifetimes.
In fact, she had never seen so much money in her life.
Roa was satisfied, and the middle-aged man was also satisfied. He patted Roa's shoulder and said, "We're family. Don't say I bullied you or anything. I heard you recently joined some organization? Coincidentally, I have some connections in the political world. That organization has caused a bit of trouble. No problem, I'll help you settle it."
Roa fell into deep thought, then nodded to the middle-aged man, and his impression of him improved.
Of course, all this was based on the premise that both parties could benefit.
After discussing everything, Roa took Mitsuri Kanroji and bid farewell to the man.
This negotiation was quite pleasant. There were no overly clichéd incidents, which also made Roa breathe a sigh of relief.
Trouble, the less the better.
Now, Roa, with seventy million in his pocket, how should he enjoy it?
Roa turned his gaze to Mitsuri Kanroji, examining her figure.
Her figure was beyond reproach. Just the two majestic peaks on her chest could already surpass 99% of women.
As the poem goes: If the chest is not flat, how can one pacify the world? If the breasts are not large, how can one gather people's hearts?
If the cleavage is not deep, how can one uphold justice? If the skin is not white, how can one defeat all enemies?
If the legs are not long, how can one stay together forever? If the waist is not slim, how can one tie tender feelings?
In short, Mitsuri Kanroji was an extremely outstanding woman in this regard.
Hmm, a very good one.
Roa's right hand wrapped around the girl's slender waist, pulling her to his side. The girl's warm breath tickled Roa's nose.
Strictly speaking, this should be Roa's first time.
Hmm, if he did such a thing.
Roa always thought that Mitsuri Kanroji looked better in pink or light brown clothes. Mitsuri Kanroji herself was an extremely cute person with a lively personality. Such a girl looked better in cute clothes.
Probably like this.
Of course, Roa felt that if it were a pure desire style, the charm would be maximized.
After all, the physical conditions were there.
Roa smiled and said, "Mitsuri, come on, I haven't taken you to the market in a long time. Let's buy you a few clothes. From now on, you'll be mine."
Even though Mitsuri Kanroji had already experienced many ups and downs, she was still flustered by Roa's words, her cheeks flushed again, transforming her into a steam girl.
The steam girl was certainly cute, but if she remained this shy, it would be a bit difficult to handle.
A mature steam girl should understand when to be shy and when not to be.
Clearly, Mitsuri Kanroji, as a steam girl, had not yet reached that level.
Holding a beauty in his arms, everything would become even more beautiful.
Taking Mitsuri Kanroji to the mall, compared to the vendors elsewhere, the capital of the Little Life Country was already taking shape, and the mall was not much dif from the ones Roa usually visited in his past life.
The clothing sold there was abundant.
Compared to traditional Japanese clothing, like kimonos, these outfits leaned more towards modern styles, though they were not overly avant-garde.
Roa's gaze swept around as he began to carefully select clothes for Mitsuri Kanroji.
He had already planned to choose two types of outfits for her: one for himself to enjoy and one for going out.
As they picked and chose, they actually found several very nice outfits.
Roa waved his hand grandly, directly packing them up, and then he stopped in front of one particular outfit.
Roa's eyes fell on this piece of clothing, and he fell into deep thought for a long time.
What lay before him was, surprisingly, a maid outfit!
The white frills interwoven with black fabric made this piece of clothing stand out.
And when Roa's gaze shifted to the white stockings beside it, his breath caught instinctively.
Still, the same old story: he loved white stockings.
Then he fell into thought again.
Well, no more talking, let's get this one ready for Mitsuri Kanroji to change into.
Tonight's content would revolve around this outfit.
A smile appeared on Roa's face as he said to the attendant beside him, "Please get me one of these outfits, um, it should fit well, for my partner here. Hmm, does it need to be customized? The fabric in the front needs to be enlarged? No problem, I'll come back to pick it up later."
The attendant was a woman, about twenty-five years old, but compared to Mitsuri Kanroji, her chest seemed a bit comical.
In any case, it was still the same saying.
How can one rule the world with a flat chest?
The attendant looked at Mitsuri Kanroji's chest with envy, which eventually turned into a sigh.
Envious, but it was of no use.
Such things depend on talent; those who are not born beautiful cannot reach this level.
Leaving with a large bag of items, Roa showed a hint of regret. Although the other clothes fit well, he felt a bit disappointed about the crucial maid outfit.
Without further ado, he first found an inn nearby to drop off their things, then took Mitsuri Kanroji to a restaurant to eat.
The restaurants in the city center were not necessarily better than those in other areas; the prices were not cheap, and while the food was not particularly bad, it was quite average.
After casually dealing with the food in front of him, Roa fell into thought again.
What should they do next?
Seeing Roa stop and space out, Mitsuri Kanroji also halted her steps.
Oh, right.
Roa remembered something and said to Mitsuri Kanroji, "I will teach you swordsmanship later. Hmm, although the Demon King has been killed, the troubles are not over yet."
Mitsuri Kanroji tilted her head in confusion but obediently responded.
After finishing their meal, they continued to stroll around, almost exploring everything nearby, and finally returned to the inn in the afternoon.
The inn, needless to say, was quite large.
There was a big bed on top, with soft bedding neatly stacked, and the entire room was very tidy. The clothes they bought were placed on the table beside the bed.
There were so many clothes that one table could not hold them all, so the rest were casually tossed onto the bed.
Roa began to select clothes for Mitsuri Kanroji, starting the dressing-up process.
Now was the time for the cosplay segment.
Roa flashed a mischievous smile at Mitsuri Kanroji and said, "Mitsuri, come here, let me take a look."
Mitsuri Kanroji, her cheeks flushed, walked up and stood obediently in front of Roa.
Roa was always good at undressing others; this kind of thing was only done once or countless times.
The Demon Slayer Corps uniform was simple in structure, so taking it off was not difficult.
As he pulled off Mitsuri Kanroji's belt, he could see the faint outline of her cleavage, her skin as white as mutton fat snow, and her slender waist. Usually, due to the clothing, Mitsuri Kanroji's curvy figure was not apparent.
Having not been close to a girl for a long time, and being in his teenage years, Roa couldn't help but feel a bit dry-mouthed.
His fingers instinctively began to explore downwards, though his expression remained serious.
With his right hand around her waist and his left hand touching her head, he untangled Mitsuri Kanroji's three braids, revealing her long, smooth, beautiful hair.
Then, Roa began his long and arduous task.
To change her clothes.
First, he had to keep his mind steady.
This was undoubtedly a more challenging task than killing Muzan Kibutsuji.
As he removed the last outer garment, Mitsuri Kanroji was left wearing only her undergarments.
Just as Roa was about to make his move, he was stopped by Mitsuri Kanroji.
At this moment, Mitsuri Kanroji seriously said to Roa, "Um, how about we go soak in a hot spring first?"
Roa suddenly understood and realized what she meant.
Although he was a bit reluctant to part with her body, he nodded in agreement with her request.
After all, if they were going to do such things, it was better to clean up first.
He put her clothes back on as they were, selected a pair of light green over-the-knee socks from the bag, and smiled at Mitsuri Kanroji, saying, "Um, Mitsuri, extend your leg, and I'll help you put them on."
Mitsuri Kanroji shyly extended her smooth little leg, her cheeks as red as a ripe apple.
Roa was also a bit taken aback; it was his first time helping a girl put on over-the-knee socks.
His fingers brushed against Mitsuri Kanroji's white calf, sending a tingling sensation through her, causing her to kick at Roa.
Roa grabbed Mitsuri Kanroji's exposed ankle and laughed, "Don't be shy, it'll be done soon."
But in fact, what Roa meant by "soon" was purely deceptive.
This took another ten minutes.
It was only when the steam girl could no longer hold back and wanted to get up that Roa reluctantly gave up.
The warmth left on his hands made Roa feel quite nostalgic.
Nostalgic for the warmth of the girl, nostalgic for the softness of her chest, nostalgic for her skin as white as jade.
Using the word "nostalgic" might not be entirely appropriate, but it was the phrase that best reflected Roa's feelings.
He didn't want to lose a moment, wanting to keep going, wanting to lean against her forever.
Indeed, no matter how many times one does such things, it always stirs the heart.
Ahem, let's start the car; the world ends tomorrow.
Um, that should be fine~