After traveling through Demon Slayer, is it possible to survive?

I realized it when I came to my senses in a daze.

Where is the evil smile?

It's still the same as before, except that his expression may be a little more relaxed. He still looks indifferent and expressionless.

I blushed because those titles with "jun" at the end are too cheesy??? ???, I feel like I can say it to anyone except Tsugikoku Yuichi. ╭(°A°`)╮

It's just a little strange...

I held my forehead, feeling that I clearly hated this guy, but... I couldn't generate any disgust.

I simply turned my head around, not wanting to talk to him anymore, and quickly opened the door to the dining room.

Yuichi Tsugikoku smiled faintly in his heart, and his mood became cheerful when he looked at the young man.

[“It is because of you that I am attracted to you…”]

I opened the door only halfway and stood behind him to see the scene inside...

There was a long table with food placed on both sides. Xuantu was sitting on the left, eating the food in his hand slowly, while Xuanmi on the other side was holding a piece of watermelon, lost in thought.

The chopsticks before the meal were not even moved.

"Hey! Little devil with a cockscomb head, long time no see!" I shouted in the direction of Xuan Mi and walked forward.

"Which bastard!" Xuan Mi immediately turned his head, seeming unhappy with the name, although he really had that hairstyle.

Xuan Mi looked at the person (ghost) in front of him with a sinister look, but he always felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar.

[“The eyes are a bit like that…”] Xuan Mi recalled that time.

Looking at Xuan Mi's thoughtful expression, it then occurred to me that my appearance and smell had changed when I met the two brothers.

"I see. It seems your intuition isn't as good as your brother's." I took a step forward and changed my appearance to that of that time. My voice also changed. "So, now you remember what happened, little brat!"

When he first saw the boy's body change, Xuan Mi instantly realized that the person in front of him was not a human at all, but a ghost. His body quickly tensed up, and his eyes flashed with a hint of fighting spirit.

But when the ghost in front of him changed into the one he had always wanted to meet in his memory, he suddenly became confused.

"You, you are..." Xuan Mi's hands trembled a little, as if he was in disbelief, but his soul kept confirming that he was...

"Mo Yunchuan!!"

Xuan Mi took a few steps back in shock, bumping into the long table, and scaring Xuantu who was enjoying his food calmly, so that the bowl and chopsticks almost fell out of his hands.

Seeing him stepping back in shock made me confused. Although we haven't seen each other for a long time, it shouldn't be like this.

Your brother was chasing me and hacking at me, and you looked like you had seen a ghost...even though I was the ghost.

"Fuck, I'm not dead, why are you backing away?"

Xuan Mi stopped walking back, stood there and took a few deep breaths, his eyes filled with surprise, emotion, and... shock?

"It's really you!"

"Yes, didn't your brother tell you?"

"I did." Xuan Mi shook his head vigorously after answering. He didn't want to talk about this topic. He pointed at me and said in shock: "Did you transform the girl just now?"

"Pfft..." Mitsuri Kanroji behind him couldn't help but laugh, but quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Tsugikoku Yoshiichi nodded calmly, as if he agreed with Xuanya's words very much, but soon shook his head gently, as if he felt that Xuanya's words were not quite right.

My expression froze for a moment, and I quickly stepped forward and punched him hard on the head, saying with a smile, not a smile, and an angry tone, "That's what a man looks like! And... that's my original appearance!"

.........

Everyone had a happy meal together, but Xuan Mi only took a piece of watermelon to eat. Everyone talked a lot, talking about daily life, battles, experiences, and difficulties encountered.

Xuantu also talked about the time when he was with me, and the ghost who attacked him when he was exhausted after fighting.

When talking about this experience, Xuantu's eyes became dull and he clenched his hands into fists.

“I won’t let him go.”

He looked calmly at everyone except Tsugumi Yoshiichi, and felt that the plot had changed a lot.

Muichiro's sword was not broken, so he had no intention of coming to the Sword Forging Village. On the contrary, there was a major chip on the sword of Santo, so he wanted to get the sword quickly, so he came to the Broken Sword Village.

More importantly, I want to take a hot spring bath.

In addition, when Santu said that he wanted to take a few more days off and wanted to give the task to Giyu who would soon succeed the Water Pillar, it became clear that the person who was supposed to appear had been replaced.

I swallowed the rice ball in my mouth, and I didn’t know whether I should be happy or feel depressed.

Although the relationship has been established, I always feel that if it continues like this, although I will definitely not start the Infinite City War, but... I think I will still die.

If I were to trade myself for a world where the future was uncertain about peace, what would I choose? And what would the person standing in front of me choose?

I hate doing things that don't benefit myself or help others, or things like saving the world. Only a naive person like me would want to do such things.

So I always find it very strange, if I really have to die, why can't I choose how I die.

The world is at peace, so do they want to eliminate me, a scourge that brings fear?

The real troublemaker is not me, but the real Muzan Kibutsuji. I just accidentally replaced him, and I traveled through time and space to replace him after he committed a heinous crime.

I am also a human being, a human being who traveled through time and space.

Who would really want me to stay? I'm not sure if I really want to stay in this world.

Among the possible Kokushibo and Douma Tamayo, who will truly support me to live?

The mess of emotions seemed to have touched something, and a sharp pain spread through my brain.

I put my hands on my head, thinking the pain was about to start again, but the pain disappeared instantly.

Tsugikoku Yuichi, who noticed this, immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hand to steady the boy, and asked in a calm and concerned tone, "What's wrong?"

I glanced at Tsugikoku Yoriichi and couldn’t help but wonder: “Will he want me to live?”