Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

A strange meeting, a strange resolution.

But except for Lin Guang, no one dared to question it. Even if their hearts were full of question marks, no one would show it.

The depressing atmosphere eased after Muzan left, at least the upper ranks relaxed.

Rinko walked over to Akaza and sat down on the ground, staring blankly at what he was thinking.

"What are you daydreaming about, kid?"

This was Akaza's voice. The hand knife that hit his head was quite powerful, and Rinkou was brought back to his senses by this.

Witnessing the sharp nails creep closer and closer, finally piercing his eyes, that sense of danger and stinging pain was something he had never experienced before. Never before, and perhaps never again.

It was truly unforgettable, and at least for the short term, Rinko felt that he had all the material for his nightmares.

In the blink of an eye, the boy broke free from his own thoughts, regained his attention, and his vision became focused. Akaza occupied all his gaze. With his head tilted, he dragged out the words to give himself a chance to formulate his words.

"Hmm... Turns out I can see clearly."

This was not clear, and Akaza tilted his head.

Obviously, I didn't understand.

Douma, who came over, also tilted his head. I don’t know if it was because he didn’t understand or just thought it was funny.

Kokushibo glanced over here and said nothing, but it seemed like he said everything.

"The words in my eyes don't actually obstruct my vision. I thought they would be affected."

The slender fingers fell on the cheek, pointed in the direction of the eyes, then turned and pointed at Akaza, pointing at the eyes.

Akaza still tilted his head, and Rinkou continued to speak slowly.

"It's like looking at other places will be blocked..."

With the explanation, Akaza understood this time.

But I didn’t fully understand.

Why point at him when he can't see clearly?

Perhaps because Akaza's expression was too obvious, Rinkou blinked and continued speaking.

"That's why you always open the Luo needle first."

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Deathly silence reigned, with only the sound of gentle breathing.

This time, there was no need for Rinko to explain, Akaza already knew what it meant.

"Isn't it?"

A rhetorical question broke the silence.

Yuhu's sneer and Akaza's banging were almost synchronized, followed by Douma's cheerful laughter, and the next one to be glared at and threatened by fists was Douma.

"As expected of little Rinko, your little head is always filled with a bunch of messy things."

Rinkou reached out and touched his head, which might have been dented by the blow, and when he looked at Akaza, his face was full of innocence.

"I don't know, and you haven't told me. It's normal for me to think this way, right?"

The sophistry was hit a second time, and the disguised innocence was exposed.

"Don't look so pathetic that you asked and I didn't answer."

This sentence successfully shut up Lin Guang.

Some people are very tactful, while some people in the current scene have no tact at all.

For example, Douma laughed out loud again, not only laughing cheerfully and loudly, but also reaching out to pat Akaza's shoulder.

"Don't be so angry—Akaza-dono, Rinko has always been like this."

Rinko looked at Akaza's bulging veins and had already imagined what would happen in a few seconds.

"You too, stop acting like we're close. Also. Don't put your hands on my shoulders."

He suppressed his anger and expressed his disdain and disgust to the fullest.

As you can imagine, Douma’s chin was not saved this time.

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----

Nothing seems to be different.

It's still very lively.

Gyokutsuchi is still isolated, Hantengu is still isolating everyone. Kokushibo remains silent, while Gyuutarou and Dakimaki do not join the melee, Douma and Akaza are still at odds, and Rinkou is caught in the middle.

But there is still something different.

What exactly is the difference... probably the eyes.

Children are always more sensitive to these details.

Many pairs of eyes fell on him, some were reserved and some were straightforward, but they all avoided him when he turned his gaze away, as if they were dodging some terrible monster.

Hantengu was the best among them. The old man seemed even more afraid of him, and his eyes were deliberately avoiding him; Yuhu's eyes were full of curiosity and confusion; and Douma, when those beautiful eyes looked at him, it was as if the fan was quietly opened, making Rinko feel cold in every bone.

As for Akaza, he looked the calmest, but his emotions were also the most obvious, probably a mixture of surprise and confusion.

Perhaps wondering why he was left with the inscription.

No one dared to ask, and no one dared to discuss these things casually.

But even if no one asks, the confusion still exists.

-

In fact, Lin Guang himself couldn't figure it out.

The positions of the Twelve Demon Moons are won through actual fighting, with the winner rising and the loser dying.

In the end, the ones left are the twelve most powerful ghosts, ranked according to their strength. They are also the twelve ghosts with the highest combat power and the best fighting ability.

These more powerful beings have numbers granted by Muzan, and therefore enjoy certain privileges.

But Lingguang, he can't fight, is not good at fighting, and doesn't want to fight.

Not to mention the comparison with the Upper Ranks, even the Lower Ranks who were kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to leave without permission, while a group of Upper Ranks were right next to them, so they still didn't dare to make a sound.

Lin Guang did not have absolute confidence that he could win.

But he did enjoy some privileges, and he had been enjoying them before he got the word count.

So is this to justify privilege, or is it to serve as a reminder and encouragement...

It's really hard to understand what adults are thinking. Lin Guang sighed inwardly.

But the facts are right in front of him, and the words are already written in his eyes. He can't dig them out and grow a new pair of eyes without words. He can't do it, there is no need to, and he won't do it.

Lin Guang is not good at dealing with trouble, nor does he like facing trouble.

Just like what he did every time he encountered a problem, now he just thought about something else and did something else to make himself happy.

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"Rinko, are you really not going to reconsider? It would be fun to go with me—"

These words were repeated over and over again in a short period of time. Douma didn't know what it felt like to be hit, so he would never be frustrated and would never know how to give up.

"If Master Muzan has no plans, then you will continue to follow Hantengu. Douma, are you going to disobey Master Muzan's plans?"

Rinkou was certain that Akaza and Douma would not be able to live in peace in their next life, let alone in this life while he was still alive.

"I am deeply touched by the care that Akaza-sama has always shown me."

Douma's words successfully ignited the fuse.

But the hand that was about to be raised was grabbed by the boy's small hand. The strength from the palm of the hand was not enough to stop Akaza, but it was Rinkou who grabbed him, which was another matter.

"I have a gift for Akaza."

The boy lowered his head and fumbled in his pocket with his other hand for a long time before finally taking something out of his pocket and putting it in his palm.

It's small, and when you drop it into your palm and touch it together, you can tell it's hard.

"This one is more delicious than the previous ones..."

Ghosts don't eat candy. Akaza has lived for so long, and he's only seen one ghost, Rinkou, who has lived for a hundred years and still has an interest in candy. Even though it would only make him feel sick when he put it in his mouth, this guy still enthusiastically stuffs any candy he finds into his mouth.

"It's beautiful too."

The smaller hand moved away, revealing the candy in its palm. Rinkou said it was pretty, but Akaza saw it as nothing more than a mix of different colored, round, hard candies, just enough to fool a child of Rinkou's age.

"It looks great, and it's the same color as Akaza's hair."

Lin Guang raised his head and smiled, extending his hand towards him as he spoke.

"I knew you had no good ideas."

Akaza picked up the boy with one hand, and that restless hand immediately ruffled his short hair, but Akaza turned a blind eye, shaking his palm and watching the pink candies collide with each other, making a crisp sound.

"I accepted it reluctantly."

This is when the bad vibe comes into the picture.

"Hey, why is it that only Akaza-dono has it? Where's mine?"

Douma poked his head over at an inappropriate time, getting very close not only to Rinko but also to Akaza.

Bang.

Someone's head was not saved, and Lin Guang subconsciously looked at the clenched fist.

Akaza knew what the boy was thinking just by glancing at him.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

In the center of the open palm lay the pink candies.

Looks safe and sound.

On the other side, no one cared about Douma.

"Hey, no one cares about me——I got my head blasted——"

In response, Mingnu raised her hand and dropped it, making a sound of pipa.

"That's too much—Rin-kun has been with me for so long, but now we're strangers—"

Douma landed in his room, the fan against his face, his face looking troubled and distressed.

"That's really outrageous—Rin-chan has been with me for so long, yet now you're acting like a stranger—you only send gifts to Akaza-dono—that's weird, considering I'm more powerful than them now—"

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As the person who disrupted the atmosphere was sent away by the administrator, the atmosphere in the room became much more harmonious.

As usual, Kokushibo came to greet Rinkou and gave him some warnings; Yuhu had no experience with him, so he left quickly; Dakimaki had a good relationship with Rinkou, and Jifutaro came over and glanced at him, and rarely praised him before leaving.

As for Akaza, he waited until the group of people had left before coming over and patting Rinkou on the head, saying in an ambiguous and complicated tone, "Well done."

And Rinko himself wasn't even sure what this "not bad" meant, whether he was covering Douma's mouth or there were words engraved in his eyes.

Muzan came and left quickly, and apart from arranging a meeting, he had no other orders. Naturally, Rinko continued to follow Hantengou.

But before leaving, Akaza turned around half a circle and came back, squatting in front of Hantengou and said something. He said it was a reminder, but in that situation, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a threat.

So Hantengou, who was already worried because of the extra words in his eyes, completely aroused his desire to survive, and looked at Lin Guang with the same eyes as a mouse seeing a cat.

They are obviously all mice.

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As soon as the dog landed on the ground, the trembling cat went into a small corner, hugged itself and trembled, not daring to come out at all.

Everything has returned to the starting point, but Lin Guang, who has been walking in the maze, has done nothing.

Practical experience tells Lin Guang that comforting or explaining at this time will be ineffective. If someone doesn't believe you, the more you argue, the more he will think you have something to hide, and it will only make things worse.

So he let the dog hide in the corner and whimper to himself for a long time, not listening to a word he said. He supported his chin, crossed his legs, and walked around the room looking everywhere, breaking the deadlock when the moon hung high above the window.

"I'm going to find something to eat. Do you want to come with me, or stay?"

Lin Guang turned his head to Hantengou. The other party had been quiet for a while. According to past experience, he should have been hungry for a long time, but he didn't dare to do anything because of the current situation.

These words are the steps.

Of course, Hantengou didn't dare to let Rinko go out to find food by himself. Even though Muzan had carved some words for him, Hantengou, who had been with him for many years, knew very well that if they really met a ghost hunter, Rinko would still be defenseless.

Not to mention that Akaza had issued an ultimatum just a few hours ago. If anything happened to Rinko in his hands, he would not be able to save his head.

Threats, naked threats! No matter how big or small, they only bully him, a fragile and helpless old man!!!

"go together!"

Despite his constant complaints, Hantengou finally took his first historic step. Rinkou finally experienced that long-overdue feeling of integrating into this family. It was quite interesting to occasionally have to use your brain...

-

It’s too late to talk.

When the high-pitched tune of Coke rang in his ears, Lingguang remembered that there was more than one nagging old man in this family.

"Why is it that every time I go to greet that group of people, only the old man comes out? I also want to meet them—"

What a dangerous idea.

If Cola meets Akaza, he will definitely lose his head, Rinkou thought to himself.

Speaking of which, if their heads were smashed, would Ai Jue and Kong Xi still come out? They were shattered, so would they automatically recover and grow a body...? That sounds terrible...

When Lin Guang was thinking about a hundred ways for Cola to die, the battle had already come to an end. What reminded him of this was a bolt of lightning that fell at his feet.

"Even though a dog won't be electrocuted for a long time, it would still hurt if I were to get electrocuted."

Lingguang poked his head out from behind the tree where he was hiding, and Kele looked at him. Kele's eyesight was better than he expected. In just a blink of an eye, Kele rushed to his eyes from dozens of meters away.

"The little beanie actually has words carved into her?! And it's Zero! Accumulated anger! Look!"

It's been a long time since I last felt this kind of bone-crushing feeling.

Lingguang was held high by Cola, and his eyes were brought to Ji Nu's eyes. The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, one pair calm and the other pair surprised.

"With your strength, can you be counted among the Twelve Demon Moons?"

The tone of disbelief shouldn't be too obvious, even Rinkou could sense the doubt in it.

"No. Although I am an upper moon, I am just written down. I am still not counted among the Twelve Demon Moons. I will not and am not allowed to participate in the bloody battle of replacement."

Lin Guangping raised his hands, posing as harmless and innocent.

"It's called Upper Zero, but it could also mean it can't even be ranked by a number. After all, zero means nothing. That sounds a lot like a little kid's style. Whether it's combat power or strength, it's all zero."

Kele didn't care that much about whether Rinko's status had risen. Even if the eyes said Upper Moon One, as long as the owner of those eyes was still Rinko, in his eyes she was just that fragile and funny little kid.

"I'll take it as a compliment, Mr. Coke..."

This was a response that Rinkou had become accustomed to when his shoulder was crushed.