Ghost Slayer: My Wife Kanao

The day was getting brighter.

The sun dispelled the darkness, and everything in the world became gentle.

But for Sam Miller, a demon, the sunlight was sincerely uncomfortable.

There was a feeling of powerlessness all over his body.

He really wanted to sleep.

"Sir, wake up."

A gentle tap on the shoulder.

It was Giyu Tomioka calling him.

He opened his golden eyes, looked at the smiling Giyu, and smiled slightly. "Good morning, Giyu."

"Good morning, sir. The caravan is getting ready to move. Let's go together."

Giyu smiled. He knew that Sam planned to pass by his house, and he had invited Sam to visit.

"Alright."

Sam nodded and looked at the girl beside him.

Her peaceful sleeping face.

Kanao Tsuyuri was sleeping soundly.

After staying with him for so long, Kanao had gradually begun to follow his habits and started to enjoy sleeping during the day.

He hesitated to disturb her.

He leaned over slightly and gently lifted Kanao into his arms.

Giyu turned his head, looked at the scene with curiosity, and asked cautiously, "Aren't you going to wake her up? You know, carrying someone like this all the time can be tiring."

"No."

Sam smiled.

"Can you manage?"

Giyu was a bit worried. Carrying a girl like this while walking might be manageable for a short distance, but over a long period, it could become difficult.

"No problem."

Sam replied with a smile.

Being a demon with unlimited physical strength, he naturally had no concerns about this.

"Sir, you're really kind to your fiancée."

Giyu couldn't help but express his admiration.

Sam smiled but didn't speak, simply lowering his head to look at the peacefully sleeping Kanao, with a gentle light in his eyes.

Kanao Tsuyuri deserved to be surrounded by all the tenderness in the world.

Her childhood was too tragic, and he hoped his gentleness could slowly restore her to the youth and vitality a girl should have.

Instead of being sad, devoid of her own will, unable to express her feelings, and empty like a marionette.

This was not how Kanao Tsuyuri should be.

The caravan set off.

Giyu followed, but this time, the leader of the merchant's guard did not ask him to help. He simply asked him to follow the caravan.

"It's very strange that Master Ryota Yasuda suddenly stopped asking me to work."

Giyu muttered. Previously, he couldn't stop working, and the guard commander always assigned him various tasks, even insulting him if he didn't perform well.

But today, his attitude was surprisingly kind, which made Giyu a bit uncomfortable.

"Maybe he appreciates you now."

Sam looked at the guard leader at the front of the team and said with a smile. He had to admit, this guard leader was astute, capable of reading people well—truly fitting for a traveling merchant.

Hearing Sam's words, Giyu was also very happy. He hoped to earn more wages this time, so he could buy more things for his sister and make her wedding day more decent, to avoid being looked down upon by her husband's family.

"Let's go."

Sam called out to Giyu, who was still giggling.

Giyu snapped out of it and hurriedly followed, but his eyes involuntarily fell on Sam.

This mysterious gentleman wearing a bamboo hat.

He had been walking for so long with the sleeping girl in his arms and still showed no signs of fatigue.

"Sir, you must be a very powerful samurai-sama, right?"

Giyu couldn't help but ask.

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