Demon Slayer: I advise Wuzan to abandon evil and become a good person

From that day on, Kokushibo left the mountain, and Yuan never saw his brother again until his death.

This became the only regret in his life.

"Father, please let me join the Demon Slayer Corps! I have already learned all the breathing techniques you taught me."

"Go ahead if you insist."

As time passed, the child of Yoriichi and Shi grew up. After the repeated pleas of Yuzawa Tsugikuni, Yoriichi let him leave Mount Kumotorichi.

After a long journey alone, Yuze Tsugikoku finally arrived at the Demon Slayer Corps base.

"Hello, my name is Yuze Tsugikoku." Yuze Tsugikoku showed a bright and sunny smile to everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Although more than ten years have passed, my wife Anzhi still recognized the boy who looked very similar to Yuichi at a glance.

"You must be Brother Yunyi's child, right? Welcome to join the Demon Slayer Corps."

"My name is Azuma Anzhi, and the seniors from the Demon Slayer Corps really want to meet you!"

Because the demons who come here to surrender are relatively weak, no one in the Demon Slayer Corps has activated their markings, so there is no such thing as death at the age of 25.

A figure was secretly observing the scene in the bushes in the distance. He saw Yuze Tsugikoku entering the Demon Slayer Corps. The branches shook and the figure disappeared.

Kokushibo originally planned to kill the successor of Sun Breathing, but finally gave up.

After all, he is his nephew. What's more, intelligent ghosts cannot kill people easily now, otherwise they will be killed by the boss.

In this way, the Breathing of the Sun was passed down as the Goddess of Fire Kagura and its original name.

Now that he has grown up, he has moved out of Kumotori Mountain and settled down in the Demon Slayer Corps.

During this period, he went back to see off his parents and Tanji and his wife, and left here forever in the reluctant gaze of Zhu Mili and Tanji's son.

Of course, he went back several times later, but as time passed, the relationship between the two families gradually faded. Of course, this is a story for later.

……

Kokushibo stayed in the basin for the next few decades, honing his swordsmanship or increasing his strength day and night.

After being defeated by his younger brother using the Sun Breathing, although he had some complaints about people who used the Sun Breathing, he still did not dare to act presumptuously.

In response, Muzan expressed that he had the same idea as him.

"Kuroshibori, come practice with me!"

And Teruo Aoki's work over the years was not in vain. He found several industrial cities among the people that were suitable for helping ghosts conceal their blood collection and developed them.

By the way, he reinforced his own base camp, installed sunshades on the open spaces of the houses, and built corridors between the houses to help his ghosts move around during the day.

Now they have no shortage of food and drink. After all, there are too many industries. If they accumulate a little in every village or city, there will be a lot.

There are only so many ghosts, but there is too much food.

In order to maintain the world's plot, he has to find a few lucky people to turn into demons from time to time, and ask them to surrender to the Demon Slayer Corps.

In order to kill the extra time, he suddenly remembered that he still had a Sun Blade, and there happened to be someone among the ghosts who had good swordsmanship.

Therefore, he would come to Kokushibo for advice every once in a while.

Although he could crush him with magic, he still planned to adapt to the local customs and practice his swordsmanship more, just to have another tool.

"grown ups."

"Didn't I tell you to just call me by my name? Or you can call me boss like Tamayo." Teruo Aoki said casually.

Regarding this point, Kokushibo still insisted on his own concept, "The relationship between superiors and subordinates cannot be crossed."

"Alright alright."

(I won’t write about this battle.)

As the sparks from the collision of the swords flew out, time passed quickly. After the two of them exchanged ideas, both sides were quite satisfied.

At this time, Tamayo suddenly came over with a gourd water bottle in her hand.

"Boss, you're here too!"

Aoki Teruo nodded, "You are..."

"A batch of rare blood has just been collected in the warehouse. This bottle is for Lord Kokushibo." As she said this, she handed over the gourd in her hand.

"Thank you, but next time, let the servants do this kind of thing."

"It's okay, it's just a side trip."

In fact, the ghosts working in the warehouse are afraid of you, so please help me.

Kokushibo took the gourd, uncorked it and sniffed it carefully, "What a nice smell!"

Not daring to smell any more, he immediately put the cork back. Having a strong sense of superiors and subordinates, he would not allow himself to drink (alcohol?) here.

"By the way, boss, why don't you take Lord Muzan's rare blood? Those ghosts don't seem to want to go."

"it is good."

After parting with the two men, Teruo Aoki went to the warehouse and received a gourd filled with thin blood.

Came all the way to Muzan's residence, knocked on the door? No need.

Teruo Aoki directly pushed open Muzan's door. As expected, Muzan was also reading a book today.

He walked over, gently placed the gourd on the table in front of Wuzan, and said with a smile: "Master, this is for you."

When Muzan heard how he called me, he felt a little embarrassed. Now every time he called me "Young Master", he was teasing me.

In order to ease his embarrassment, he coughed twice, and then said, "Another thin blood coming?!"

Since you didn't inform me first, I'm tired of living, you bunch of trash.

Of course, he only dared to think about it in his mind. If he really wanted to cause trouble for the warehouse, he would have to wait until Teruo Aoki left [Suying].

Aoki Teruo on the side also smiled slightly at this, as if to say, "I understand it all."

"Try it? I heard from them that the rare blood this time is the best of the best."

"Really? Bring me my wine bottle and pour it for me." Muzan raised his eyebrows in joy and said arrogantly.

"..."

Teruo Aoki stroked his head secretly, but still took his wine bottle and filled it up for him.

Then he fumbled around in the room and took out a pot of wine for normal people to drink from somewhere. He sat opposite Muzan and started drinking with him.

Although he was already confused by the aroma, he still controlled himself and took a small sip, "It tastes good. Whose blood is this and why does it smell so good?"

"It was brought by my subordinates. If you still want it, I'll check it out later."

"Well, that's pretty much it."

He felt a little drunk, no, my dignity.

"Okay, you go down."

Before he felt himself fainting, he hurriedly shouted at Aoki to go down quickly.

Aoki Teruo, who was ordered around by Muzan, was not angry. He touched his head and asked, "Are you drunk?"

"Then I'll take you to bed."

"I didn't..." Wuzan opened his eyes dazedly, his rose-red pupils dilated and round.

Teruo Aoki also sighed softly, put him on the tatami swiftly, and helped him take off his clothes and shoes.

(I think it’s better to be pure in the eggplant industry, wry smile?JPG)

The movements are skillful and efficient.

After Wuzan closed his eyes, he helped him clean up the mess left by the drinking, and then quietly left.