I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

Mrs. Miyamoto chose the most inconvenient furisode kimono, but there is no denying that the clothes are beautiful.

The light pink kimono has cherry blossoms printed all over the hem. The long sleeves have to be moved very carefully, so the woman will be somewhat demure.

Her long hair was braided and rolled up, revealing her beautiful neck, and the earrings inlaid with pearls made her look immortal.

"My daughter," Mrs. Miyamoto gently held Kuriyama Kuriko's face with both hands. There were tears in the woman's eyes and her voice was slow. "You have grown up and become very beautiful."

"You will definitely have a bright future, just like you are so beautiful and moving right now."

Kuriyama Kuriko's heart felt like it was being submerged by the tide. She looked at the woman in front of her and was speechless. There was something surging in her eyes, until the sound of opening the door woke her up.

The two people stood in the corridor, and the door opened to Muzan Kibutsuji's room.

"Tsukihiko," Mrs. Miyamoto turned around and saw her son standing at the door. She walked over with a smile, "Look at my sister, is she beautiful today?"

Under the eaves, Oniwu Tsuji Muzan could only look. He glanced at it, with a gleam in his eyes, and said, "Yes, mother."

"Is Tsukihiko's compliment that simple?"

Mrs. Miyamoto spoke with a smile again, with a narrow smile. Her son was usually gentle and polite, so it was rare for her to have a chance to tease him.

When Onibutsuji Muzan was asked to praise him, Kuriyama Kuriko said that he didn't dare to think about it, and hurriedly walked over with a shy smile, "Mom, no need..."

"Like lilies of the valley under the moon,"

The boy who transformed into Kibutsuji Mukai said slowly, his red eyes still didn't contain much emotion, but there seemed to be a trace of a smile.

Kuriyama Kuriko looked over suddenly, and then quickly moved his gaze to other places.

"Lily of the valley flower?" Mrs. Miyamoto was very satisfied after thinking about it. "It is a flower that represents happiness. It seems that this is Tsukihiko's blessing to his sister."

She smiled and pulled down Kuriyama Kuriko's clothes, "Well, come on,"

"...Okay," Kuriyama Kuriko pursed her lips, thinking in her mind what Kibutsuji Muzan's words meant. It must have some special meaning. Could it be that he wants to eat his blind date?

Mrs. Miyamoto went downstairs to prepare the car.

Only Kuriyama Kuriko and Kibutsuji Muzan were left in the corridor. She couldn't think of what it meant for a while, so she simply asked directly, "Are you suggesting that I eat that human being?"

The words of praise were completely twisted into another meaning. Oniitsuji Muzan looked at the serious-faced Kuriyama Kuriko for a few seconds, "No," he said, and added unbearably, "What have you been thinking about all day long."

He has normal aesthetics and is not stingy with praise.

Today’s Kuriyama chestnuts can indeed be said to be beautiful.

Too lazy to quarrel with his weak-minded subordinates, he stopped talking and went directly downstairs to do his own thing.

"Brother Tsukihiko," Kuriyama Kuriko was actually shocked when he actually praised himself. When he saw the person leaving, he hurriedly caught up and asked for advice, "Mom asked me to go on a blind date. Do you really want to go?"

Kibutsuji Muzan said the two words he often said without expression, "Shut up."

His time was not spent on this kind of thing. It seemed that he was really too kind to her, so much so that she no longer knew how high the world was.

"I'm sorry," Kuriyama Kuriko apologized sensibly, "I just thought you might have encountered this kind of thing before. I want to better integrate into human society, so I wanted to ask you for advice."

"I just think the way you handle it must be perfect."

Kuriyama Kuriko said nothing more, and the two of them went downstairs. It was already time to go out. When passing by, she heard, "It doesn't matter if you just take a look."

Lizi instantly rolled his eyes and replied in a low voice, "Understood, brother Yueyan."

Naturally, I didn't get a response, but I didn't get scolded either.

It's no surprise to Kuriyama Kuriko that Kibutsuji Muzan's tolerance for useful things may be higher than some people think. Li Zi thinks it's quite normal. This guy is very insightful into people's hearts.

He can do well if he wants to.

Sitting in the car again, Kuriyama Kuriko no longer felt the restraint of riding in a car for the first time. She got into the car very skillfully and said hello to the driver.

Mrs. Miyamoto's address had already been told to the driver.

"Please sit tight, miss," the driver said and started the car. Kuriyama Kuriko suddenly wanted to stick her head out, so she decided to sit like this. Looking behind, I saw Mrs. Miyamoto standing at the door with Oniitsuji Muzan.

Li Zi waved to the two of them.

Mrs. Miyamoto also waved, waved once, and told Li Zi to sit back quickly. The boy next to her, with a gentle expression and a smile, was also watching, but his eyes were calm and indifferent, as if he was looking at a stone on the side of the road.

Or maybe I didn’t read anything.

Kuriyama Kuriko sat back in the car. Mrs. Miyamoto and Muzan Kibutsuji were gone, and now she was the only one sitting in the back seat. There was no need to maintain the mask on her face anymore. She showed her true feelings at the moment with an expressionless face.

He turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window expressionlessly.

She didn't want to talk, so she didn't talk to the driver. At this time, she had this power. Even if the air in the car is so dull that it makes people uncomfortable, the driver will not speak.

She was thinking about her decision, was it really worth trying?

There was obviously a safer way, but until the car reached its destination and the driver called softly, Kuriyama Kuriko, who was thinking silently, still didn't find the answer.

"Thank you," she whispered to the driver who helped open the car door. She carefully lifted up the skirt of her kimono, but her wide sleeves still accidentally brushed against the car door.

She saw it, frowned slightly, and wiped away the dust on her sleeves.

"Then I'll wait for you over there, miss," the driver said, pointing to a location not far away. After receiving a response, he returned to the car and drove away.

It's a tea room.

Kuriyama Kuriko arrived at the appointed location and immediately saw the young man who might have arrived a long time ago. She glanced at it and walked over, with a smile on her face that she had recently practiced successfully and could be called a noble girl, "Hello, are you Mr. Yoshino Hideshi?"

The short-haired young man who was staring out of boredom turned his head when he heard the sound, and then froze. After more than ten seconds, his face turned red, and he moved the cup on the table in a panic, "Yes, I am, I am Yoshino Eiji, you must be Miss Miyamoto Kuriko."

He stood up, his limbs obviously stiff, and he felt awkward.

I'm nervous.

"Please take a seat."

Kuriyama Kuriko smiled slightly and sat across from the person, "You sit down too."

Yoshino Eiji looked to be around 20 years old and full of vitality. Kuriyama Kuriko looked at him calmly. He glanced at the clothes placed on the seat with his peripheral vision and said "Huh".

"What's wrong?" Yoshino Yoshino followed the girl's gaze and saw the Demon Slayer uniform he had put on his place, "Don't tell me... Do you know about our Demon Slayer Corps?"

he asked in surprise.

Kuriyama Kuriko looked away, "That's right. Are you from the Demon Slayer Squad?"

Yoshino Hideshi blushed slightly, "I'm just a support person."

“The logistics are also great.”

Kuriyama Kuriko was talking about the scene.

Hideshi Yoshino touched his nose embarrassedly, suddenly thought of something, raised his head, and asked, "Which senior does Ms. Miyamoto know?"

"It's Mr. Purgatory Shinjuro," Kuriyama Kuriko ignored the surprised expression on Yoshino Hideshi's face and asked curiously, "Why did you join the Demon Slayer Corps?"

"I," Hideshi Yoshino touched the back of his head and whispered, "my good friend was eaten by a ghost," his tone was sad and sad, "so I joined the Demon Slayer Squad. But I didn't have the talent and didn't work hard enough, so I He has been doing logistics, not as good as Mr. Purgatory.”

Kuriyama Kuriko heard the admiration for Purgatory Shinjuro from the person in front of him.

"Mr. Purgatory is indeed very powerful."

"Right," Hideshi Yoshino said with excitement when someone praised his respected Hashira, and his whole body was beaming with excitement, "Recently, the Demon Slayer Corps has had several talented people come to the team. I believe everyone will become more powerful in the near future."

"...Really? How powerful is he? More powerful than Mr. Purgatory?"

This is really fatal, Yoshino Hideshi has no way to answer.

It wasn't that Li Zi wanted to ask this question, the main reason was that she only knew Mr. Purgatory. Suddenly her mind brightened and she thought of something, "Do you know Mr. Weimingyu? He must be very powerful too."

Hideshi Yoshino started chatting, "Mr. Wei Mingyu is the most powerful among them. He will soon become a pillar. He has already completed the task of becoming a pillar."

"....Is it so powerful?"

"Yes," Hideshi Yoshino sighed, admiring him infinitely, "the others are also very good."

"Who are the others?"