C663 The Smell of Blood

"Yes!"

Tanjirou nodded happily.

Everyone was still so enthusiastic and cute, taking care of his business.

If all the charcoals were sold, they could buy a lot of delicious food for the new year.

"Hey, Tanjirou,"

"Just in time. I was treated as a prisoner who broke the plate."

"Save me, come and help me smell it."

A slightly embarrassed man pleaded.

Tanjirou's sense of smell was very sharp