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

Time flies, and the war ended with the Tokugawa family successfully establishing the Edo Shogunate, marking the end of the Warring States period.

Under the rule of the Edo Shogunate, the "Edo Period" which lasted for more than two hundred years began.

The camera slowly moved into a clinic, where a large sign was hung with the words "Qingshi Pharmaceutical".

This is a famous pharmacy in this small town, no, it is well-known in the whole of Neon.

"Komaji, are you here to buy medicine for your father again?"

"Yes, it's the same medicine. Please give me one."

This was a young man with black hair and pink eyelashes, and his arm that took the herbs was wrapped in white cloth.

Looking at the white cloth, the old doctor sighed secretly.

The old doctor watched the child walk out of the clinic, touched his long white beard, and sighed softly.

"This child has a hard life too."

The apprentice who was doing odd jobs beside the old doctor heard this and interrupted, "Master, you have helped that kid a lot. If you hadn't introduced him to the black market, he would probably still be stealing things."

"You are a very good man."

"Well - any help is helpful."

After leaving the clinic, the young man named Komaji hurriedly held the medicine bag in his arms and left quickly.

The current public security is neither good nor bad. There are always some rogue Japanese pirates causing trouble.

And children like Komaji are their best targets.

Just now, when Komaji passed a turning, he was stopped by several hooligans in tattered clothes.

How... could this happen? I was running really fast, damn it!

Komaji opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but recall scenes from the past.

The bruises on my body ached slightly.

*last night

The boy was running on the wet land, and when he ran quickly he stepped into the puddles on the road, splashing with a "puff" sound.

There were groups of people behind him yelling loudly.

"Hurry up, take a shortcut and surround him!"

"We can't let him get away."

Hearing the sound, the boy didn't care about anything else and quickly put the medicine bag in his pocket and speeded up.

Damn it… It’s them again. I can’t let them catch me. I can’t let them take away my father’s medicine and money again.

Relying on their years of experience, the two gangsters deftly moved through the houses and took a big detour.

Then, they saw Komaji coming towards them, smiled viciously at him, and the two of them worked together to stop him.

"Hey, kid, hand it over, so you can suffer less."

"impossible!"

While talking about Komaji, he was looking for an opportunity to break out.

Are we surrounded? No, we might as well just rush out.

Komaji was surrounded by six rogue Japanese pirates. His forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes were firm and sharp.

He keenly caught a glimmer of hope—on the right side! There was a slightly empty corner where the six people were standing.

Finding the right moment, he slid down and rolled over, and got through, holding the medicine bag and money tightly against his chest with one hand.

We are almost there! Hurry up, and run as soon as you can break through.

However, fate seemed to be playing a trick on him at this moment. Just after he successfully got out, a strong and powerful hand grabbed the corner of his clothes like a pair of pliers.

"This guy tried to run, but I caught him. Come here quickly!" the gangster said with his eyes wide open.

The force was so powerful that Komaji's running movement came to an abrupt halt. His expression instantly became distorted, with anger, unwillingness and resentment intertwined on his face.

But he was still unwilling to give up. He grabbed the man's hand with his rough little hands, opened his mouth wide, and bit the man's hand hard with his sharp teeth.

The gangster's hand was bitten by Komaji, leaving a bloody hole. He subconsciously loosened his hand and shook it, "It hurts so much, you unlucky guy, stop right there. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Looking at the bloody hole on his hand, he couldn't help but yelled at his accomplice behind him: "What are you waiting for? Just hit me!"

"The second brother has spoken, hurry up."

"Yes! Boss."

The group of people didn't hesitate now. Four of them grabbed Komaji and pressed him to the ground, controlling his limbs, while the other two searched inside his clothes.

"My medicine! My money!"

"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!"

"Ahhhh-"

Komaji used all his strength to break free from the four men's suppression, but the sudden burst of strength prevented the four men from reacting in time and they were lifted up briefly.

"Hehe, if you want to take it back, wait until next life!"

"You're just like your damned father, a loser!"

"Don't...scold my father!"

"Hit me!"

In the end, Komaji was unable to keep his medicine and money, and returned home with a bruised face.

As he left, he stared fiercely at the direction the six people were walking in, "I must become stronger!"

This shabby and monotonous room was filled with a bitter smell of medicine that lingered for a long time.

Looking at Komaji's appearance, his mother Harue knew that it was that group of uneducated hooligans who stole the things again.

"Komaji, it's okay. You've done very well. We still have some money at home. You can buy another dose of medicine tomorrow."

Chunzhi carefully wiped her husband's body with a hot towel, and there were faint scratches on her wrist holding the towel.

"Ahem, it's all my fault that I got you into trouble."

"Okay, Hayabusa, I don't allow you to say that. Stop talking and have a good rest."

"Mother, I will take care of father. It's late. You should go and rest first."

Komaji snatched the towel and hot water from Harue's hand and said without question.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. I'm going to rest first."

"Cough cough~"

The night passed by in a flash. Komaji shook hands with Hayanobu and Harue respectively, and said, "I'm going to the black market now... take care."

Harue ruffled Komaji's hair and said softly, "Promise me that you will put your body first."

Although the family was very grateful to the old doctor in the clinic for recommending the black market to them, they were able to make a living by selling blood occasionally.

However, he still hopes that his family is safe, and selling blood too often is not good for his health.

"Okay, mother, I promise you, I know my body, don't worry!"

"Wait for me to come back with the herbs at noon!"

Komaji stood at the door, waved to the people inside and smiled brightly.

He was wearing a tattered black and gray robe and a black mask on his face, and he walked cautiously towards a corner.

This is a secluded courtyard. There is a cave not far to the southwest of the courtyard. Komaji skillfully groped around in the cave.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and then the wall made a "bang" sound, and a small path that could only accommodate one person slowly opened.

Komaji walked in with ease and handed the sign in his hand to the gatekeeper inside.

"go in."

The gatekeeper turned sideways, revealing a small door at the back.

It was very quiet here, so quiet that the only sound one could hear was the crackling sound of Komaji's footsteps.

After walking for a while, we finally reached the end.

This is a huge underground cave. People inside are wearing black robes and masks. This is where some illegal underground business is done.