"Didn't you see that she was crying?" Yiyong looked at Shimi as indifferently as always, his heart full of confusion.

He didn't think that Fuzukawa was the kind of person who would bully a weak woman, but why did he...

Giyuu's tone was very light, but to Busei Kagawa's ears, the other party's meaning turned into a sarcastic rhetorical question and a disdain for not wanting to talk any more.

Shiya was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword in the next second: "What does this have to do with you? I am her master, who are you to her?"

"She and I just met by chance."

Yiyong remembered that when he first met her, he carried her on his back for a whole day in a daze.

He remembered that at that time she was still hugging his neck tightly and blowing in his ears.

"Hey, you!" Shimi became angrier the more he looked at Yiyong's calm face. "What do you want with that expression? Do you think you're so great? If you want to snatch someone from me, then try it. Come on, you're welcome!"

He roared in rage, grabbed Yiyong by the collar, raised his fist and prepared to hit him;

Tomioka Giyuu didn't dodge or evade, as if he was sure of victory and didn't take Shiya seriously at all.

Seeing that the two men were about to fight because of him, Muzan cooperated by covering his mouth with both hands, and said with fear in his eyes: "Master, Mr. Tomioka, please stop fighting!"

——Although they didn't start fighting.

Mi Li's panic level has exploded. She originally thought that someone would go up to help Xiao Wu, but in the end, the person went, but the conflict still existed and even had a tendency to intensify.

What to do!

Just as Shimizu's strong fist was about to hit Yiyong, two figures, one purple and one pink, suddenly flashed by and pulled them apart one by one.

"Mr. Fuzukawa, please stop." Kujo Shiozuki grabbed Shimoya's arms and tried to clamp him from behind.

Shinobu Kocho pulled Giyuu back a few steps until they reached Muzan's side.

"Mr. Tomioka," Shinobu Kocho said, "You could actually... uh, never mind."

She felt that Tomioka Giyu's language skills were completely hopeless.

“……?” Tomioka Giyuu was confused and had a lot of questions in his head.

Facing Xiyue, Shimi couldn't say anything too harsh. He just said to her calmly:

"Kujo, let me go."

Xiyue looked at Shiya's scarred face, which sometimes went crazy and sometimes calm, and smiled: "I can let you go, but the premise is that you don't hit anyone. Mr. Tomioka doesn't mean what you think, but he is not good at words, so he always causes misunderstandings."

"Oh, really? Then what do you think he meant?" Shimi laughed instead of getting angry.

Xiyue was not frightened by Shimizu's pressure, she still smiled calmly: "Mr. Fuzukawa, there are some things you don't know, so let me tell you. Although it was Shinobu who introduced Xiaowu to join the Demon Slayer Corps, in fact, the first person Xiaowu really knew was Mr. Tomioka.

"Two years ago, in the winter, it was a snowy day. Mr. Tomioka met her on the way to a mission. She had nowhere to go. He carried her on his back all the way to each mission location. Later, Xiaowu ran away secretly. He was worried about her, so he asked me to draw a portrait of Xiaowu, and asked Mr. Uzui to find her in the flower street. Only then did she really decide to join the Demon Slayer Corps.

"So, the relationship between Mr. Tomioka and Xiao Wu is definitely more than just a chance encounter, it's just that he doesn't know how to put it into words..."

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