Ghost Slayer: My Wife Kanao

The dark cave was very quiet.

Shinobu Kocho watched the ghost, who was focused on roasting the chicken with the little girl Kanao in his arms. This ghost was different from any she had ever seen. Although she hadn't been a member of the Demon Slayer Corps for long, she had been on many missions and had slain at least ten ghosts. Those ghosts would roar to devour humans the moment they appeared, losing their minds like madmen.

This ghost was obviously different. He was very quiet, seldom spoke, and his face was quite delicate compared to the ferocious appearance of other ghosts. If he weren't a ghost, he might have been a very good-looking boy, the kind many girls would like.

This thought suddenly crossed her mind, but Shinobu quickly shook her head, dismissing the idea. No matter what the ghost was like before he became a ghost, from the moment he turned into one, he was disgusting and deserved to die. All ghosts were damned, without exception.

Instead of dwelling on thoughts about the ghost, she rolled her eyes and began thinking about escaping, even though the ghost had just threatened that if she dared to run away, he would pull down her pants and spank her.

It was a terrible threat, but she was Shinobu Kocho! How could she fear a ghost's threat? Although spanking was a terrible punishment, especially being spanked by a ghost—it would be the greatest shame for her as someone determined to become the most powerful female swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps.

However, being afraid of ghosts was the greatest shame.

Before attempting an escape, she needed to understand something: had this ghost done anything to her?

"Hey... hello..." Shinobu called out angrily to the ghost who seemed lost in thought as he stared at the chicken.

Sam snapped out of his thoughts, raised his head, and looked at Shinobu suspiciously. He didn't understand what this girl wanted. He always felt that Shinobu Kocho was a bit annoying, unlike Kanao, who remained quietly in his arms and never caused any trouble.

Shinobu was different, always noisy, like a chattering sparrow—very annoying.

"You... you... you ghost... did you do anything to me before... before?"

At this moment, the girl who had always been serious and stern towards ghosts showed a rare bit of shyness. Seeing Shinobu shyly pointing at her corset and then covering her chest with her hands, Sam couldn't help but roll his eyes.

In his world, there were women who dressed far more revealingly. After all, wasn't it just for men to see? Why care so much? Moreover, although many parts of Shinobu's clothes were torn, he hadn't touched the main areas, which were tightly covered.

He pointed impatiently at Shinobu's feet. "I'm not interested in doing anything to a girl with no development."

Hearing that the ghost hadn't done anything to her, Shinobu breathed a sigh of relief. But then she became even more annoyed.

What did he mean by "immature girl"?

She had obviously...

She glared at the ghost. "Are you blind, ghost? Where am I..."

However, facing the ghost's golden eyes, she suddenly shrank back and murmured, "Where am I so young?"

Sam didn't care what Shinobu was muttering and explained plainly, "The material of your undergarment is relatively soft, so it was more suitable as gauze for dressing your wounds."

Shinobu looked down and realized that the bandage on her ankle was made from her corset material. It had been torn into strips and was beyond recognition, which is why she hadn't realized it.

After learning this, she felt relieved. Although the ghost's words annoyed her, the ghost hadn't done anything to her. However, there was still a trace of depression in her heart. Was she so unattractive?

But then she remembered he was a ghost. How could ghosts understand these things? With that thought, she regained her composure. Otherwise, she would die of shame and anger, thinking she was so unappealing that even a ghost wasn't interested in her.

She was obviously very beautiful. Her sister always praised her beauty. The only thing that troubled her was her lack of height. Regarding her appearance, Miss Shinobu Kocho was super confident.