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Four women and one man came in.

"Today is really lively."

Although the business of the coffee shop has always been good, Toru Amuro stood behind the counter and couldn't help blowing a whistle when there were so many customers in a short period of time.

Those five people seemed to have a good relationship, and walked in the door talking and laughing.

The woman in a white dress beckoned, "Should we have reserved a seat in advance in the morning?"

"Please wait a moment." Amuro flipped through the memo, "Are you Miss Kobayashi Izumi?"

"Your location is here."

"Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

As soon as she was seated, the brown-haired woman in a yellow short-sleeved top moved familiarly, and patted the shoulders of the other three women unceremoniously, not at all like friends she hadn't seen for a long time.

The woman in the white skirt - Kobayashi Quanko nodded, casually checked a few drinks on the menu, and handed them directly to the blond waiter who was waiting by the side.

"We're all busy after college, after all."

"If it weren't for the engagement with Yamaoka this time, the four of us might not have the opportunity to get together like this."

As she spoke, she held her fiancé's arm, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her eyes were full of happiness and sweetness.

"It would be great if Yamaoka and I could receive the blessings of you, Mitsuri and Nai."

"What's wrong, Tanjirou?"

Gojo Satoru held his face and kept moving the strawberries left on the plate with his hands, looking terribly bored.

The white-haired conjurer just turned his head to take a look when the four of them entered the store, snorted out of his nose for no apparent reason, then turned his head back quite disinterestedly, and harmed the innocent fruits on the plate.

His tail tune was slightly raised, coupled with his lazy nasal voice, he sounded like a mischievous and coquettish cat, paws gently scratching his thoughts, trying to attract the attention of the person opposite.

"Did you find something?"

Ever since the five of them entered the store, the evil spirits had kept their eyes on the woman standing at the end whose hair was dyed pink and green.

Tanjiro opened his eyes wide, raised his palms slightly to cover his face, his pupils, which were as magnificent as broken gemstones, suddenly became narrow and sharp, as if he saw something unbelievable, even his hands trembled slightly.

"Tanjiro..."

Tanjirou Kamado seemed not to have heard the voice of the white-haired conjurer, and stared at the guests at the table.

"Tanjirou, Tanjirou!"

Seeing the students ignore him, Gojo Satoru suddenly became playful.

Like a cat whose curiosity was aroused by a ball of yarn, he couldn't help reaching out with his long hands and arms, and lightly touched the flower card earrings hanging on the side of Tanjirou's face.

Earrings that have been handed down for thousands of years have a strange and indescribable touch. They are rough but not branded. Although I don’t know what material they are made of, they are light and flexible. No wonder they can be preserved for thousands of years.

Gojo Satoru slowly groped the slightly uneven surface with his fingertips. He didn't expect that there was such a technology thousands of years ago that could make such exquisite things.

The white-haired conjurer stretched his arms across the entire table in a rather impolite manner, wishing he could push all the plates on the table aside.

He didn't realize how strange his behavior was at the moment, and he was still fiddling with the dangling earrings between his fingers.

"Wow!"

Finally, he was called back by the persistent harassment from his ears, and Tanjiro quickly covered his ears.

"Teacher, what are you doing!"

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand without any embarrassment, "Because Tanjirou has been ignoring me."

"So, did Tanjirou discover something?"

"The taste is very strange." Tanjiro touched his nose, and couldn't help but drift to the guests at the table again.

He first glanced at the silent woman in the black dress sitting in the corner, and frowned.

After that, his eyes drifted to the other side as if uncontrollably, and finally fixed firmly on the woman with cherry green hair who was eating and eating, and occasionally raised her head to chat and laugh with several other people, with a bright and bright smile.

I don't know what they were talking about. The woman with cherry green hair blushed and waved her hands again and again, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, as if thinking of something happy.

Tanjiro realized when a pair of warm hands cupped his cheeks without hesitation, and abruptly straightened his face. He just looked at it and was lost in ecstasy again.

"Sorry!" Tanjiro quickly bowed his head to apologize, and almost knocked his head on the edge of the table with too much force.

He had to control it desperately to barely let his gaze drift to the side again, the hands on his knees were clenched tightly, and the sharp nails pierced the skin, but the wound healed before the blood leaked out.

He hasn't forgotten what he just wanted to say.

"The woman in the black dress... smells strange."

He couldn't describe the weird smell.

It is not the disgusting smell of evil spirits, nor is it the smell of happiness or other emotions of normal people.

It was an unexplainable feeling that made his scalp tingle just by smelling it, a very uncomfortable feeling.

"No, I'm not asking that."

However, Gojo Satoru looked at Tanjiro as if surprised, and pointed to the table of guests from the air, and his fingertips happened to be facing the woman with cherry green hair in green striped socks.

"Is there anyone you know in there?"

He was simply asking what he knew.

He clearly knew that this child suddenly came to this strange era inexplicably, and he didn't even know some basic things, so how could he recognize others.

But——some things, who can say for sure?

Tanjiro was taken aback.

"No, I... probably don't know her."

He hastily denied it.

"I just……"

The goblin lowered its head, staring silently at the remains of the pastry on the dinner plate.

"I think she looks familiar."

Not only was it familiar, but the moment he saw that figure already made his soul tremble, and the memories he tried so hard to keep in the depths of his mind flooded into his mind like a tsunami.

In a trance, he felt a burst of moisture around his eye sockets, but when he raised his hand, he touched only a piece of dryness.

That was the partner who had given him a lot of help, lived and died with him, and fought side by side to exterminate the evil spirits!

"Um……"

Not knowing what the child in front of him was struggling with, Gojo Satoru thought for a while, "Do you need me to ask for a contact information for you?"

"No, please don't do that!"

Hearing these words, Tanjiro jumped up from the chair as if stimulated, and grabbed the conjurer who was about to leave.

Under Gojo Satoru's puzzled eyes, Tanjiro pursed his lips, and those magnificent ghost eyes stared stubbornly at the tall man in front of him.

"That's enough."

He dragged the man back to his seat.

That's enough.

It is enough to see that the former partners can live so happily in modern times, no longer need to fight against evil spirits, can enjoy the life of ordinary people to the fullest, and stay away from disasters and tragedies.

not to mention--

"I can't appear in front of her like this."

Tanjiro looked helplessly at his sharp and sharp nails, the smile on his mouth was gentle and soft, but his eyes seemed to be soaked in water, and layers of sadness slowly surged up like a tide.

God knows that he almost couldn't control his urge to run to the opponent.

But no.Not to mention that the current Ganluji Mitsuri doesn't seem to have any memories of the Demon Slayer Squad from the past, and his current appearance must never appear in front of the other party.

Ghosts have been erased from history.

He, the king of ghosts who doesn't know why he exists, shouldn't appear in front of the old people again, and it will only increase troubles.

"I can see that they are happy and happy now, and I am very satisfied."

Even though he only knows the current situation of Mitsuri in Amroji now, Tanjirou believes that other friends must be like Ms. Amroji and live their lives happily and peacefully.

"So, although I am very grateful to Mr. Wujo for your kindness."

The evil ghost showed a smile again, "But this is already very good."

It is enough for him to silently wish them a safe life in a place where they don't know.

"Tanjirou..."

Really unable to resist the stubborn student, the white-haired conjurer sighed, grabbed Tanjiro's face and rubbed it for a while as if to vent his anger.

Gojo Satoru seemed to want to rub off all the sad look on the evil ghost's face, and he would only stop until his cheeks were flushed.

"Is that Tanjirou's former partner?"

He didn't expect to get an answer, so he continued talking on his own.

"Although I think a well-behaved child like Tanjiro will definitely not cause trouble to others—"

"But if you really don't want to bother me, that's fine."

He jerked Tanjiro over, and even though he was separated by a blindfold, the evil spirit could still feel the conjurer's gaze firmly on him.

"Tanjiro is now a student at a high school?"

"Although Tanjiro hasn't met any of his senior classmates yet, they are all very easy-going kids."

The conjurer tapped the evil ghost's forehead lightly, and his words were full of smiles, "I believe they will all become very reliable partners of Tanjirou in the future."

"Also, I will always be by Tanjirou's side."

After finishing speaking, as if he still felt that his performance was not sincere enough, Gojo Satoru deliberately flattened his mouth, and his tone was full of grievances.

"Or, Tanjirou doesn't believe us?"

"how is this possible!"

Tanjiro shook his head repeatedly.

"I'm just, still a little bit reluctant."

He turned his head unconsciously again, and took a quick look at Kanroji Mitsuri, who was smiling happily, almost pulling his muscles to control himself from turning his head away from looking.

Tanjiro raised his head again, as if he had finally made up his mind, the magnificent ghost pupils were stained with firmness again.

"I haven't forgotten why I'm sitting here."

He said.

"Until I find a way to destroy me, I will get along well with my seniors."

The past time can't be recovered, and he will cherish the memories of getting along with his companions in the Ghost Killing Squad.

Although the future path is still unclear, he will try his best to adapt to the modern life, and try his best to get along with his high school partners!