Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

If hell really existed, then the person before him would undoubtedly be the most strictly guarded within it. Facing Douma's narrowed eyes, Rinkou was convinced of this.

Douma became the new Upper Rank Two, leaving the Upper Rank Six position vacant. The Lower Ranks were constantly rotating, and according to the order, the qualifications for the new position were clearly insufficient. So Douma and Muzan nominated two names.

But all this has nothing to do with Rinko. After all, he is not an upper-rank rank, and he is not prepared to participate in a bloody battle of replacement.

While the two were talking, Rinko was thinking about whether she had a chance to be exchanged to another place. She didn't expect to see familiar people, but at least she could change people. The new Upper Six would be a good choice. Rinko remembered who those two names belonged to, the brother and sister who were turned into demons by Douma.

Their base was Yuguo, which was convenient for hiding and gathering clues. Although they had rarely met before, Lin Guang felt that they could become friends in the future. After all, Daki didn't look very old, and people of the same age always had more topics to talk about.

Muzan decided to observe for a while. If the brother and sister could pass his assessment, he would consider designating them as the new Upper Six.

This news shouldn't have been directly related to Lin Guang.

That's how it should be.

But the sentence that followed established a relationship between them.

"So Rinkou should continue to follow Douma, and when you have time, go visit the siblings and observe them."

With a light sentence, Rinkou fell back into Douma's hands.

"Even if you continue to stare at me like this, I don't want to be eaten by you, Douma-sama."

Rinkou knelt upright, palms pressed against his thighs, back tense, eyes fixed forward. This was what Kokushibo taught him, but Rinkou didn't usually adopt it, especially after following Akaza for so long that this overly formal posture had almost become a memory dust. He rarely did it because such a formal posture, besides being respectful, also signaled wariness. Kokushibo was powerful and oppressive, so he subconsciously maintained a safer, more convenient position, a way of expressing submission.

Douma behaves very gently most of the time, but when he wants to, he can be as oppressive as he is now. When a pair of eyes stares at you, every bone feels cold, and the coldness seeps into your flesh through every crevice, flows in your blood, and even disrupts your heartbeat.

"I didn't say that, Rinko, why do you think that?"

When Muzan speaks, it's like a ghost is bewitching him, but Douma is not like a ghost. He will judge people's death with a smile, eat people's flesh and blood, and collect people's bones. He comes from a place deeper than the hell where ghosts exist. He is purer, unscrupulous, and extremely gentle, but he does things that no gentle person would do.

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"Why, why can you still smile so brightly after killing someone, why can you still claim to be innocent after eating someone..."

The tip of the knife was trembling, not because of fear but because of anger, and the sound of the iron clanging was as clear as a bell.

"Um—are you talking about me?"

The evil ghost had a smile on his face that was brighter than a child who had received candy, and he stood without any fear in front of the ghost swordsman who was holding his long sword tightly.

"Why, kill them..."

"Um--"

The tone was deliberately drawn out, the white hair tilted slightly with the curvature of the head, the fan was against the side of the face, he looked innocent and confused, until he finished thinking, the evil ghost thought of the result.

"Ah, if I must say... because I'm hungry, and when you're hungry you have to eat, isn't that natural? And they look delicious, and seeing delicious food makes me even hungrier..."

The blade was wrapped in the swordsman's anger, and it only took a blink of an eye for the blade to move from far to near. The fan stretched out, the squinting eyes opened, and a gust of cold wind blew out with the turn of the wrist, freezing the anger along with the flame of life. What fell to the ground was an exquisite ice sculpture, lifelike, as if it could roar in the next second.

"Really? They don't even listen to what I'm saying... Ghost hunters these days are really annoying, aren't they, Rinko? They interrupt us when we're eating."

The boy who was called sat in the shadows, always there but unnoticed.

"It's obvious that those who are eaten will stay in my body, become a part of me, and live with me forever. Why don't they understand? Only I can save them..."

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Rinko doesn't know which of Douma's real thoughts is, and neither do the demon hunters, but for those who were eaten, the latter seems to be more soothing.

Those eyes blinked, and the strong sense of oppression disappeared in an instant.

"Master, someone is looking for you."

The next second, there was a knock on the door. The woman who opened the door spoke softly and lowered her head obediently to invite Douma.

"Okay, I'm coming right now. Rinko, please stay here."

Everything was like a nightmare. Lin Guang was still sitting, but every bone gradually regained its control. The door opened and closed, the taut string was suddenly loosened, and Lin Guang slowly exhaled.

Lin Guang felt that death was not terrible, but it was a pity. He lost the opportunity to explore, the opportunity to meet others, and the opportunity to continue tasting food. It was a pity.

But his body and consciousness always seemed to disagree. He didn't fear death, but this body was incredibly afraid of those stronger than him. When Kokushibo stood before him, the trembling he felt, the subconscious shrinking back, the instinctive avoidance, seemed like a survival code cultivated from a distant past, memorized by his body.

It was as if there was an invisible person standing behind him, existing in his mind and lurking in his body, always dragging him towards the direction of survival again and again.

Maybe it was the lost part of the memory that was causing the problem, but Muzan said that the past was not worth remembering. Rinko felt that he was right. Since everything had been forgotten, it must not be a good thing. And based on the habits that had been retained, that feeling of fear was definitely not a good memory.

Lin Guang's brain is not very useful. He feels that it is already very difficult for him to remember everything now. If his brain is to be occupied by other things, that sounds too bad.

So, it would be best if I could never remember the past.

But that was all later. Back to the present, what Rinko needed to think about was how to deal with Douma later.

"If I say we want to go out and play, will he take me with him?"

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[emmmm, I feel like this isn't written clearly enough. Actually, Rinyang himself didn't want to live at first, because his life was full of suffering. But it's hard to say for sure if he had never seen good things. Rinyang's life would have just passed by like that. But unfortunately, at the moment of life and death, he was picked up by Muzan and lived a good life.

I could have endured darkness if I had never seen the light.

The same goes for Rinyang. If he hadn't met Muzan, it wouldn't matter if he died on that snowy day, or survived and died in some unknown corner. But he saw him, and he knew that everything could be changed. So even if a spider silk thread hung down from hell, the desire to survive would make him grab that thread and crawl out of hell.

Even if the price is to become a ghost, there is nothing wrong for a child to want to survive and leave hell.

So after becoming a ghost, he lost his memory, but he still had the instinct to live. It was just that his mind was not clear, and because of the ghost's special physique, he had a vague understanding of the concept of death, so he was not afraid of death. In addition, ghosts could not kill ghosts. No matter how much these people tortured him, they could not kill him unless they stuck him in a tree to bask in the sun. So there was really no need to be afraid.

The invisible person that Lin Guang mentioned is his former human self. His human self longed to live, and this also influenced him after he became a ghost. Of course, he was afraid of adults because he retained his memories. After all, he had a violent father and a resentful mother. In his cognition, those who were taller, stronger, and more powerful than himself would be compared to the father he feared.

She had too many memories of being looked down upon and beaten. So, initially, she was quite afraid of Muzan, but then, after turning into a demon, she had a fledgling effect, and her relationship with Muzan went back to normal. The only thing she wasn't too afraid of was Muzan, a powerful and tall man. However, if Muzan got angry, Rinko would instinctively tremble, her body's muscle memory.