Infinite city.
The light is still gentle, and the damaged houses are slowly repairing themselves.
Naruto, who was unconscious on the high platform, twitched her fingers a few times.
"...Don't you know?"
Wu Mei's tone was calm again, but it was cold and terrifying.
Hei Shimo lowered his head and said nothing, acquiescing to Wu Ke's words.
He knew clearly that Wuhan was not asking how such a wound was caused.
The unfortunate thing is...
——Why are there still people who can cause such wounds to this day?
Hei Shimo—I really don’t know.
Then, Wu Kuai walked slowly, leaving several dark red bloody footprints on the wooden floor. Uncontrollably, blue veins bulged down his neck to his temples:
"That…"
"Your younger brother, Yui Yuichi."
Wu Mei walked to Hei Shimo's side, glanced at him, and stared at him with blood-colored pupils like the flower of the other side:
"He is indeed dead, right."
Hear this.
Heisimou Gujing Wubo's mood could no longer be maintained. He was slightly stunned, and then the memories in his mind couldn't stop tumbling.
Creaking…
He clutched his black hakama tightly, staring at the floor in front of him with six eyes, and the flesh and blood around his waist began to twist ferociously.
After a short while, he answered as before, with a calm but slightly impatient tone:
"died."
"...He died at the age of 81."
Wuhan seemed to have expected Hei Death Mou's answer. He nodded slightly, held his severed right hand, and continued to walk behind Hei Death Mou.
Suddenly, he turned around, and there was no change in his tone, as if he was specifically trying to stimulate Hei Shimo:
"Then what if I told you."
"Ji Guoyi is not dead yet."
"He's alive and well."
He slowly walked towards Hei Death Mo, and finally stopped directly behind him. A voice came from above Hei Death Mo:
"What do you think?"
"..."
Heishimou was silent for a moment, and he answered what he thought when he saw the old Yuanyi three hundred years ago:
"Subordinate..."
He choked up.
"…unbelievable."
Hei Shimo calmed his heart. He subconsciously wanted to answer as usual, but suddenly he remembered the embarrassing injuries on Wu Mei's hands and body.
That kind of wound was the same as the wound he had suffered three hundred years ago when he had just turned into a ghost and found that Wu Mei had been chopped off by Yuan Yi with only one head left.
——Exactly the same.
--Could it be that…
Suddenly the mood became slightly excited again.
There were so many thoughts in his mind.
"...The subordinate cut his body in half with his own hands."
Hei Shimo's breathing was slightly rapid.
If Shang Xian Zhi Er were here, he would definitely be making fun of him. He was as calm as Hei Shimo, but he could be so flustered at times.
"In that case, you can still survive..." After Hei Shimo finished saying this, he fell silent and stopped talking.
The meaning after that is self-evident.
Wu Ke's attitude towards Hei Shimo seems to be much more tolerant than other ghosts.
If it were any other ghost who said such negative words, he would definitely be whipped by Wuhan.
"Don't you believe it?" Muzan casually waved his left hand, which was still intact, and Naru, who was unconscious on the high platform, woke up.
"That's just right."
He walked deeper into Infinite City, his tone full of impatience and hidden extreme anger:
"Go and see for yourself."
After hearing Wu Ke's words, Hei Shimo immediately raised his head, his six eyes slightly startled.
When he was about to turn around, he said something to Wu Mei's back:
"Master Wuhan!"
"Clang!"
A crisp pipa sound echoed throughout Infinite City.
[Winding String One] Hei Shimo's figure disappeared without a trace.
He didn't even have time to say the last half of his sentence.
Narume was sitting on the high platform, raising the hand she had just played the strings with, her whole body trembling slightly.
…
…
the other side.
outside world.
The wind and snow are dispersed by the sunshine, and the snow on the top of the mountain slowly melts, turning into water flowing down the mountain stream.
Mountain top.
Kamado's house.
"Be careful, Tanjiro." Goto sat in front of Tanjiro with his back to him.
Mitsuri helped Tanjiro up, and the two of them were about to carry Tanjiro on their backs and move their positions first.
After being attacked by a ghost, if the ghost is not successfully killed, the possibility of the ghost attacking again on the second night is very high.
Tomioka Yiyu cannot stay here all night, he must go to other places to perform tasks.
Therefore, they must move Tanjiro and Tanjuro to a safe place before dark.
"Hey." Goto carried Tanjiro on his back, stood up, and stabilized his center of gravity - he was very good at this kind of thing.
Turning around, Goto looked at Tanjuro and Mitsuruichi.
Charge one cut in a low voice:
"whispering sound!"
He curled his lips and approached Tanjuro with a face full of reluctance.
Mitsuru walked up to Tanjuro, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he was risking his life, closed his eyes, and shouted to Tanjuro:
"bring it on!!"
He closed his eyes and opened his hands to Tanjuro:
"I'll carry you!"
Tanjuro looked at Mitsuruichi facing him. He shook his head slightly, and then stood up slowly:
"No need." He spoke calmly, as if he had done something trivial, and nodded to Mitsuru:
"I can probably walk by myself."
But this understatement hit Chengyi's heart like a heavy blow.
"Ah..." Mitsuru stared blankly as Tanjuro skipped him and walked directly over. He stayed in place and didn't move for a long time.
"ah……"
…
at the same time.
outside the door.
Creaking…
Tanjuro opened the door, turned sideways, and let Gotou carry the sleeping Tanjiro out of the door.
Tomioka Giyuu, on the other hand, was holding his Nichirin Sword, arms crossed, leaning against the room, his eyes cold.
After seeing Tanjuro walk out the door.
"Kamado Tanjuro."
Tomioka Yoshiyuki turned around and called out to the other party:
"how?"
Tanjuro was stunned. He turned his head and looked up and down where Tomioka Giyu was standing, feeling a little confused.
——?
This sentence without a preface left Tanjuro confused.
But after seeing the other person's eyes staring straight at him, Kamado Tanjuro hesitated and looked at Tomioka Giyuu:
"...Cool."
"...?"
Tomioka Giyuu didn't seem to expect such an answer. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.
——This probably means expressing approval.
After thinking this through, he nodded to Kamado Tanjuro:
"That's good."
Tomioka Giyu tied the Nichirin Sword he was holding around his waist. He turned back to look at Tanjuro and said in a calm tone:
"The mission location this time is in the snowy mountains in the north."
As Tomioka Giyuu spoke, he released his crow and prepared to let the crow lead the way:
"Without further ado."
He turned around and motioned for Tanjuro to follow.
"…What do you mean?" Tanjuro frowned. He found that chatting with Tomioka Giyu was not as easy as he imagined.
"The mission of the Demon Slayer Squad." Giyu Tomioka answered expressionlessly:
"As a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, you should complete the mission with me."
Tanjuro frowned slightly, and his tone was a bit doubtful. Even a quiet person like him couldn't help but ask Tomioka Giyu:
"…I?"
"Yeah." Tomioka Yoshiyuki nodded.
"Team member?"
"Um."
"when?"
"Just now."
"…How did you say that?"
"Cool."
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