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Zhu Shi's purple eyes flow with fragrance, let's continue explaining.
"Although it sounds powerful, it only applies to injuries; it can't regenerate limbs like a demon at all."
"If an arm or leg is severed, it can only prevent the wound from tearing again. Excessive blood loss will also prevent the body from recovering its strength."
"At the same time, if a second injection is given in a short period of time, the body will develop drug resistance, making it ineffective."
With Tamayo's repeated explanations, Ryosuke understood.
This new drug is like a first-aid kit.
Even so, it can still save a significant portion of the Demon Slayer Corps' personnel.
"You're already very strong, Miss Tamayo."
"Mr. Ryosuke is joking. In the end, it has not been successfully developed yet."
Zhu Shi shook her head, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.
"If we want to speed up the research, we'll probably need blood samples from the Upper Moon demon."
"Don't worry, I'll get it," Ryosuke nodded in promise.
"Well, I believe you."
Zhu Shi smiled gently and brushed a strand of hair from her temple.
The two chatted happily, and Yushiro, who was standing to the side, clearly noticed that Tamayo was overly protective and concerned about Ryosuke in her words.
This made him so jealous he was about to burst!
"Lady Tamayo, everything has been explained. Since he's alright and has other women taking care of him, let's leave quickly! After all, this is Demon Slayer Corps territory; if we stay any longer, something might happen..."
Before Yushiro could finish speaking, a series of light footsteps echoed in the corridor outside the room.
Chapter 88 I should be under the car, not inside it
The two ghosts and the one person were immediately startled!
A rare look of panic appeared on Tamayo's face.
Yushiro suddenly turned his head and glared at Ryosuke, growling in a low, breathy voice.
"You idiot! Who would come to your room this late?!"
Ryosuke was speechless and retorted in a low voice.
"How would I know?! Besides, your Blood Demon Art is useless!"
Yushiro was so angry he was convulsing.
His Blood Demon Arts involve visual deception and vision sharing.
Simply put, the barriers placed outside are just a smokescreen and cannot prevent people from forcing their way in.
At that moment, the footsteps stopped outside the door, accompanied by a soft, confused exclamation.
Tamayo looked at Ryosuke with a hint of panic, her voice trembling slightly.
"Mr. Ryosuke, what's wrong...?"
Before she could finish speaking, Ryosuke acted decisively, grabbing Tamayo's slender waist and gently leading her to the bed. He then pulled the blanket over her head!
Caught off guard, Tamayo let out a soft cry and was enveloped in darkness.
As a ghost, her body temperature was lower than that of a normal person, and her body was cold and soft.
Compared to Ryosuke's height of over 1.8 meters, she appeared exceptionally petite.
At this moment, his entire body was lying on Ryosuke's body, covered by a quilt. If you didn't look closely, it would be hard to notice that there was something else under the covers.
Since becoming a demon, Tamayo has long since distanced herself from such intimacy, let alone with someone of the opposite sex.
She could feel Ryosuke's body temperature and heartbeat; his hair, which was styled in a bun, was a little loose, and a few strands of his hair slipped down.
She raised her head slightly, her cheeks flushed.
"Mr. Ryosuke..."
She spoke in a very soft voice, her tone filled with embarrassment and helplessness.
Yushiro watched from the side, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, but he dared not make too much noise.
"You scoundrel! How dare you be so disrespectful to Lady Tamayo!!"
Ryosuke ignored him and quickly pointed to the empty space under the bed.
There were white sheets hanging there to cover things up, the meaning couldn't be clearer.
Yushiro trembled with rage, and, feeling utterly humiliated, crouched down and crawled inside, cursing Ryosuke a thousand times in his heart.
The door was pushed open gently.
Rika rubbed her sleepy eyes, first looking at Ryosuke who seemed to have been startled awake, then looking back in confusion.
Did I just see it wrong?
For some reason, Ryosuke had a feeling that he had been caught cheating.
He chuckled dryly, trying to get rid of Lihua.
"Pear Blossom, are you still awake so late?"
"She fell asleep and then woke up again."
Pear Blossom walked in, yawning.
"I don't know why, but I think I saw a lot of flowers that I've never seen before blooming in the room. They were shimmering and made me feel uneasy, so I wanted to check if Ryosuke-nii was alright."
Clearly, she was affected by Tamayo's Blood Demon Art, but because she was far away, she was not completely bewitched.
Ryosuke breathed a sigh of relief and continued.
"You must be half asleep. There are no strange flowers. Go back to sleep."
Pear Blossom tilted her head, seemingly accepting this explanation.
However, instead of leaving, she walked towards the bedside.
"Maybe... but now that I'm awake, I can't fall back asleep."
Tamayo tensed up instantly from under the covers, afraid of being discovered.
Even through her nightgown, Ryosuke could feel her body trembling.
He gently wrapped his arms around Tamayo under the covers and patted her twice very softly to calm her down.
This action startled Tamayo.
A complex emotion, difficult to describe, welled up inside me.
Shy, flustered, and with a strange sense of relief.
Yushiro, who was under the bed, noticed the commotion above and almost ground his back teeth to dust!
Ryosuke Yasui! What are you doing to Lady Tamayo?!
Pear Blossom, oblivious to everything, moved a low stool to the side of the bed and sat down, resting her chin on her hand and gazing longingly at Ryosuke.
"Ryosuke-nii, I can't sleep. Can you tell me a story? The same one as before, the one about a monk riding a horse and a monkey!"
Ryosuke smiled wryly, hoping the girl would leave quickly, but he couldn't refuse her directly, for fear of arousing her suspicion.
"Okay, then don't sit here. It's cold at night, and you'll easily catch a cold if you sleep on the edge of the bed. Go lie down on the empty bed next to you and cover yourself with the blanket, and I'll tell you."
The pear blossoms were neatly prepared.
"Alright, alright, hurry up and tell us, Ryosuke-nii!"
Ryosuke cleared his throat.
"Last time we talked about how Sun Wukong was playing with the headband, and when Tang Sanzang wasn't paying attention, he got carried away and put the headband on Tang Sanzang's head..."
Perhaps it was late at night and she was tired, but as she listened, her eyelids began to droop and her breathing became long and even.
Ryosuke's voice grew softer and slower.
After a while, he tentatively called out softly.
"Pear blossom? Pear blossom?"
Pear Blossom responded vaguely, her consciousness drifting, but she was not completely asleep.
Ryosuke fell silent and waited for a while before carefully lifting the blanket.
As the moonlight shone down, Tamayo raised her head like a kitten.
Her long, dark hair was disheveled and spread across Ryosuke's chest. Her originally gentle face was now tinged with shyness, and her purple eyes, sparkling with spring-like beauty, added a touch of cuteness and charm.
Ryosuke looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his own and, as if possessed, reached out and pinched her cheek.
Tamayo opened her eyes wide, her blush deepening.
She instinctively wanted to grab Ryosuke's mischievous hand, but was afraid of disturbing the sleeping Rika, so her movements were restrained and awkward.
In the end, Tamayo could only protest silently with her mouth, her eyes filled with a hint of reproach.
“Mr. Ryosuke…stop, stop fooling around…”
Ryosuke couldn't help but smile, gently tucking the stray strands of hair from her cheek behind her ear.
The sound of teeth grinding, filled with anger, came from under the bed.
There's another audience member under the bed!
For some reason, Ryosuke really wants to sing a song for him now.
"I should have been under the car, not inside—seeing how sweet you two were~~~"
But you weren't under the car, you were under the bed!
If you think about it carefully...
A yandere, obsessive woman attempts to catch a married woman cheating late at night, but fails. Meanwhile, the married woman's suitor, a skilled martial artist, is eavesdropping under the bed?!
This script would probably be a hit if it were made into a movie, right?!