In Demon Slayer With Heavenly Insight

DS Chapter 61: Excited Young Ladies!

Kocho Shinobu turned her head and playfully hit Ren with a pink fist.

Wind Hashira, Sanemi, said arrogantly, "Alright, just introduce the rules already!"

Ren smiled and ignored Shinobu's little antics. Instead, he directly stated the additional rules he had proposed earlier.

Everyone listened carefully.

Ren began, "The content of the rehabilitation training competition is the same as what Shinobu explained.

"However, you can add an extra task after the standard training, based on your own ideas, to enrich the rehabilitation process in the Butterfly Mansion. The goal is to help patients recover more effectively.

"In addition, since it's getting late, we will each choose five patients to work with.

"In the end, the winner will be determined by the number of positive reviews received from the patients."

He then looked at Sanemi with a slight smirk.

"One final reminder for you, Sanemi-san."

Ren paused for a moment before adding, "If you want to beat me, you'd better work hard."

Sanemi didn't respond, but the twitching corners of his mouth said everything.

After listening to Ren's explanation, Kyojuro suddenly spoke with great enthusiasm.

"I think this competition is quite interesting!

"We Demon Slayers usually focus on killing demons, and even our competitions revolve around martial arts and physical training.

"But after today's rescue competition, I've realized that the medical staff at the Butterfly Mansion are just as impressive. They are in no way inferior to the front-line warriors of the Demon Slayer Corps!

"I believe this rehabilitation training will be very effective!"

Kyojuro's energetic voice echoed across the room, drawing different reactions from the crowd.

Wind Hashira, Sanemi, was momentarily stunned.

Insect Hashira, Shinobu, smiled slightly.

Ren nodded in approval.

Indeed, the Butterfly Mansion was vital to the Demon Slayer Corps. It represented their backup force and medical support, making it an indispensable part of their organization.

Hearing Kyojuro's words, Ren felt somewhat pleased.

But the happiest of all was Aoi Kanzaki, who was busy washing blankets and sweeping the floor.

As a front-line medic at the Butterfly Mansion, this was the first time she had been acknowledged by a high-ranking Demon Slayer.

And not just anyone—by Flame Hashira, Kyojuro Rengoku himself!

Unconsciously, Aoi glanced in Ren's direction.

So, this gentle and refined young man hadn't lied to her.

What she was doing was being recognized by others, and she was contributing to the Demon Slayer Corps.

She had just been stuck in the shadows of the past, unable to believe it.

In the end, it was simply a hurdle she hadn't been able to overcome.

Kyojuro's words had acknowledged Aoi's efforts.

Ren's words had planted a seed of confidence within her.

And now, that seed had begun to sprout.

A small smile crept onto her face as she tightened her grip on the broom, sweeping faster and with more determination.

Her heart swelled with joy.

"Thank you, Ren-san!"

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On the Other Side…

Ren and the others had finished their discussion and were selecting their "rehabilitation training patients."

The process was simple—each of them just had to pick five injured Demon Slayers from the group in front of them.

However, the first to break was Sanemi.

He stared at the empty space before him, his expression full of disbelief.

Where are the patients who were supposed to train with me?!

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but the result remained the same—still, no one stood in front of him.

His mouth twitched.

Am I that unpopular?!

Sanemi, feeling dissatisfied, turned to look at the other two.

In front of Kyojuro, five patients had already gathered.

They were talking and laughing, even high-fiving whenever someone said something amusing.

The lively scene was in sharp contrast to Sanemi's situation.

Annoyed, Sanemi turned his head toward Ren.

And the next moment—he was completely stunned.

In front of Ren…

Dozens of people had gathered!

And most of them were girls from the Demon Slayer Corps!

They were eagerly pushing forward, raising their hands faster than they would when killing a demon.

Excited voices rang out:

"Ren-sama! Pick me! Pick me!"

"Ren-sama is so gentle! He treated me earlier—I swear, he's a miracle doctor!"

"Ever since Ren-sama healed me, my back doesn't hurt anymore, my legs aren't sore, and I feel like I could fight an Upper Moon right now!"

"Pfft! You're as weak as a mosquito! How can you even compete with me for Ren-sama's attention?!"

"You guys should go train with Sanemi-san! He still has five open slots!"

"No way! Sanemi-san is so scary! Ren-sama is so much gentler!"

"What do you mean Sanemi isn't gentle? Isn't he your husband?!"

"Shut up! That's your husband! You go!"

The members argued while pushing closer, the scene descending into chaos.

Some were pulling each other's hair.

Some were calling Ren their "big brother."

Some were even shouting that when Ren grew up, they'd give him a baby.

At this point, there was no trace of discipline left in these so-called members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Were these really supposed to be patients?

This level of excitement was almost like a battlefield!

Ren shook his head in disbelief.

This was the first time he had ever seen such enthusiasm from the Demon Slayer Corps!

The real dilemma now was…

Who should he pick?

Ren fell into deep thought.

[You begin to think deeply and enter a state of contemplation…]

[You realize that you're extremely popular and have suddenly gained many fans. Your every move is being closely observed, and your words are starting to influence the public!]

[You decide to pay attention to your image, and a preliminary plan takes shape in your mind…]

[You begin to strategize…]

[You discover that you have a natural talent for being an idol! In an instant, you gain knowledge of "Idol Self-Cultivation" and "Demon Slayer Trainee" skills!]

[Your mannerisms become more refined, your speech improves, and your overall presence becomes more charismatic!]

Before the crowd, Ren slowly opened his eyes.

At that moment, something about him had changed—from the inside out.

First, his appearance.

Though he was only fourteen, a hint of melancholic maturity now lingered between his brows.

His posture had also transformed.

Originally, Ren stood at about 1.7 meters, but due to long hours of meditation, training, and thinking, he had developed a slight slouch.

But now—he stood tall and straight.

That was confidence.

That was the bearing of a refined and graceful man!

If Ren was once someone practical but unassuming, now he was a perfect blend of strength and charm.

A proper young version of Yoriichi Tsugikuni, a man with an aura that could rival even Tengen Uzui's.

Lowering his head slightly, Ren absentmindedly touched his chin.

And that one small movement—

It sent the entire crowd into a frenzy.