Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

To be fair, Rinko really enjoyed the time he spent with Hantengu.

The old man's life was very regular. He stayed in the house at dawn and did nothing. When it got dark, he went out to find food or move to another place. His life was basically the same as Lingguang's.

The only discrepancy was that Hantengou always had a certain wariness towards him that he couldn't understand, a feeling he couldn't quite describe as vigilance or fear. It was as if Rinkou would rip Hantengou's head off and throw his body out into the sun in the next second.

This is an inexplicable sense of crisis that completely ignores the actual gap in strength.

Lin Guang didn't take this sense of vigilance to heart. When he realized that no matter what he did or how far away he kept, Hantengou was still afraid of him, he gave up on etiquette.

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Muzan and Kokushibo objectively assess Rinko as a very polite child. Etiquette was one of the first lessons Rinko learned from Tamayo, and one Kokushibo frequently emphasized. Rinko has inculcated in her the importance of respect for those in higher positions and gratitude for gifts. This set of rules is both practical and convenient, satisfying Tamayo, Muzan, and Kokushibo.

But after meeting Akaza, Rinkou realized that not everyone likes to be bound by etiquette.

As for Douma, that guy completely crushed his politeness to the ground.

When Rinkou felt a little rude for always rejecting Douma and tried to make up for it in other ways, Douma just thought he was easy to bully and fun. So in the end, Douma chose to ignore his opinion and chose the way he liked better.

"Rinko, not just anyone can order you around. Do I need to teach you this myself?"

At that time, Lin Guang's neck was torn off, and the injury recovered in the next second, but the flesh and blood were actually torn off. The culprit had his jaw torn off, and the flesh and blood fell to the ground, whether it was his or the "hunter's".

For Rinko himself, it didn't really matter how he was treated. Douma might eat up most of his body, but he would recover in the blink of an eye. Rinko didn't care. But Muzan disagreed, so he had to care.

"Not next time."

A hand stroked over his head, which was a reward for him correcting his mistakes, and Lin Guang lowered his head and obediently accepted the reward from his superior.

Perhaps Muzan didn't truly want Douma to have his own ideas, otherwise he wouldn't have allowed Douma to take the first bite. The difference? It's about permission. So it's not just him; in Muzan's eyes, perhaps everyone is a domesticated pet. Pets can be naughty, can make noises, can find their own food, can even kill each other, but they can't disobey.

So Douma can twist his neck, break his bones, and chop his body into pieces, but he cannot treat him as prey that can be eaten.

Because the master did not give him to Douma.

"You're very smart, Rinkou."

Muzan could sense the thoughts of all ghosts. He could see what he wanted to see and hear what he wanted to hear. Rinko knew this, but he rarely experienced it so clearly. It was like the teacher circled the paper and said well done while he was still looking at the questions and thinking about the calculations.

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Hantengou clearly wouldn't overstep his bounds just because of his politeness. Even if Rinkou gave way, he wouldn't move forward an inch. All that followed Rinkou closely were those little, rambling words. Those delusions of persecution, those malicious speculations about Rinkou.

This made Lin Guang occasionally wonder what would happen if he really did that. Could he pull the head off? If he tore it off and threw it in the sun for a long time, would the dog die?

Of course, he was just thinking about it. Muzan would not allow him to kill an upper-rank, and Rinko did not think he had such ability. Hantengu was very strong, he could see that, but the problem was.

What exactly is his strength?

It was true that Hantengou was very good at hiding, but other than that, Rinkou didn't see any indication of the word "strong".

He's clearly the Upper Four...but he's terribly timid...and no matter how hard Rinko looked, he couldn't find the words Upper Four or Four in those eyes.

This question was answered after Bantiangou received the task.

Such encounters were actually quite common. For Rinkou personally, he experienced this every night when he was with Akaza. So, the moment he realized someone was approaching, his body reacted and he hid.

But Bantiangou's reaction to this was extremely exaggerated.

It was as if the ghost hunter was completely frightened and panicked, and even forgot to escape. He attacked the target as soon as he found it, but under the siege of several people, he finally got the chance and the head flew high.

"real or fake."

This was the first time that Rinko saw the head of an upper-rank demon being chopped off.

But there was no smell of ash, not even of blood.

An unexpected scene occurred in the next second. The flying head grew a body, and the headless body grew a head. One became two.

"Wow."

This looks much more interesting than ordinary vampire magic.

The staff was raised and hit the floor hard, lightning spread. The ghost hunters were still immersed in the shock that the ghost was not dead even though its head was chopped off. When they realized the danger, it was too late. The strong electric current made them lose their only chance to escape.

At the same time, another ghost waved a fan lightly, and those ghost hunters fell to the ground as if they were hit by a huge rock, and even the fan's marks were left on the ground.

"It's really fun. I haven't been able to go out and play for a long time."

It was a very clear voice, and the happiness that came from within was much more real than Douma's usual disguise.

"What's so fun about that? Just get rid of them quickly, Coke. There are also ghost hunters approaching. Just thinking about it is enough to make me angry."

The staff left the ground and the lightning disappeared, but in just a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the ghost hunter who was trying to grab the hilt of the knife. With a rise and fall, his skull shattered and blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

"Don't be such a dampener, Ji Nu. It's rare that we can be apart. Wouldn't it be more fun if we had more people to play with?"

The ghost called Coke raised the fan and swung it down again in front of a pair of terrified eyes. The heavy pressure left cracks on the ground, not to mention the human body in it. It looked like a complete corpse on the outside, but apart from the pervasive smell of blood, there was no trace of human life.

From the moment a group of ghost hunters chased Bantian Gou to the moment these two ghosts started killing, it actually only took a few tens of seconds.

So what was going on? Was the old man's appearance just a disguise? Did he actually need to be beheaded to return to his original form? As the two demons spoke, Rinkou could clearly see the words "Upper Rank Four" in their eyes.

Are these two demons the true Upper Fours? Like Gitarou and Dakimaki? One hidden within the other?

Lin Guang's mind was full of questions, but he knew now was not the right time to ask, because there were stronger ghost hunters approaching quickly, and those two didn't look like they were about to leave...

Considering their attack method of controlling the field and dealing damage in a large area, Lin Guang decisively chose to move further away. After gaining some distance, he noticed another living creature in the field.

It was a half-day-old dog, but only as big as a mouse, hiding under a tree and shivering.

"Not two brothers...but...a family of three?"