Natian Spider Mountain.
Time passes slowly, the sun sets in the west, and the dim light reveals its last ray of light at the end of the sky.
The tips of the tree crowns swayed slightly.
The second floor of a dilapidated mansion.
"I'm already tired. What happened...?"
The white-haired girl leaned against the window and slowly looked out after the sun completely set:
“… As the number of family members grows, Tired’s control becomes stronger.”
She put her hand on the dilapidated wooden window that was covered in spider webs, and her fingers were strangled until they secreted bright red blood beads, but she didn't care at all:
"If this continues, the possibility of escaping will be almost zero..." the white-haired girl said to herself in a trembling voice:
"hateful…!"
boom!
He beat hard on the wooden window.
There was an emotion called fear hidden in her eyes, which were as silver as tired.
She is a ghost, but her appearance and clothing are similar to those of Lei.
The ghosts who are weak and afraid of ghost hunters look for companions on their own and huddle together for warmth.
But - being tired is different.
He asked the ghosts who came for help to become his "family", change his appearance, and live in Spider Mountain by the "family rules" he set.
Those who did not comply with the requirements would either have their heads cut off or be tied to the sun and burned to death.
This is not what the ghosts who come to have a group want!
Just as the white-haired girl was looking out the window in the direction of the mountain in a daze.
Creak——!
Someone!
The wooden door behind made a creaking sound, and the white-haired girl who played the role of the "eldest sister" in the family was suddenly frightened. She looked behind her in horror.
behind.
Snap, the white-haired figure stood there, seemingly stunned for a moment, and then whispered:
"...I didn't hear anything,"
The "sister" who had just been transformed into a new member of the "family" was standing sideways at the door. Her white-haired face was expressionless and she turned her head slightly:
"--elder sister."
"It's time for breakfast. I'll call you when you're tired."
She spoke with an emphasis, expressionless, and stood sideways.
Seeing her younger sister quickly stepping into the role, the eldest sister was stunned for a moment.
The eldest sister let go of her hand holding the window and nodded blankly:
"...I'll be right away."
…
downstairs.
A group of ghosts with the same white skin and hair sat in two rows, looking quietly at the old pottery bowls placed in front of them under the slightly dancing yellow candlelight.
Sitting at the end is Lei, who "acts" as the youngest brother in the clan.
The white-haired ghosts had cold sweat on their faces, looked solemnly at the empty bowl in front of them, and sat at a loss.
Sudden.
Lei opened his eyes. He turned his head and looked in the direction outside the mansion, muttering to himself:
"coming."
"I've been waiting for a long time...it's time to start dinner."
Hearing this, the other ghosts all looked longingly in the same direction as Lei.
The food provided by so many ghosts is created by creating rumors of ghosts in the surrounding areas, and then attracts a steady stream of ghost hunters to eat them.
Since the rumors never spread to Spider Mountain, he was never exposed.
…
At the foot of the mountain.
boom!
"It hurts!"
Muichiro tripped over the tough spider silk between the trees and fell heavily to the ground. He shouted in pain.
"...be careful."
Ichiro was walking in front. He turned around helplessly, stretched out his hand to pull his brother up, and sighed:
"Be alert, we are not here for sightseeing."
He patted the spider silk wrapped around his body.
"Hey...what is this?"
Ichiro's expression turned ugly as he looked at the sticky spider thread that was wrapped around his fingers and became tough after being pulled hard.
The father followed behind the two brothers. He raised his head and looked at the surrounding woods shrouded in spider silk.
Click.
He quietly grasped the handle of the knife at his waist.
At this time.
rustle…
The grass not far ahead made a rustling sound.
then.
Under the vigilant eyes of Brother Tokito.
"...Stop here." A huge black shadow gradually stood up in the grass and blocked the moon reflected in their pupils.
Nine huge, spider-like pupils reflected light in the moonlight, staring straight here, with a low voice:
"Ghost hunter, I will never let you go any further."
boom!
"Family... protect...!" He clenched his huge fists and slammed them together, clenching his fists and speaking slowly.
Crystal saliva drooled at the mouthparts of the spider's head.
Muichiro raised his head as the huge figure stood up, and he lost his voice in surprise:
"…so big!"
"Is this the ghost we want to defeat?!"
As he spoke, he frowned, pulled the corner of his mouth and shrank his head back, and said with a bit of nausea:
"Spider head, human body, so disgusting..."
Ichiro stopped Muichiro. He looked up in horror at the huge evil spirit with a spider head in front of him and shouted:
"...stay away from him!"
Shouting, he frowned and couldn't help but look back at the ghost.
——Spider head, human...
in mind.
——Inosuke’s appearance kept popping up.
Do guys nowadays like this look? !
Just when Ichiro was staring in front of him, holding the Nichirin sword tightly, thinking about how to deal with the next actual battle.
tread.
"Ichiro, relax."
Weiyilang came from behind and stood in front of the two brothers. His dark red hair was tied into pigtails.
Turning his face sideways, the moonlight shone clearly on his three-dimensional facial features. He smiled at the dazed Ichiro:
"If you are too nervous, you will tremble when holding the knife."
Then he turned around, held the handle of the knife with both hands, pointed the blade at the giant ghost in front of him, and said in a relaxed tone:
"An enemy that can be defeated will also become stronger because of the retreat in one's heart."
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the huge ghost in front of him.
His days in Butterfly House were not wasted.
He gripped the handle of the knife tightly, feeling an unprecedented strength in his arm.
Although——it’s still just one type.
"Bah——!"
In the dim forest, white steam overflowed from the corner of Yilang's mouth, and his attention instantly focused.
At this time.
The white-haired [Sister] quietly appeared behind the evil spirit, and she glanced at the Tokito family gently.
Two children and one adult.
No threat at all.
She turned her head and said lightly:
"...Leave it to you, Dad."
Then, he turned around and left.
After all, he is not a real father and does not need to contain much emotion.
It was just a drinking game. Not long after joining this family yesterday, she understood the rules of survival here.
Survival has always been what she is best at.
Thinking back to the [eldest sister] I saw just now, that guy didn't look like a smart guy who could live long.
"Roar——!!" When the spider demon who played [Father] heard this, he immediately opened his insect mouthparts and roared.
"...Dad?" Yilang's ears twitched as he was about to swing the blade. He heard the sound coming from behind the evil ghost and was slightly stunned.
After looking at the huge ghost in front of him, Wei Yilang looked at the white figure that was moving away behind him, and frowned slightly:
"...Has the whole family turned into ghosts?"
Creaking - the hand unconsciously clenched tightly, holding the handle of the knife until it turned white.
See this.
No longer hesitate.
【Breath of the Moon·One Type】
Weiyilang kicked his feet and raised the blade in his hand. The bright yellow moonlight reflected on his mirror-like blade, and a moonlight veil flashed across it in a daze.
He jumped under the moon.
"…rest in peace."
Uh-huh!
The blade of the knife passed through [Father] who was about to attack him with his fist without any hindrance.
Poof!
The huge spider head suddenly flew up.
With the reaction force of its punch, the spider's head rolled backwards.
Gululu... bang.
It happened to fall at the feet of [Sister], who had just walked not far away.
She felt the touch coming from her feet and subconsciously looked down. After seeing her reflection in the nine pupils of the head at her feet, she was stunned for a moment.
The younger sister lowered her head and blinked her eyes. Only then did she react, and her pupils shrank suddenly.
--What? !
Head! ?
Was [Father] beheaded in an instant? !
At this time,
Creak... creak...
The crunching sound of fallen leaves underfoot came from behind and kept getting closer.
Uh-huh!
Wei Yilang swung the blood stained on the knife vigorously, and the bright red blood drops immediately splashed onto the tree nearby.
He was walking towards this side step by step, saying in a low voice:
"It must be painful."
"Not only myself, but also my family members have turned into ghosts..."
"...Nothing is protected."
I imagined in my mind - what if Muichiro and Ichiro turned into ghosts.
Kaoru's crying face flashed through his mind.
His face gradually darkened.
At this moment, Yueyang, who had only joined the Demon Slayer Squad just because he wanted to "help others", completely felt the desire to kill Muzan completely.
This kind of guy who distorts human beings shouldn't exist in the world.
Uh-huh!
The reflection of the sword light reflected the gloomy face of Yilang, but he could barely hold on to a smile:
"But... I'm sorry."
"I can't let you go."
"It's such a cruel injustice."
Creaking…
Wei Yilang walked out of the shadow under the tree, his face exposed in the moonlight, and he looked at [sister's] trembling back with firm eyes.
Standing up the sword, he spoke in a serious tone, word for word:
"Because... you are dangerous."
If we continue to let them survive, more people will die.
Hear the words.
The younger sister's body trembled. She turned her head stiffly and slowly, pulling at the corners of her mouth, with cold sweat on her face, and looked at Weiyilang with trembling pupils.
The silver-white pupils reflected the appearance of Yilang holding a knife.
She was so frightened that she almost screamed.
——What kind of danger am I?
Didn't you see such a big devil asking you to kill him with a knife?
But with this thought in her mind, my sister's body stiffened, but she couldn't shout anything.
Behind Yilang.
Ichiro and Muichiro stood together, their heads slightly bent, looking at their father's back in confusion.
"...Dad is so scary today." Muichiro stared at his father's back and said in a low voice.
Gudu.
Ichiro didn't reply, he just swallowed hard and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.
Although my father is usually not very reliable, he is particularly scary when he is angry.
opposite.
Seeing that Wei Yilang was about to swing his sword.
At this time.
"Wait a minute!!" My sister suddenly stretched out her hand and shouted. She looked at Weiyilang with a horrified expression and said nervously:
"I'm not…"
Without waiting for my sister to finish speaking,
Uh-huh!
The only man with a dark face and a knife in his hand had already rushed in front of her!
He knew that it was useless to ask this ghost to explain any more, and sending her to hell as soon as possible was what he should do now.
A powerful blow!
Wow!
"...I didn't hit it." Feeling the touch in his hand, Wei Yilang was stunned for a moment.
He looked up and ahead.
"Ahem!" The younger sister looked horrified. She gritted her teeth and backed away: "Why don't you listen to me?!"
Holding her own head in her hand, the cross-section of the neck was very smooth - she had cut it herself.
Survival skills are one of a kind.
"It's only my first day joining this family!"
Shouting, she quickly put the head on her neck.
Without a brain, the body would be extremely weak and there would be no way to escape.
As if she was afraid that Wei Yilang would continue to come up and chop her, she shouted anxiously: "There's no one there yet..."
Uh-huh!
The moonlight flashed in her eyes.
Poof!
Blood lines appeared on the newly healed neck.
"...Eh?" My sister's expression was a little dull. She was in a daze and looked down at the position of her neck in disbelief: "Why..."
"...I'm sorry." Yilang slowly straightened up in front of her. He clenched the blade in his hand and murmured to himself:
"I only know this type for now."
——This is not the problem at all!
The younger sister stared in disbelief and fell backwards weakly.
thump!
After a slight collision with the ground, the body and head suddenly separated, and the head rolled to the side.
His expression was full of unwillingness.
She originally wanted to tell the swordsman that there was a very powerful ghost on the mountain and ask him to run away quickly.
In this way, I can not only survive, but also create the impression of a [good ghost].
but…
Snap, snap.
Tears welled up from his eyes and evaporated into ashes before they hit the ground.
My sister's face was full of grievance.
——Why doesn’t this guy listen to ghosts?
At this time.
Wei Yilang saw his head and mouth opening and closing, as if he was saying something.
He came closer.
Sudden.
His eyes caught the tiny spider threads on his lips that were shaking and reflecting the moonlight!
Wei Yilang's pupils shrank.
Bah!
Thin spider silk slightly reflecting the moonlight rushed from the treetops nearby!
Just when he was about to come into contact with Yilang's body!
Uh-huh!
"Dad!" Yilang rushed over suddenly. He cut off the spider silk that was trying to wrap around Yilang's body with a knife. He shouted:
"There are more than two ghosts, something is wrong with this place."
Muichiro also ran over in small steps. If his brother hadn't noticed the shaking of the treetops, they wouldn't have been able to see the spider silk in the darkness.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The three of them stood back to back, pointing their blades at the dark forest around them.
In an instant, several pairs of silver-white eyes lit up in the forest.
…
…
at the same time.
Zhushi Mansion.
Completely opposite to the atmosphere of Spider Mountain, this place seems very "peaceful".
Snap.
Yushirou held the tea and gently placed it in front of Jiguo Iwakatsu. His face was ashen and his tone was stiff:
"please."
"Thank you." Jiguo Yansheng looked at him with two eyes and nodded slightly.
After explaining clearly that he was out of Muzan's control, Yushiro let go of his guard.
Zhu Shi felt a little surprised. After all, although she had never met him, she had always heard about him.
Just when Jiguo Iwakatsu picked up the teacup and sipped it subconsciously.
Click!
He exerted slight force on his hand, and a crack appeared in the tea cup.
Jiguo Yansheng's expression stiffened for a moment.
(End of chapter)
