Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Douma is indeed a very difficult person to understand.

Elusive and a little simple.

Most people that Rinko met said that he was a child, but Rinko felt that if he was considered a child, then Douma was a child even younger than him.

Douma's actions, or in fact, everything he does, doesn't need any rationale to support it, just like the teachings of the Eternal Paradise. He doesn't do things just for the sake of doing them, but rather because he wants to do them. He doesn't force himself, and he just wants to live a relaxed and happy life.

As for the so-called ability to live together forever after eating, Rinko once thought it was nonsense, but Douma believed it firmly, and he really remembered every person he ate, their name, wish, appearance, and voice.

If everything is remembered by another person, then at least in his memory, the dead person still exists vividly.

Even though the one who remembers everything is not a 'person' in the strict sense.

"Dōma-sama has created a paradise for himself."

Such outrageous and unreasonable words could only come from Lin Guang's mouth.

When Douma heard this, he smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed.

As for Daki, she didn't quite understand such things. She knew Douma had a church and that he was her godson, but that was it. She didn't believe in gods or Buddhas, or in heaven or hell. For her, the only people she needed to remember were Muzan and Douma: one was a supreme being beyond the written word, the other was a kind person who had mentored her and her brother.

As for the actual rituals of burning incense, worshiping Buddha, and praying, in her eyes, they were far less interesting than finding a woman to eat or playing with men.

"Hey, Rinko is already thinking about these boring things at this age?"

Sharp claws pressed against the side of her face, denting the soft flesh. Daki had no doubt that if she pressed even a little harder, her face would be pierced, blood flowing. She was clearly a ghost, but in both appearance and reality, she wasn't much stronger than a human...

"What does this have to do with age? If you really want to count age, I'm older than both Daki and Douma."

A dull tingling sensation came from his face, again and again. It was acceptable, so Lin Guang did not stop it. He raised his head and responded to Daki's sigh.

"Oh, no way, it looks so small... It seems smaller than the kids on the street. Ah, but ghosts are definitely like this, they can maintain their original appearance after many years. Rinkou has become a ghost at such a young age, so amazing."

The fingers left the face, and the boy was held up like a doll and displayed in the candlelight. He blinked and tilted his head.

I don’t know whether Douma’s example is really bad, or he really looks harmless enough that the next step after being held in someone’s arms is to be displayed as a doll.

"Rinkou is so adorable! Even Daki likes you so much... You're a boy, but you're allowed to stay here—I'm so envious—"

Douma took Rinko from Daki's hands and held her in his arms naturally. Their faces were forced together with one taking the initiative and the other not responding. It was obviously a very intimate action, but Daki didn't see any closeness at all.

Rinko....is as numb as a stray cat being forcibly grabbed and kissed by a passerby...

Douma's tone was full of smiles and his actions were very intimate, but all he got was Rinko's palm pressing on his face after he rubbed against him for a while. The boy was not very strong, at least not as strong as Douma, but Douma still cooperated and was pushed away little by little by the thin palm.

"Hey, Rinko, don't be embarrassed, Daki is our friend, we have a good relationship, there's no need to be shy——"

Now it looks even more like it. Dakimaki sighed inwardly as she looked at Rinkou, who had an expressionless face but placed both hands on Douma's face, keeping a fixed distance between them.

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Why did Lin Guang fall into this situation? This story has to start from a long time ago.

Anyone with eyes can see that Douma has feelings for Rinko. To put it more clearly, Douma wants to eat Rinko, physically, in the true sense of the word.

Maybe not even a bone will be left.

And Lingguang obviously didn't want to die here.

So Lin Guang decided to use his little brain and try to think of a way out for himself. Then he thought of the little hint that Muzan left for him.

"Since I don't have anything else to do, why not go check on Daki?"

The reason was sufficient, completely absurd. After hearing this, Douma looked at him with a subtle look, even more subtle than the time when he was about to go to Yukuo.

But the process is not important. Rinko doesn’t know what kind of considerations Douma had gone through (actually he doesn’t care), but in any case, Douma agreed, and this is more important.

So Lingguang successfully got a new residence.

Located in a store in Yuguo.

He was a blind child trafficked by Douma, but he was good-looking, obedient, and ate little.

"There's nothing I can do, Rinko. You can't learn to hide your eyes. I can only say this. Besides, this way you can do less work."

These are Douma's own words. It's hard to tell how much of a mix of real and fake things there is.

But no matter what Douma thought, in the end, Rinkou successfully got a legitimate identity and could stay here openly. As long as he entered this store, the rest was within the scope of Daki's interference. It was just a matter of picking a child she liked to help her, which was not an excessive request.

Anyway, he was a blind child who couldn't take care of customers. The boss knew who the real cash cow was and who to coax.

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"Even if you're pretending to be so affectionate now, I won't forget that you were going to bite me hard while I was sleeping."

Douma's eyes blinked, an innocent look written all over his face. Daki, who had overheard the truth, also blinked. She knew Douma had always wanted to eat Rinko, but she thought it was just a bad joke. Douma had always just said it, never putting it into action. Besides, Rinko was a ghost. Why would a ghost want to eat another ghost for no reason?

"Ah, were we discovered? I thought Rinkou was so soundly asleep that he wouldn't notice."

Douma, who was exposed, narrowed his eyes, without any guilt or remorse. His tone was slightly surprised, with a hint of regret in it.

"I slept very soundly, and because of that, I had a nightmare that lasted the entire day. It left a very deep impression on me, Lord Douma."

Lin Guang spoke clearly, pausing deliberately to emphasize the impact of the incident.

But Douma will not feel guilty.

"Don't worry about it, Rinkou—"

He pulled the boy, who seemed to be dissatisfied with this matter, into his arms. This time he used a little force and forced the boy's outstretched arms to bend. The sound of broken bones was clear, but Douma didn't care. With the boy restrained in his arms, he whispered affectionately in Rinko's ear.

"Since Rinko knows I really want to eat it, why not just give it to me? Rinko will grow back soon anyway, right?"

The broken arm recovered before the next blink of an eye. Douma grabbed the hand and pulled it in front of him. Rinko could feel the cool air from his breath spreading across the back of his hand.

"No one wants to relive the feeling of having a piece of flesh bitten off."

"But Rinkou isn't afraid of pain at all, is he?... Then it's okay if it hurts a little, just let me eat you."

What Douma said made no sense at all. He didn't consider other people's feelings at all, and he didn't care about other people's feelings at all.

But actually, it’s not completely unreasonable.

Rinkou was indeed not afraid of pain. It's more like he was very accustomed to it. He used to like eating random things, and would vomit constantly if he ate the wrong thing. Later, when he followed Kokushibo, he was often cut into pieces. And then when he followed Akaza, a punch from him would literally break everything from his palm to his ribs. Not to mention when Muzan gave him blood, every blood vessel was clamoring to explode at the next second.

He had endured all of this so smoothly, so a bite wasn't really a big deal. Rinko hadn't let Douma bite him because he thought Douma was a demon, and it was strange for him to have an appetite for him.

It's weird, so I don't want to do it.

Besides, he didn't really want Douma to succeed easily.

"It does. I don't like being eaten by you."

Lin Guang said this with determination.