Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

After Akaza took the unprecedented initiative to contact Muzan.

After many years, Wuzan received an even rarer meeting request.

From Rinko.

It's almost like it could be a separate page in his life, with a big exclamation mark written above Akaza.

Apart from special cases like position-swap bloody battles, generally speaking, bottom-up communication is not allowed among ghosts with strict hierarchies.

But Rin Guang has such a privilege, but it is not known whether Rin Guang really does not know it, or he is simply very disciplined. For hundreds of years, Rin Guang has never used this privilege.

So when Muzan heard the call, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and was surprised.

Did the child finally get it? Did he learn to ask his "father" for candy?

This idea was dispelled when Lin Guang came to him.

At that time, the boy whom he had not seen for several months was being carried on the back of another equally petite figure. The word "back" was not accurate, in fact, Lin Guang was hanging on the other person's back.

Muzan remembered this person, one of Hantengu's clones - Zonbokuten.

It's very rare, and this is the first time I've seen it.

But this is not the point.

The key point was that the child, who had always been full of energy and seemed to have boundless vitality, and who had become increasingly lively after being raised by the dog for a long time, was now listless, acting as a pendant on the drum behind Zeng Potian. He relied entirely on Zeng Potian's stable movement to avoid falling to the ground.

When Zang Potian walked up to Muzan with the pendant, Lin Guang reached out and clapped the drum. It was a light clapping, just enough to attract the attention of the two.

"Master Muzan. Rinkou said he needs a new guardian for the time being."

The one beating the drum was Rinko, and the one who applied was Rinko, but when he walked to the front, the speaker was Zonpoten who was carrying a heavy load. When Muzan's gaze fell on Rinko's face, the other party half-closed his eyes and nodded vaguely, indicating that the former's expression was completely correct.

Muzan looked at the slightly absurd and subtle scene in front of him, and was not sure where to start asking.

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The story begins from the last time they parted.

Rinko got the engraving and its position changed. Although the other upper and lower ranks had more or less some ideas of their own about this, the group of ghosts in Hantengu's family never cared much about these things.

The four, led by Cola, simply expressed surprise and questioning upon seeing this, then quickly moved on. As for Zan Botian, his reaction was even more indifferent, not even a hint of surprise evident. Lin Guang could only detect a fleeting flash of surprise in his slightly constricted pupils.

But that's about it.

Therefore, when Rinko, who had been keeping a pace slower than usual since becoming a demon, heard the voice in his head again, he remembered the special rights belonging to the Upper Ranks.

Upper Rank Zero is undoubtedly a very delicate position. Zero. A number that cannot be counted in actual existence, representing everything that does not exist, representing nothingness. Just like Rinko is not counted among the Upper Ranks, not allowed to initiate a bloody battle for position, and just like Rinko's own weak presence and completely useless combat ability for a demon.

But at the same time.

Zero. And it is indeed ranked before the number one.

In other words, after the words were engraved, the blood Linguang received was enough for him to obtain that privilege. The privilege that Akaza hated deeply. The right to spy on those beneath him.

Lin Guang had never imagined that one day he would have a number engraved on him, so he never thought of using this privilege to do anything. This subconscious neglect prevented him from experiencing this ability at the first time, but it was subconsciously activated when he was unaware.

But isn't this ability one-way? And shouldn't his voice be heard in the other person's head? Why is Coke's voice only in his head?

Lin Guang was still trying to accept that the dream he had the night before was not what he thought it was but the absurd reality of the situation when he heard the sound of Coke.

Not in front of you.

But directly in the brain.

"The silly little kid looks so funny, but if I say that, he'll get angry again, but being angry makes people happier."

These words appeared in his mind, and the next second Coke really opened his mouth.

"The little kid's brain is broken again. He looks completely dazed, like a frightened rabbit."

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"But it's surprising that little one can actually appear there. I thought you were dead."

Kong Xi's voice came from behind him, and the claw fell on his head, kneading, rubbing and scratching it into a mess.

"First of all, I'm not dead. Second, please stop for a moment."

When facing Kele alone, the two voices one after the other were fine, but when Kong Xi also came over, two different voices sounded in succession at four different frequencies, which seemed... a bit noisy. No, it should be said that...

very noisy.

The two mouths were blocked and the situation eased. After a brief silence, two voices sounded in the head one after another, expressing curiosity at the same frequency.

"I can hear you guys, even with the gag on. Is that normal?"

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This is absurd. But Rinko's existence itself is full of absurdity and conflict.

So when Lin Guang sat down and told him all this, Kele and Kong Xi only seemed to find it amusing. Ai Jue tilted his head, looking just as confused as he was last night, while Ji Nu looked very thoughtful, but he just wouldn't open his mouth to explain what he was angry about.

"Empty joy. Noisy."

In fact, Kongxi likes to talk as much as Kela, both verbally and in his heart, but Kongxi's tone is higher. In comparison, Kongxi is the one who suffers.

Cola was very quick and immediately covered Kongxi's mouth with his hand.

"The little ones are fed up with your noise, so just be quiet for a while, Kongxi. This is also for the little ones."

Not to mention Kongxi, even Linguang wouldn't believe such words. The reason why Cola did this was simply because he thought it would be fun to have a reasonable excuse to mess with Kongxi.

Lin Guang listened to Kong Xi's long-drawn-out teasing in his head, and was not sure whether Coke could help.

"Is it only their voices that can be heard?"

Ai Jue usually ignored the two energetic troublemakers and asked Lin Guang questions softly. The boy turned his head to look at him and their eyes met.

"Now I can hear you, too."

Lin Guang's tone was calm, so calm that it revealed a hint of death.

No one knew what was going on. The silent anger had come up with a solution. When only Hantiangou was left sitting on the floor, Linguang suddenly realized how wonderful silence truly was.

"Is it ok now?"

Hantengou asked cautiously and tentatively. Lingguang took a deep breath and spoke slowly while subconsciously looking up.

“Now there are so many…”

Eyes facing each other.

"Yes."

Without any warning, Lingguang's heart skipped a beat.

The next second, the high-pitched tune rang in my head again.

"forget it."

The smile on Lin Guang's face was the first time Hantengou had seen it, a subtle smile that revealed a numbness and no emotion.