Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Children are very malleable. They are born with a strong ability to imitate and inherit their guardians' every move and every word.

If the child likes the person being imitated, the behavior will be more obvious.

And Rinko likes Coke.

This is not surprising.

Hantengu's life was very regular, and Rinkou had been happy about it for a while, but as he got used to it, it started to feel a bit jarring. The old man would spend the entire night looking for food, and would occasionally move to a different place, but Hantengu didn't carry him around like Akaza did. Rinkou had to do all the running and moving himself. Ghosts recover quickly, so for Rinkou, it wasn't tiring, nor was it a problem.

What troubled him was something else. Hantengu didn't have many books around him, and Hantengu wouldn't leave him too much time to look at the moon and count the stars. Lin Guang's interest and ability in eating people were very limited, and these idle times would make Lin Guang feel a little...

boring.

Hantengou is very boring. He won't tell Rinko any knowledge or stories, so Rinko naturally distracts his extra attention. The only two people who can spend time with him are Ji Nu and Coke.

Rinko likes Coke, and for good reason.

Linguang had encountered many different ghosts in his first half of life, but most of them didn't like him at first, some thought he was a nuisance, some thought he was too weak. Kele also thought he was weak, but he didn't hate him for that. Instead, he found him interesting, and this curiosity and interest didn't reach the point where he would dislike him.

Furthermore, Cola had a good temper. No matter what Rinkou did, he wouldn't get angry. Even when he hung around Cola's neck and tried to grab his horns, Cola would just laugh and say that he was getting braver every day. Aside from the fact that he often broke a few of his bones without any care, Cola had no flaws.

And since Rinko is a ghost, broken bones can heal immediately, so this is not a problem at all.

Coke likes him and he likes Coke too.

So it was almost inevitable that Rinkou would be led down that path by Cola's words and deeds. Ji Nu wasn't the only one unhappy about this, but Hantengou usually didn't participate in the "discipline" phase. And in a two-on-one situation, one was a pointless clone attacking each other, and the other was a rat even harder to catch than Hantengou. So, while they were both disciplined, the results weren't great.

"I've completely learned bad habits from Coke. If the adults find out, they'll definitely punish me."

Hantengou would occasionally sigh like this. At that time, Rinkou was either preparing to snatch Cola's fan, or preparing to provoke Ji's anger again, or staring at his neck.

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The prerequisite for the appearance of Coke is that the dog's head is chopped off.

Humans who weren't Ghost Swordsmen were no different from rabbits in front of ghosts. It was difficult to chop off Lin Guang's head, let alone Hantengou's. And ordinary Ghost Swordsmen would also find it difficult to catch these two ghosts who weren't the best fighters but were definitely the best runners.

Only a few strong enough ghost swordsmen will have the opportunity to force Hantengou into a corner, and then the head and body will have the opportunity to separate, and Coke and Ji Nu will appear after that.

But ghost swordsmen like this weren't common, and Lin Guang hadn't seen those two for a month or so. To be honest, he was feeling a bit bored.

"So... I really can't rip your head off, Hantengou?"

Lin Guang turned his head and saw the old man who was swallowing his arm tremble suddenly. He didn't say a word but increased the speed of his hands.

"Just cooperate with me, I'll try to act faster..."

If it had seemed like a joke before, now that Rinkou had picked up the Nichirin Sword, it looked like he was serious. Hantengou let out the most shrill scream he had ever heard since they met when he saw the Nichirin Sword pointed at him.

"It's okay. You won't die even if your head is chopped off, right?... Then let me try. It's okay, right?"

The Sun Blade was raised high and then chopped down fiercely. The crisp sound of collision and the marks on the ground symbolized that Rinko really used all his strength this time.

"You really want to chop off my head!"

The loud screams of the dog were heard even more clearly in the silent night.

"Although this is not my real purpose, you are right about this. I have to rip your head off your body before anyone will play with me..."

There was an innocent and calm expression on Rinko's face. The innocence was real, and the calmness was also real. He even looked a little pitiful, if he wasn't holding up the Nichirin sword in his hand that could really kill demons.

"It's okay to chop off my head, but I won't die anyway...it's okay to let me try."

The long sword swung in Rinko's hand. Kokushibo had taught Rinko how to use the long sword. The long sword used at that time was modeled after the Demon Slayer Corps' standard sword. Although that was a long time ago, even if one didn't remember the techniques for chopping off a head with a sword, one could understand how to do it just by watching.

Watching the Demon Slayer Corps hunting them every day, it was hard for Rinko to forget how to use this thing.

We have weapons and a target, so now there is only one thing left to do...

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"Hey, hey, hey—is this true? Little Rinko actually chopped off the old man's head."

When Cola landed, he glanced around and instantly locked onto the Sun Blade. Then he saw Rinko holding the hilt.

"Because I'm bored. I want to play with you."

Lin Guang tilted his head, his tone so calm and his expression so innocent that it seemed more real than real. The boy disappeared in the next second, replaced by a powerful electric current that fell from the sky. The Nichirin Sword that remained in place was trembling with the lightning.

"Just because of such a boring reason! Cola! Look at what you taught him!"

The iron rings on the staff danced and collided in the air, and the flowing electric current searched and hunted down the only alien in the field.

"I'm not angry, it's not up to us to decide what Lingguang wants to learn or do. Besides, he just wants to find something fun to do. Don't you think it's interesting?"

Coke tapped his shoulders with the fan, not seeming to be bothered at all.

"I don't find it funny at all! I'm just angry about it!"

From far to near, even if he couldn't catch any breath, Ji Nu already knew the boy's usual behavior. The moment the electric current gathered around him, he clearly felt that the boy had briefly appeared behind him, but had hidden again when he waved his tin staff to chase him.

Ji Nu didn't find anyone, but Ke Le didn't need to look for anyone at all. Anyway, there were only two places where Ling Guang could end up. If it wasn't that place, then this place would be the only one left.

"Hey, Coke. If he can't shock you, then you can't blow him away either?"

So when the voice appeared, Coke was not surprised at all. He just tilted his head and laughed loudly in response.

"You can try it yourself."

The palm-leaf fan was handed out. The tin staff hit the ground, making a sound of electricity. In the blink of an eye, the lingering light disappeared again, along with Kele's palm-leaf fan.

"Cola!"

"What's the matter—you just need to stay out of the way—he's not—"

Before he could utter the word "I can't use it", the boy had already jumped high up, and the fan mark was less than half a meter away from the accumulated anger.

Unskilled? Or was it a deliberate miss? Even as he was thinking, his body reacted. He spun around and swung the staff, catching the boy as he fell, unable to dodge due to gravity. The boy flew sideways like a bird with a broken wing.

"Ahh, it flew so far away, little kid, this must be painful."

The palm-leaf fan that fell out of his hand due to the violent blow was thrown back into Coke's hand by Ji Nu. Coke looked at the dust that had not yet dissipated in the distance, and after a little confirmation, he turned his head to look to the other side.

"We have guests. That's great, little one. Someone's taking turns playing with us. It really makes us happy—"