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

"Are you also an artist like me?" Yu Hu tilted his head and looked at the man who had just come out of the magazine shop.

The man waved his hands quickly and said awkwardly: "No, no, I'm just a... loser."

As he spoke, the man's voice became smaller and smaller, with a hint of sadness.

How could he be an artist when his submissions always failed and he was never recognized?

Yu Hu held the new pot she had made and handed it to him. "No one appreciated the pots I made before, until..."

……

“Hey, are you okay?” Du Ji stretched out her hand to the woman lying on the ground, then turned her head and shouted towards the door: “Brother, beat him up! Beat him hard! He is such a scumbag!”

The woman in the purple kimono held Daki's hand with tears in her eyes, stood up and bowed slightly, "My name is Yarong, thank you for your help."

"It's okay. Do you want to follow me? And what do you plan to do with this scum?" Du Ji said carelessly.

Mi Rong looked at the man who was beaten beyond recognition with sadness and shed a tear, "Please take me away from here, benefactor."

She was glad that she had not been here for long and had not yet become pregnant with this domestic violence man's child. From now on, she would no longer have anything to do with him.

Jifu Tailang came outside with a child in each hand and put them on the ground, "I've taken care of my sister, and I'll leave these children to the government!"

"Let's go, Mi Rong. From now on, I will protect you!"

Daki stood side by side with Jifutaro, folded her hands and raised her chin towards Yaei.

……

Here, Hantengu, who was silently searching for the Demon Slayer Corps’ base, hid behind a tree and watched a middle-aged man being mocked by a group of villagers. His past unbearable memories were awakened.

After everyone else had left, the dog finally came out trembling.

"Hello... hello!" Hantiangou said tremblingly, "Are you also disliked because of your appearance?"

There were fine lines extending from the middle-aged man's forehead to under his eyes, making him look ferocious and ugly.

"What do you mean?" The man with a bruised face and nose stared at the old man in front of him vigilantly with his bright yellow eyes.

"You... follow, follow me... let's go!"

……

"Hello, little girl, what are you doing?" At the fireworks party, Lian Xue looked at the little girl who didn't fit in with the other children and felt pity for her.

The little girl did not play with others, but played with the plant in her hand alone. After a while, a vine bracelet was woven.

"Sister, this is for you. It's beautiful."

Lian Xue was about to reach out to take it, but the girl moved her fingers back and said, "Exchange. I'm so hungry. I want to eat."

"Sir, let's take her to buy something to eat!"

Akaza looked at Koyuki tenderly, "I'll listen to you."

After they bought things for the girl, there was a "bang" and fireworks appeared in the sky, which was extremely gorgeous.

So, the little girl kept following the two of them and couldn't be shaken off.

"Little boy, don't follow us. Where are your parents?"

Lian Xue stopped and looked down at the girl, worried.

"I don't want mom and dad, they don't like me and I don't like them, they don't like me..." As she spoke, the little girl started crying.

"I hate them. I like my brothers and sisters. Don't leave Ling Yuzi."

Helplessly, Koyuki and Akaza could only keep the little girl with them.

……

Time passed slowly, and the Upper Moons all had their own experiences. At different times, they asked Muzan for a lot of blood.

After an unknown amount of time, powerful ghosts were slowly born.

Teruo Aoki, who was at the headquarters, opened his eyes that had been closed for rest and looked up into the sky.

Then he exchanged a glance with Muzan, "You also felt it, right? Many powerful demons were born."

"Yes, I can feel it. Maybe all the Twelve Demon Moons will be found tonight."

Is the establishment of the Twelve Ghost Months also a matter of fate? What can I do to control my destiny?

As if sensing Muzan's emotions, Aoki Teruo put his hands on Muzan's shoulders and said seriously: "No one can hurt you now, what are you worried about?"

"At least you don't have to worry now. We can figure out a solution together for the future!"

Wuzan smiled lightly, "I know what you are thinking, it's nothing more than a game, so I will play with Him!"

"I will not succumb to fate. Unless the person from a hundred years ago comes back to life, no one can hurt me."

"Not even his descendants can do that!"

"Mingnu, gather all the ghosts, I want to select the Lower Crescent Moon!"

Naruto: Yes, Lord Muzan!

"I don't need to go for this matter." Aoki Teruo sighed in his heart.

I shouldn't do everything myself. Yueyan has his own ideas, so let him do it.

Under Mingnu's command, demons who had learned blood demon arts appeared in the lobby of Infinite City one by one.

There were at least forty or fifty ghosts standing in the lobby, and those who knew each other were whispering to each other, discussing the selection for the waning moon.

The lone ghost stood quietly by, carefully observing the people and things around him.

Many of the Waxing Moons, who were at the top of the ghost world's power structure, also came over, and strangely, they were followed by many ghosts that their subordinates had never seen before.

"Who are those? I've never seen them before!"

"That little girl is so cute."

"As expected of Lady Daki, even the ghosts around her are so beautiful."

"..."

The conversation reached its peak when the waxing moon appeared.

Until Kokushibo appeared on the high platform, six eyes staring coldly at the ghosts below, "Quiet!"

"You guys are so noisy!" After saying that, he drew out his samurai sword and gently swung it downwards.

Seeing this, Mingnu silently used blood demon magic to repair the cracked ground.

Even if Kokushibo casually swung his sword, the ghosts were scared and dodged.

"It's cold~"

As Mingnu's fingers moved up and down, the lights in the Infinite Castle seemed to flash, and Muzan instantly appeared behind Kokushibo.

He walked forward expressionlessly and announced to the ghosts below the stage: "I believe everyone knows the purpose of summoning you here. To select a suitable waning moon."

"Narume!"

Mingnu, who was named by Muzan, started the next speech consciously.

A calm voice came from midair, "There are 54 ghosts participating in this competition. Six Lower Crescent Moons will be selected through the competition."

"Delen~" Another pipa sound rang out, and the floor of the lobby slowly rose, dividing the area below the stage into six parts.

The sound of the pipa rang out, "De Leng" "De Leng——"

The ghosts participating in the selection were evenly distributed on six platforms according to their strength.

Mingnu continued, "Now, the ring competition begins. The last person left on the high platform will enter the ranking selection for the Lower Crescent Moon."