Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 645 I hate it the most

one year later.

The morning sunlight filtered through the lush foliage, casting dappled patterns of light on the road.

Today is the first day of school, and the gate of Karakura-cho Elementary School is crowded with parents dropping off their children.

"Ichigo! Listen up, from today onwards you are a little man." Kurosaki Isshin squatted down, placed his hands heavily on Ichigo's shoulders, and looked as solemn as if he were sending his son to the battlefield. "Even if your mom and dad aren't by your side, you must be strong."

"Okay, Dad, let go now, it's so embarrassing." Ichigo blushed and tried to break free from his father's clutches.

Who would cry over something so trivial?

"Ichigo, don't scare him." Masaki smiled gently, straightened her son's collar which her husband had messed up, and said, "Ichigo, remember to get along well with your classmates."

Since Ichigo came into her life, Masaki has become much less mischievous and has become more and more gentle and maternal.

"Yes, I understand, Mom." Ichigo nodded, his face slightly flushed.

Masaki suddenly smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I heard that your class's homeroom teacher this year is a very gentle teacher."

"head teacher?"

"Yes." Masaki's smile held a hint of relief. "With that teacher around, Mom feels much more at ease."

"It's more than just reassurance... it's like sending lambs to the wolves' den," Kurosaki Isshin muttered to himself.

Yuko is quite dangerous in normal circumstances.

After saying goodbye to his parents, Ichigo slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked into the classroom with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness.

As Ichigo entered the classroom, he saw people who were overjoyed.

"Little, Little Dragon?"

Arisawa Tatsuki sat idly in his seat, gazing to one side. Hearing a familiar voice, he instinctively turned his head, then his face showed surprise. "Ichigo?"

"We're in the same class?" Ichigo breathed a sigh of relief. "Great, I know someone here."

The two first met when they were four years old at a karate dojo.

At that time, Ichigo was no match for Tatsuki and was badly beaten.

Of course, we can't beat them now.

Girls generally develop earlier than boys, and at this stage, Ryuki looks a head taller than Ichigo.

Arisawa Tatsuki sighed, "You really haven't changed at all."

What a spoiled brat.

"Hehe." Ichigo smiled sheepishly.

Just then, the school bell rang.

The previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent. The children returned to their seats, all eyes fixed on the door, anxiously awaiting the teacher's arrival.

Since it was the beginning of the school year and seats hadn't been assigned yet, the children would chat briefly, find someone they got along with to sit with, or just find a place that looked nice to them.

Ichigo naturally sat down next to an old acquaintance.

Compared to others who still harbored some fear of teachers, Arisawa Ryuki was much calmer, propping his cheek up and looking towards the door, "I wonder what the homeroom teacher looks like, whether he's a man or a woman."

Ichigo quietly told her, "I heard from my mother that she is a very gentle person, and I think she is a female teacher."

"Aren't there gentle male teachers too?"

As the two were talking, a figure appeared at the classroom door.

She was tall, dressed in a simple and appropriate light-colored shirt and long skirt, with her long, bright red hair tied in a ponytail and hanging down her back. She wore a pair of exquisite black-rimmed glasses on her nose, which made her look somewhat intellectual and gentle.

When Ichigo saw the person's face clearly, his mouth involuntarily opened, and he involuntarily stood up.

"Yu, Aunt Ikuko?"

A shocked and incredulous child's voice rang out, instantly drawing the attention of all the other students in the classroom to Ichigo.

Yuko smiled and gestured for her to sit down. Ichigo realized his predicament and sat back down, blushing.

Tatsuki Arisawa turned his head curiously and asked, "Aunt Yuko? Someone you know?"

Ichigo's face was still a little red, and he lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice, "Yes, they are my parents' friends."

On the platform, Yu Zi wrote her name on the blackboard.

"Hello everyone, from today onwards I will be your homeroom teacher. My name is Jiguo Yuzi." Yuzi's cool voice was clear and pleasant. "You can call me Teacher Yuzi."

"Hello, Teacher Yu Zi." The children were very observant.

"Let's get to know each other first, according to the attendance book." Yu Zi said with a gentle smile as she flipped through the attendance book.

It must be said that teaching children is still a relatively new experience for Yu Zi.

"Ichigo Kurosaki".

"exist."

"A dragon with auspicious omens."

"exist."

This kid...

Seeing Ichigo's reaction, Ikuko immediately understood.

Oh, I see. She's the girl I met at the karate dojo.

Although Yuko had never met Ryuki, she had heard the name from Ichigo. Seeing how familiar the two seemed, she immediately understood.

What luck! We were actually assigned to the same class.

Yuko couldn't help but take a closer look at Longgui and the other girl. Judging from the details of their bodies, the girl was indeed very athletic, but she was just an ordinary person.

Yuko's first lesson was entirely dedicated to interacting with the children and building close relationships.

Teaching elementary school students is relatively easy; keeping them quiet is more of a challenge than teaching them knowledge.

"Jingle Bell."

The bell rang, signaling the end of Yu Zi's casual conversation.

"Alright, that's all for today. get out of class dismissed."

As soon as Yuko stepped out of the classroom, Ichigo rushed out with his head down and grabbed the hem of her clothes.

"Huh? What's wrong, Ichigo?"

Ichigo, looking completely bewildered, asked, "How did Aunt Yuko suddenly become a teacher?!"

"Aren't you a doctor like Dad?"

Arisawa Tatsuki followed him out and quietly leaned against the wall of the corridor, neither going forward nor leaving.

Is she concerned about Ichigo?

Yuko became somewhat interested, but she still answered Ichigo's question.

"About this... it's actually related to Ichigo's father."

Ichigo was taken aback: "It's related to Dad?"

Yuko, in a dramatic pose, said with a somewhat troubled expression, "Well, it's because Mr. Kurosaki doesn't allow me to open a clinic on the same street, saying it would disturb his business."

After saying that, Yuko seemed to suddenly realize that she had said something wrong and quickly left.

Ichigo stood frozen in place, his face filled with disbelief: "How could this be... Dad..."

Tatsuki Arisawa's lips twitched. Is Ichigo really out of his mind?

That auntie was clearly playing a prank on someone.

After school, Yuuko and the Kurosaki family lived on the same street, so she brought Ichigo along and met up with Masaki at the school gate.

"Ichigo, are you surprised?" Masaki couldn't help but rub Ichigo's head as soon as she came up.

"Mmm." Ichigo lowered his head and responded weakly.

Masaki was a little surprised; wasn't this child usually quite lively?

Is it because they can't adapt to campus life?

She glanced at Yuko, seemingly wanting to say something but ultimately refraining from asking directly in front of Ichigo.

"Yuko, come to my house for dinner tonight." Masaki invited Yuko before parting.

"Thank you, but no need, I have something to do tonight."

Yuko declined Masaki's invitation and parted ways with the two at her doorstep, where the signboard had already been taken down.

Back home, there were still many medicines on the shelves of the clinic on the first floor. Although the clinic is no longer open, some people still like to come to Yu Zi for treatment. Considering this, Yu Zi still occasionally stocks up on some cold medicines and helps out in her spare time.

Compared to Yuuko's side, the atmosphere at the Kurosaki family's house seemed a bit strange.

"What's wrong with this child? He looks so sullen?" Kurosaki Isshin asked quietly, carrying Ichigo on his back. "Did he get bullied on his first day of school?"

Masaki was also a little troubled: "I don't know, I'll ask Yuuko later."

At that moment, Ichigo walked over.

"Dad."

Kurosaki Isshin, thinking he had overheard a whisper, became tense: "W-what's wrong, Ichigo?"

Why did Aunt Yuzi stop opening her clinic?

"Well, well, it's because..."

Before Kurosaki Isshin could come up with a reason, Ichigo spoke again in a low voice.

"Is it because Dad doesn't allow Aunt Yu Zi to open a clinic?"

"Huh?" Kurosaki Isshin was completely bewildered.

"I hate you the most, Dad!" Ichigo's eyes glistened with tears as he ran past the two men upstairs.

"and many more!"

Kurosaki Isshin reached out to stop him but failed; his body turned ashen, and he muttered something under his breath.

"I'm disliked, my son dislikes me."

Masaki rubbed her forehead. No wonder Yuuko rejected her; that's what happened.

……

"That's how it is. Actually, your aunt was just joking with you."

After being lectured by Masaki, Yuuko had no choice but to explain to Ichigo herself.

"Is it...is it true?" Ichigo looked aggrieved. "Did Dad really not threaten Auntie?"

"No...if I had to say, it would be your mother..."

Masaki casually placed her hand on Yuuko's shoulder and sighed, "Really, how can you tease a child like that?"

"Ichigo hasn't spoken to Isshin for several days."

Yuko turned her head and saw Kurosaki Isshin staring at her resentfully, and gave an awkward smile.

It was a joke that went too far, and they've really messed up.

……

"He really brought it on himself."

Yoruichi, who came to visit Yuuko's house, gave a very blunt evaluation.

"I understand, you don't need to emphasize it again." Yu Zi touched her forehead, looking exasperated.

"Hmph." Yoruichi licked her paws and casually asked, "How's school life?"

"How are you getting along with those kindergarten kids?"

Yuko corrected, "It's elementary school."

"No difference."

“…Well, it’s easier than running a clinic.” Yuko leaned back on the sofa, looking quite relaxed. “It’s just that some parents are a bit difficult to deal with.”

Yoruichi clicked her tongue twice: "It really is true that every profession has its own hardships."

Yu Zi sighed: "Yes, some parents don't care about any of this or that. They'll complain if their child is even slightly unhappy."

"It sometimes makes me want to strike first."

Yoruichi paused in her paw-licking motion: "What do you mean by 'strike first'?"

Yu Zi said cruelly, her face expressionless: "Kill the plaintiff beforehand."

Yoruichi: "..."

Has he finally gone mad in front of a group of children?

……

Being a teacher is more comfortable than being a doctor; Yuko wasn't exaggerating when she said that.

Of course, the main reason is that her business is so booming that she basically has no time to rest.

If it were the Kurosaki Clinic next door, it would definitely be much easier. If they wanted to go out, they could just put up a notice in advance. Unlike her, she has so many patients that she can't leave at all.

Yuko's life changed from going between the clinic and school to a routine that didn't change much.

However, Ichigo Kurosaki was not so lucky.

The adults' acquaintance is the teacher; those who know, know.

If anything happens at school, you're bound to get a lecture when you get home.

Unfortunately, Aunt Yu Zi is particularly fond of tattling, as if she always wants to see him get scolded on purpose.

For a while, Ichigo Kurosaki was quite afraid of Ikuko, and he was even careful when drinking water at school.

He felt extremely uneasy whenever Yu Zi came to his house, fearing that Yu Zi was there to tattle on him again.

Elementary school ended relatively early, and both Ichigo and Ryuki insisted on practicing at the nearby karate dojo, but unfortunately, Ichigo never beat Ryuki.

It's either about instantly killing someone or being instantly killed; it's incredibly tough.

……

"drink!"

"Stop! Long Gui wins!"

Inside the karate dojo, the battle between Tatsuki Arisawa and Ichigo once again ended with Tatsuki's victory.

Yuko sat to one side with her head down and an unknown book on her lap. She looked up when she heard the noise.

Unsurprisingly, they lost again.

Ichigo is still a long way off.

However, as girls get older, their advantages gradually disappear.

Ichigo's talent is not weak; he is just limited by his physical body.

Yuko turned her head to look outside the dojo. It was raining lightly outside, even though the weather forecast said there would be no rain today.

Now we'll have to wait for Masaki to come and rescue them.

Just as Yuko was thinking this, Masaki appeared at the doorway.

She first glanced at Ichigo, who had been helped up by Ryuki, then smiled at Yuuko sitting not far away, put away her umbrella, and walked over.

"Thank you so much, Yuko."

“No, I just arrived.” Yuko put the book away and shook her head.

Yuko didn't come with Ichigo right after school; she finished some official business at school and only stayed for a short while.

"Give."

Masaki smiled and, without further ado, handed Yuuko the extra umbrella she had brought.

"mom!"

Ichigo saw the person approaching and happily ran over.

Masaki wiped his slightly dirty cheeks, then smiled slightly at Ryuki who was not far away.

"Alright, say goodbye to Ryuki properly."

"Long Gui, see you tomorrow!"

Ryuki nodded slightly: "See you tomorrow, Ichigo, Yuuko-sensei."

Long Gui was used to the three of them going home together every day, after all, they were neighbors living on the same street.

On the way back, Ichigo, wearing a raincoat, walked on the side closest to the road, protecting Masaki by his side.

Yu Zi followed leisurely behind the two, holding an umbrella.