Even if Tengen wanted to freeload at my place—I didn't give him the chance.
The girls' injuries were already examined by a doctor. Each had varying degrees of abuse wounds and severe malnutrition.
And those pregnant girls—already quite far along. The doctor couldn't perform abortions for them either.
In any era, population was very important. Even unwanted children—people usually didn't advocate abortion.
But I didn't plan to let them give birth. They were still young... How could they live their future days constantly tending unwanted children?
If truly like that—their psychological trauma probably very hard to heal.
However, what human doctors couldn't do—didn't mean Tamayo couldn't either.
I prepared to invite her over. Of course, also couldn't let Tengen continue freeloading at my house.
So I called the Kakushi. Unceremoniously chased him out. Then amiably told the three girls—next would treat the injured girls. Inconvenient to keep them staying longer.
Several girls all expressed understanding. Only Tengen clamored, asking what kind of person I really was.
For him—no need for good manners. I coldly laughed once. Harshly said I was a remarkable big shot. Someone like him, a commoner—normally wouldn't even qualify to speak with me.
Want to know who I am? Wait until he climbed to this position!
Just don't know what's up with Tengen's brain circuits. He wasn't angry at all. Instead greatly admired. Wholeheartedly accepted. Said after he also became more flashy—would come discuss the mysteries of the God of Flashiness with me.
Weird. This person definitely not normal.
Anyway, successfully sent him away. I wrote to Tamayo. Asked if she could come help.
Tamayo readily agreed. Not long after, came over.
The fly in the ointment—also brought Yushiro.
This brat—upon seeing me, cold piercing glares never stopped.
However, he already learned his lesson. Knew directly confronting me brought no benefits. Before Tamayo, behaved harmoniously. Only would subtly make snide remarks at me.
Such minor squabbles—I was too lazy to bother with him.
Tamayo busily examined patients' bodies. Didn't notice his small actions either.
Due to malnutrition—these girls originally didn't meet basic surgery requirements.
But the children in their wombs constantly growing—would also compete with mothers for nutrition. Tamayo believed—since removing embryos, might as well act early.
She used my blood to formulate some special medicines. Then gave these girls several days of nutritional injections. Only then began surgery.
Because preliminary work done quite well—surgeries proceeded very smoothly. No unexpected situations Tamayo worried about.
After those girls awoke from anesthesia—seeing their abdomens returned to flatness, seemed momentarily unable to process.
Tamayo and I cared for them in the room. Watched them reach out, touching all over their own bellies. Urgent—as if confirming something.
Those gray, dusty eyes—like dust blown away. Suddenly emitted brilliant light. Gaunt faces showed expressions between crying and laughing.
Someone opened their mouth. Heart-wrenchingly wailed. Led the entire ward to cry out. Crying sounds rose and fell, spreading. Drew people outside the room to peek in.
Being able to cry out—very good. After crying finished—could cast past pain behind. Anew show smiling faces toward new lives.
After treating the girls' wounds—Tamayo finally had leisure to sit down and chat with me. Talked about that Lower Rank demon I encountered.
"Lower Rank Three, right? Rank already not low."
Tamayo seriously confirmed details with me. Hearing I only used one drop of blood—seized control of the Lower Rank demon from Muzan, she rarely showed a schadenfreude smile.
"This is good. You're evolving faster." She said, brows relaxed. "Presumably now—Lower Rank demons facing you should have no room to resist."
Indeed. These years, I also regularly gave Akaza new blood. Helped him suppress cells belonging to Muzan within his body. Also much easier than before. So until now—he hasn't been exposed.
Just I never figured out how to maximize his spy value. Also knew—once discovered by Muzan, sending another spy to his side would be very difficult.
So I never made moves. Let him peacefully do his own things. At most, helped me quietly investigate other Upper Rank demons' abilities.
Speaking of which—something that displeased me. That annoying Doma not only lived well—also became Upper Rank Two.
And Upper Rank One—made me gnash my teeth in hatred. Always thinking—must find an opportunity to help Yoriichi clean house.
The other three Upper Rank demons also very annoying. But their strength not weak. Setting traps to lure them—also not easy.
Then—this generation's Nine Pillars, though strength decent—placed in history, compared to their predecessors, could only count as above-average level.
I could only wait more. See if the next generation's growing swordsmen would have more outstanding people.
Before then—this stalemate could only continue. First focus on matters at hand.
These girls' injuries not light. Aftereffects left behind—most likely very serious. Very hard to undertake normal work.
Tamayo suggested—why not open a pharmacy? Sell some medicinal herbs.
Of course, with my personality—wouldn't seriously do business. Just opening a pharmacy—could get price discounts from suppliers, quality also good medicinal materials. They could also learn some basic medical skills. Know how to regulate their own bodies. Eliminate the burden of hiring people to care for them. More friendly to my whole house of women and children.
I felt she spoke very reasonably. Even Kagaya, hearing this matter, also thought it good.
He wrote saying good news—Amane was already pregnant.
Calculating time—probably by year's end, the child would be born.
Hearing this—I was also very happy. Prepared to return for a visit after finishing matters at hand.
After all, they were both very young. Without an elder watching by their side—I wasn't very reassured either.
Fortunately, as long as I threw money at things—many matters didn't need me to personally handle.
I watched over these girls regulating their bodies. Gyomei just happened to finish a mission nearby. Also came by to visit.
I asked about his recent situation. Gyomei hadn't encountered any trouble. His Breathing Style progress faster than ordinary swordsmen. Common demons weren't opponents.
However, the first mission triggered his unpleasant memories... Reportedly, when he rushed there too late—that household attacked by a demon only had a pair of sisters left.
Fortunately, the older sister wasn't too young. Barely could support herself. Also had neighbors watching over. The two sisters should be able to maintain their lives.
I told him about Amane's pregnancy. He also offered congratulations. Seemed to also quite want to spare time to return to the residence for a visit.
Just discussing what gifts to prepare to bring back—my Daifuku urgently flew in from the window. Fearfully shouted loudly, "Rescue! Rescue! Upper Rank One! Yoriichi's descendants! Danger!"
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