The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable

…

The third day since the fireworks display.

night.

On top of a mountain somewhere in Kii.

Under a tree.

A female voice softly hummed a song, the style was like the bells of a shrine, very beautiful.

Two figures were sitting next to the tree, looking up through the whirling leaves at the bright and gorgeous starry sky.

The breeze blew by, causing their hair to sway.

Under the trees at night, it was somewhat difficult to distinguish the faces of the two people.

I could only vaguely hear the conversation between the two:

"Ganlu Temple." A male voice sounded under the tree, as if he wanted to say something to another person.

The other person turned around when he heard the words, straightened his waist, and his long pink hair was swaying:

"Call me Sakura Cake." His tone seemed to be complaining.

The man looked up at Sakura Cake, his expression seemed to be surprised:

"...Sakura cake."

Hearing this answer, Sakura Cake nodded her head with satisfaction, and then leaned on the tree comfortably again, and asked in a good mood:

"Well, what's the matter?"

"The rest of the journey..." The male voice was saying: "We..."

Sakurabake turned her head away, but she suddenly interrupted, but it was not so abrupt:

"Well, I happen to want to see this land after the war..."

"Let's go together."

Before the man could answer, Sakurabake's tone quickened, and she turned around and said:

"But before that, you must rest for some time in Mount Sagi."

"Yes, I know."

…

…

Soryu Dojo.

in the corridor.

Two figures stood here facing each other.

"Komaji...dono..."

Renxue lowered her head, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she stuttered nervously, calling Komaji's name intermittently.

As she spoke, she suddenly covered her face and her voice became even softer:

"...It's so difficult..."

Koji stretched out his hand, patted Lianxue on the shoulder, and comforted her:

"Lian Yuki-hime." In comparison, when Komaji said this title, it seemed much more natural.

——It would be better if he didn't dodge his eyes in panic.

The relationship between Komaji and Renyuki seems to be much closer than before.

On the other side, people sitting and chatting with each other in the courtyard couldn't help but look here frequently.

Kamado Sumire, Qingzang, Huiren and others were all sitting around the table.

It seemed that the only one sitting at the table was Shang Quannai, who was missing.

"Hey, have you noticed?"

"Ah~ Ever since the fireworks show came back, there has been something very wrong between these two people~"

Kamado Sumire held her cheek, took a sip of tea, and looked at Komaji Renyue and Komaji Renyue who were standing in the corridor with a teasing tone:

"What happened~ I'm so curious~"

Kimura also squinted his eyes, looking malicious, and said in a very high-spirited tone:

"Speaking of it, it sounds very different..."

"seem…"

The people sitting around the table looked at each other after speaking.

Everyone turned their eyes and seemed to understand something:

"Oh——~"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Only Qingzang, Eren, and Curaya's parents looked at each other, and both of them had an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

"Haha, haha, come on, Mr. Kuraya, let's drink..." Qingzang quickly attracted Kuraya, holding a small stone wine glass and stuffing it into Kuraya's hand.

"Well, haha, haha..." Kuraya agreed helplessly. Even though he had completely recovered from his illness, he had never drank alcohol.

"Cough cough cough!!" Kuraya choked and spat out immediately.

"Hey! Don't drink too much! You smell like alcohol!" Huiren stood aside, looking at Qingzang in a dull tone, and pointed at him with his hand.

"Okay, okay." Qingzang nodded quickly with a smile and put down the wine glass in his hand.

The atmosphere of the evening party was very cheerful.

Although no one knew exactly what happened between the two of them during the fireworks display, they all had a vague guess.

The extra white ice crystal-like snowflake hairpin on Lianxue's head is enough as evidence.

It seems that everyone's guess is correct.

…

…

One year later.

Coincidentally, it’s the New Year’s fireworks display again.

Koji and Renyue's wedding was held as scheduled.

During the day in summer, the sun is very bright and the chirping of cicadas can be heard endlessly.

The blue sky is clear, with no clouds in sight.

Three open spaces.

Even though it was daytime, the lights were still on in the spacious room.

As friends, everyone did not enter the third stage.

Instead, he sat outside the door and observed in the courtyard, leaving enough space for the two newcomers.

As relatives, Qingzang, Huiren, Cangye, and Shenhui were seated in the third section.

now.

A little shrine maiden from a certain Kiriyama Shrine was holding a Kagura bell and performing a solemn ceremony for the two of them:

"The grand view is above, and the sun is flowing, and the middle is the right way to view the world. Viewing, washing but not recommending, there is Fu Gongruo, looking down and transforming..."

The miko held the Kagura bell, shook it slightly, and tapped it gently in front of the two people:

"Three three nine times, three gifts."

Weddings in the Edo period were not as Westernized as they were in later generations.

But the woman's Lianxue also wore "Bai Wugou" clothing, which represented purity.

The top of the head is wrapped in a large white "cotton hat" that looks like white gauze.

Komaji, who was sitting opposite Renyue, was wearing a black and gray men's kimono, with a white pom-pom hanging on his chest.

Dressed in white Lianxue, she raised her head and looked at Kōji who was sitting opposite her in a daze. Her face was a little nervous and she couldn't help but grab her clothes with her hands.

He pursed his lips and murmured slightly:

"...like a dream..."

Komaji's ears twitched slightly. He stuck out his head and looked at Renxue, wondering:

"Huh? What's wrong?"

There was some worry in his eyes. After all, Lianxue's body could not be called "healed" until now.

Renxue smiled and shook her head slightly. She looked at Komaji with an expression full of happiness:

"No, I just feel so happy."

"Marrying...with Komajiden...is really possible..."

"It's like a dream."

Komaji stared at the smiling Renxue in a daze, and for a moment he forgot how to react.

At this time,

Snap.

The little miko stretched out her hand and placed several small plates filled with wine in front of the two of them.

"please."

——Thirty-three-nine degrees.

It's like a neon glass of wine.

Koji was stunned for a moment. He and Lianxue looked at each other, and then quickly came back to their senses:

"Okay, okay."

Bang, Lianxue and Lianxue picked up the plate in front of them at the same time.

…

…

Everyone was sitting three sections away.

They poked their heads inward curiously.

But a long time passed, but no sound was heard.

until--

"oath!"

"Swear before the solemn shrine!"

"This time, Koji and Renyue are married here."

"Please be happy to have the great gods testify for you. For the rest of your life, you will be harmonious and harmonious, and will not run counter to the relationship between husband and wife. You will share the responsibility for family affairs and swear to work hard for the prosperity of the family."

"Qingchang 15th year, August 29th."

"Husband, Koji."

"Wife, Lianxue."

…

…

"win——"

The summer chirping of cicadas continues.

Mixed with the cheers of the crowd.

On a tall tree nearby.

The two figures sat here, looking down at the cheering crowd, and looked at each other.

The two of them smiled sincerely.

"Is the journey about to start the next stop?"

"No, let's rest for a while first."

…

At this time.

Under the tree, someone shouted towards here:

"Mr. Kamizumi! Lord Kanroji! Come down!"

"Komaji and the others have done it, it's time for us to celebrate together!"

Shang Quannai, who was sitting in the tree, heard the words and nodded towards the person who yelled:

"Um."

Then, he turned around and glanced at Ganluji Sakura Cake.

The two jumped down.

…

…

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Summer after summer slips away in turn.

Time gradually came - a night after an unknown number of summer days.

In a dark room.

The candlelight danced slightly, projecting the figure on the wall.

rustle--

There is a bamboo hat on the table, and two crows are lying in the bamboo hat, sleeping peacefully.

Shang Quannai was sitting at the table. He was banging his head and writing something in his "record book".

The memories are always profound.

"Komaji, Renyue, your married life is very happy."

"I vaguely remember their smiles."

"Well, the two children are also very cute. They have inherited Komaji's pink eyelashes and Lianxue's flower-like pupils."

"Like an elf-like girl."

"Oh, Purgatory and Juro often went to spar with Komaji later on, but most of them ended up fighting each other bare-handed."

"Komaji's martial arts have been improving, until at the peak of his prime, he was even able to fight to a draw with Inferno and Jujuro who wielded real swords with bare hands, and was faintly suppressed."

"Awesome guy."

"There are also those kids from the Demon Slayer Squad who later became Hashira. They are very classy."

"That guy Shancun finally found his other half when he was halfway through middle age. He is so...good."

"The other pillars, except for Yanzhu, are basically married and have children."

"As for Yanzhu, he chose to travel west alone in order to study, and his whereabouts are unknown."

"And those people at Ubuyashiki... With Sukeyo's departure, his son's abilities are pretty good."

"The Tomioka Dead Men, while some Tomioka clan members survived, served as an affiliated family of the Demon Slayer Corps and have joined the Demon Slayer Corps for generations."

rustle--

The night was getting darker, but the special pen in Shang Quannai's hand showed no intention of stopping. He kept writing in the notebook.

The rustling sound continued until late at night.

Shang Quannai is not re-recording these memories.

He is just rearranging and embellishing.

When he wrote down these things, he never sorted them out or carefully sorted them out.

This time, he did these tasks very seriously.

rustle--

The recording continues.

"The Knife Forging Village is developing industry on a large scale. Recently, it seems that even Nichirin swords that can be used as guns have been forged."

“An amazing group of people.”

"Jiguo Yansheng, until he died of old age, seemed to be unable to defeat Yuanyi in any aspect."

"Um...no."

"Jiguo Yansheng is better than Yuanyi in terms of length of life."

"When I left, I had a crying and laughing expression on my face."

"Ji Guoyiyi died at the age of 85."

"Jigoku Iwakatsu died of heart disease at the age of 93."

"Obviously I'm very unwilling."

…

Until - bang -

Shang Quannai turned a new page.

On it, completely new content was written:

"About...Edo 1725..."

"I met a believer who calls himself the Eternal Bliss Sect on the street."

"I saw the childlike nature of human beings."

"I ignored it, secretly revised the church's teachings, and left."

"Original Shangxian No. 2, Tong Mo, died at about... fifty-five years old."

Wow——

He turned another page.

"The end of the Edo period..."

"Near the address of Yuan Mingzhu, I passed the renamed Yoshihara Flower Street."

"By chance, I met him at Kyogoku House...hiss, is that the name?"

Shang Quannai's pen paused for a while, and then he wiped some points.

rustle--

"I met Xiaomei, the brother and sister who were originally from the land of Shangxian, and her brother Taro, the prostitute."

"Under persuasion, he was recruited into the Demon Slayer Squad."

"Although the siblings are not very motivated, they are still willing to perform tasks."

"The same period."

"A doctor who has been with Yushiro for more than a hundred years, Zhu Shi."

"After Jushi noticed that the number of ghosts was getting smaller and smaller."

"She stood in the sunshine one morning, with everyone watching."

"It turned into a piece of ashes, like butterflies, scattered, maybe it was the reflection of sunlight, and the group of butterflies looked like gold."

"It's a pity, but not a pity."

rustle--

"Now."

"Since then...the three hundredth year."

"The year is Taisho, one year."

Shang Quannai drooped his eyelids and wrote a few words heavily:

"I discovered the reincarnation of certain people."

After writing this sentence, Shang Quanna casually put the pen on the table.

Snap.

Putting away the record book in front of him, he reached for the bamboo hat and woke up the two sleeping crows.

After putting on the bamboo hat, Shang Quanna glanced sideways at a figure with long pink hair who was sleeping in the room not far away.

With gentle eyes, he picked up a small jar of brewing wine and left the room.

Walking under the moonlight.