Chapter 60 Pot?
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It seemed like I went out to take a hot spring bath, but why haven't I had a chance to take a bath until so late?
Such questions echoed in the wolf's mind, but he could not think of the answer. In the end, he could only blame the problem on his own poor sense of direction.
Looking out the window, the moon was about to set and a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky.
It's almost dawn.
Having not slept all night is nothing for a ninja, but the sweat produced by the battle with Yuichi Zero is now sticking to his body, so it would be better to clean it if possible.
Thinking of this, the wolf walked towards the hotel's bathhouse, holding the towels and bathrobes prepared by the hotel.
As it was not yet fully light, the corridors of the hotel were dark and sparsely populated, with only a few hotel staff busy with cleaning tools.
Before entering the bathhouse, I saw light coming out of the door and wisps of hot air floating nearby.
Hmm? There's the sound of running water...
The wolf, with his keen hearing, naturally caught the sound of flowing water coming from the bathing place, and couldn't help wondering, who would come to the bathing place so early?
After taking off his haori and inner garment, folding them and storing them in an empty cabinet, Wolf picked up a towel and walked towards the boys' bathing area.
As soon as it entered the bathing area, a burst of hot steam rushed into the wolf's eyes, causing a little discomfort, but it immediately adapted after a while.
Just then, two familiar white-haired figures in the bathtub caught the wolf's eye.
It was none other than Fuzukawa and Uzui.
The two were a little surprised to see the wolf coming in.
"Hey! Where did you go yesterday? The village chief who forged your sword seemed to have been attacked by the enemy!"
Busei was the first to threaten the wolf, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
But he was immediately exposed by Uzui who rolled his eyes.
"Didn't they say later that it was an accident? A swordsmith from the Swordsmith Village rushed in for some reason, and I heard he never came out since."
"Tsk, you boring guy!"
"What! How dare you say that I, the God of Splendor, am boring! It's obviously you who have such low tastes!"
The two quarreled again in the pond, but the wolf had no intention of paying attention.
The swordsmith who suddenly rushed in... must be that Kotetsuzuka...
Unexpectedly, he really went to steal the village chief's job. The wolf began to feel a little curious about this talented knife maker with a unique personality.
I am looking forward to seeing what kind of knife the two knife makers with very different personalities will forge for me.
Looking at Uzui and the other man who were arguing with each other in the bathtub, Wolf said nothing more, but slowly walked to the side to wash his body.
Seeing the wolf like this, the two felt embarrassed to continue arguing. They snorted coldly and then soaked quietly in the pool.
After a while, the three of them put on their bathrobes and walked out of the bathhouse together. Someone would pick up and wash the clothes they took off and then send them back to their respective rooms.
It was already daybreak and the inn was full of people. Most of them were members of the Demon Slayer Corps who had come to the Sword Forging Village to pick up swords themselves, and there were also a number of clerks who were wandering around the corridor with nothing to do.
At this time, they were gathered together, discussing something. Uzui was tall and strong, so he didn't squeeze to the front of the crowd, but he could see what everyone was watching and discussing.
"It's a pot... It looks quite valuable when placed on the table, but it's not gorgeous in my eyes!"
Ignoring the second half of Uzui's meaningless words, the wolf calmed down, pricked up his ears, and focused his attention on the crowd.
tapping.
In an instant, countless information was collected by the wolf in his mind, and he quickly identified several useful pieces of information and shared them with the two people beside him, Busei.
"…The owner bought this pot in Kyoto at a high price for his collection. He put it here now because he wanted guests and residents to appreciate its beauty."
Hearing what the wolf whispered to them, the two frowned, and their intuition as ghost hunters made them feel that something was wrong.
"The Immortal River..."
"You don't need to remind me!"
Under the wolf's somewhat puzzled gaze, Busei raised his palm, opened his mouth and bit it. Blood immediately flowed from his palm, emitting a strange fragrance that only ghosts could smell.
A strange fragrance filled the air and soon drifted towards the pot. The three men adjusted their bodies slightly and tensed their muscles in preparation for battle.
cluck
The pot moved!
bass!
The next moment, three people suddenly jumped up and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The people around them only felt a gust of wind blowing, and the three people had already bypassed the crowd and came to the two sides of the pot.
Even if I have no weapons, I will never retreat if there are evil spirits!
But when the three arrived, they saw...
"Asshole! Don't touch it. I put it out there for you to admire out of kindness. I almost bumped into it and broke it!"
The store manager wearing an exaggerated fire man mask was scolding a young clerk, as if the vibration of the pot just now was caused by the clerk's accidental touch. The clerk was shaking with fear at the moment, and kept muttering words of apology.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry.”
Seeing this, the three of them had to forcibly stop their attack and continue to stay where they were, staring and watching.
"Humph!"
It seemed that the manager saw that more and more people were gathering around, so he didn't know what to say in front of the customers. He snorted coldly and left with a gloomy face, holding his beloved pot.
Without the excitement, the onlookers naturally dispersed and went about their own business, and suddenly only the three wolves were left standing there in a daze.
“…Is this a mistake?”
"Damn it...it should be..."
"Maybe it's because Fuzugawa's blood isn't tempting enough?"
Hearing Uzui's puzzled tone, veins popped out on Busui's forehead, but he didn't know what to say.
In the end, he ignored the two and walked out of the hotel alone, while Uzui chuckled and turned to give Wolf some instructions.
"It seems to be just an accident. That's right. The Swordsmith Village has done such an excellent job of keeping secrets that there is no way an evil ghost could invade."
Thinking about how difficult it was for him to hide when he got here, the wolf nodded in approval.
"Well, I'll go get the knife that's being maintained at the knife maker. Your knife may have to wait another day. Go walk around the village. Just treat it as a holiday."
"Ah."
He responded softly, then watched Uzui walk out the door, while Wolf walked back to the room alone.
Sitting on the bed, he took out a crystal clear candy from his arms and held it in front of him.
Memories of the night before leaving the Butterfly House came flooding back.
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"Hey? Mr. Wolf wants me to give you a candy? Okay."
The candy was placed in the wolf's palm, but the expected white light mist did not fly out from the light curtain. Although the wolf was confused, he did not show it.
Instead, he told Minako about the scene in the forest.
“…What were you thinking when you said goodbye in the forest?”
When Minako heard Wolf ask her this, she tilted her head and recalled her feelings at that time.
"Well... at that time... I was reluctant to let Mr. Wolf go. I wanted him to return to me safely."
After saying that, he looked at the thoughtful wolf, then looked at the candy in his hand. His eyes lit up as he suddenly realized something, and he smiled happily at the wolf.
"So this is why Mr. Wolf asked me for candy this time! Hahaha!"
As he spoke, he moved closer to the wolf, raised his little hand and pretended to be mysterious as he floated above the wolf's palm, muttering something.
"Hirata Sekiro, please come back to me safely this time..."
After saying that, she waved her little hand and gave the wolf a cute and cheerful smile.
"Okay!"
White light fog also appeared at this time.
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The memories have ended, but the wolf's slightly raised mouth is full of happiness, which is completely different from the forced smile.
After a moment, he came to his senses and thought to himself as he looked at the candy in his hand.
Let's try that one...