Chapter 121: Insane

Five years later.

Luo family estate.

Day one.

“Ssshh~ My waist… I’m exhausted.”

Luo Li, wearing a dress-style pajama, stepped slowly out of the room, clutching her waist, walking with an odd gait, muttering under her breath, “I won’t give in—I’ll make you beg next time!”

Even so, recalling her wild, unrestrained behavior last night, her cheeks burned like fire-roasted apples, flushed with heat.

She lifted her left hand, gazing at the wedding ring on her ring finger, and smiled sweetly.

Dragging her weary body, she headed for the infirmary…

Day two.

Kotonoha Kanae and Kotonoha Shinobu, both dressed in dress-style pajamas, supported each other as they limped out of the room with an awkward gait.

Both had wedding rings on the ring fingers of their left hands.

As they walked, Shinobu couldn’t help but complain: “Sister, Bai Yue is just too cruel—he actually… actually… my waist feels like it’s broken…”

“Oh? Shinobu, are you… regretting it?”

“I… I’m not! That damn Bai Yue—I want to bite him to death…”

“Can you really do that?”

“I… I…”

In the end, she couldn’t meet Kanae’s gaze and looked away.

Kanae smiled faintly, not taking it to heart—after all, Shinobu sometimes had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

In truth, back in the Demon Slayer Corps, Kanae had long known Shinobu’s feelings for Bai Yue, but Shinobu never dared to express them.

If not for Luo Li, Shinobu would still be hiding those feelings deep inside.

Moreover, they had all stopped calling Bai Yue by his old name, “Zero.”

Not only that, under Luo Li’s arrangement, they had all learned Mandarin, and their bodies had been modified by dark matter, allowing them to live as long as Bai Yue and his kind.

(Kibutsuji Muzan: …)

Supporting each other, they took slow, steady steps toward the infirmary.

Day three.

Mitsuri clung to the wall as she shuffled slowly out of the room, her face lit with a tired but happy smile.

“I don’t regret it.”

At this moment, she had given Bai Yue everything she cherished, her heart swelling with indescribable happiness.

Gazing at the wedding ring on her left ring finger, she recalled the beautiful memories of these years, feeling deeply fulfilled.

Yet… it was unimaginable that she herself had been so wild last night, like a beast stripped of reason.

Added to that, their bodies’ flexibility was like serpents, capable of performing countless difficult movements—her waist nearly snapped.

Then, Mitsuri clung to the wall and painfully shuffled toward the infirmary.

Day four.

Nezuko sat in a smart wheelchair, rolling out of her room toward the infirmary.

Her face bore the same happy smile.

But now she could only sit—she dared not stand, for even the slightest movement sent a sharp pain between her legs.

Over these years, whenever anything involved Bai Yue, she would throw herself into helping, no matter how small the task—just to prove she loved him.

And Bai Yue, though he could not pour all his love into Nezuko alone, had given each of them his love—loving them more than himself.

She gently touched the wedding ring on her left ring finger, treasuring it, her heart wrapped in sweet, overflowing happiness.

Day five.

“Oh my god, they’re insane—they’re all completely insane…”

Bai Yue, one hand on the wall, the other on his waist, dragged his utterly exhausted body out of the room toward the infirmary.

He felt his five wives were utterly mad.

They had no intention of letting him rest at all.

What could he do now?

His wives? He could only spoil them.

Arriving at the infirmary, Bai Yue lay quietly on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Beside him, Bai Yun finished her examination, sighed helplessly, and said softly: “Brother, can’t you… can’t you just hold back a little? Even if you don’t care for yourself, think of your wives.”

“Four days ago it was Sister Luo Li, three days ago Kanae and Shinobu, two days ago Mitsuri, yesterday Nezuko, and today it’s you.”

“Are you an ox or a horse? If you keep this up, I’m worried your wives’ bodies will collapse.”

Bai Yue shook his head helplessly, sat up, and chuckled bitterly: “Little Yun, you’re wrong—I didn’t force them. These past few days, they didn’t let me rest at all. Last night, all five of them… together…”

“My waist is nearly broken. If this keeps up, I’m not sure I’ll even be able to walk tomorrow.”

Bai Yun stared at him in disbelief, exclaiming: “No way?! Your wives are… that insane?”

She never imagined her five sisters-in-law could be so wild. She looked at Bai Yue again—some pity, but mostly she was barely holding back laughter.

His wives really are…

“Puh~” She couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.

“What are you laughing at?”

“(Biting her lip) N-nothing… (Puh~) Cough, cough—I just thought of something funny.”

“Is that so? I don’t believe you at all! What’s so funny? Tell me~”

“It’s just… hehe… tomorrow… tomorrow… I’m going to hold my nephew~”

“…”

If you told me Kibutsuji Muzan had come back to life and was waiting to be beaten again, I’d believe you.

But “tomorrow I’m holding my nephew”? What kind of excuse is that?

Too tired to ask further, he lay back down and resumed resting.

Bai Yun forced back her laughter and quietly left the room.

Not long after, the ward door opened again—Luo Li entered carrying a small thermos, smiling: “I made you some soup to restore your strength.”

“Thank you.”

Then Luo Li poured a small bowl and handed it to Bai Yue.

Bai Yue took the bowl, took a small sip, and found it quite good.

Yet somehow, he felt something was off—but he couldn’t say what.

After finishing, he couldn’t help asking: “Luo Li, what kind of soup is this?”

Luo Li grinned mischievously: “Five-whip soup.”

!!!

Bai Yue’s eyes widened, his mind going blank.

Five-whip soup…

They really weren’t going to let him rest?

“Puh… Hahaha! Just kidding! It’s a herbal decoction specially prepared by Kanae and Shinobu—for your recovery.”

“Oh… you scared me half to death…” Bai Yue’s heart pounded—he’d have been dead by now if it had really been five-whip soup.

Luo Li pinched his nose playfully, pouting: “This is your punishment—for making me wait so long.”

Even so, she stayed to care for him tenderly—he’d suffered plenty last night.

“Bai Yue…”

“What?”

“Tonight… again.”

“Huh!?”

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