Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Although Douma enthusiastically expressed that he could help Rinko with the cleaning work, unfortunately, Rinko silently and firmly rejected this "kindness" with an expressionless face.

It was unknown who cleaned the room, but when Lin Guang washed himself and changed his clothes and came up, the floor had returned to its original state, and even the pot had been put back in its original place.

Douma and Gyokutsu were chatting about some topics that Rinko couldn't understand, ranging from the words of women and children to the appreciation of art. The topics jumped abnormally, but were strangely connected smoothly.

As Rinkou stepped into Douma's reach, he saw the hand reaching out. He did not dodge, but let the hand pull him into the arms, the familiar embrace, the familiar strength.

"It's cleaned up nicely. Little Rinkou is more pleasing like this. And she smells so good..."

Even the harassment from behind was consistent with his memory. However, Douma suddenly stopped when he was about to touch his neck, and sat up straight as if he remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, I met a very special girl a while ago. I'm sure Rinko will like her."

Such words made Lin Guang look up slightly.

It's not just Rinkou who is interested in this, but also Yuhu. He is the one who has been with Rinkou the longest, and it is no exaggeration to say that he knows Rinkou best. But in Yuhu's memory, although Rinkou has always been interested in humans, he only treats them as friends. I'm afraid he doesn't like a girl, or even like food.

"Why do you say I would like it?"

Lin Guang asked the question that Yuhu was also thinking about.

"Because she's a very special girl, she actually wants to be friends with ghosts. She's a very cute and kind girl."

Douma closed his eyes and tried to recall everything that had happened not long ago. He told Rinko about the battle that night, and Rinko also grasped the truly key information from his overly rich personal description.

A member of the Demon Slayer Corps, female, very young, a pillar, who uses a new breathing method that has never been seen before, and is very kind and gentle.

These keywords weren't enough to interest Rinkou, but members of the Demon Slayer Corps who were willing to be friends with demons...if they were unknowingly, he'd already met quite a few.

Douma keenly caught Rinko's emotions from that expressionless face.

"Even after she knew he was a ghost, she was still willing to be friends with him. She even said she understood his difficulties and would try to turn him back into a human. It's incredible, isn't it?"

Those words instantly drew Rinko's gaze to Douma's face. The shift in focus itself was a sign of interest, and Douma, his plan having succeeded, narrowed his eyes and smiled at Rinko as if he had won a competition.

"That was indeed a special person. So you fought all night, and then what? Did you eat her out?"

The fact that Douma is still standing here means that the girl has not successfully cut off Upper Moon Two's head, and Douma's preferences have almost never changed. Rinko feels that the answer is already very clear, and he is just cooperating to continue telling the story.

"No... What a pity. I wanted to eat her, but unfortunately it was almost dawn."

"Because Douma-sama always likes to play with his prey, it took too long..."

Only then did Yuhu speak with a sigh.

"But girls like that are rare. If you meet an interesting kid, Your Excellency Yuhu would want to tease her more."

Douma didn't seem dissatisfied with this and happily chatted with Yuhu about the next topic. After listening to the story, Rinkou just tilted his head and thought for a while, remembering this unique girl in his heart, and then knocked on Douma's arm that was strangling him.

"I've heard the story. If you two want to continue, please do so. But this isn't my destination, so I have to leave for a while."

"Ah—are you leaving now after coming here so rarely?"

Douma didn't let go, but hugged her tighter while speaking.

"Yes. Because my original destination was to find that adult, not to come here. And...if you keep strangling me, my ribs will pierce my lungs."

The hands paused slightly when they heard the second half of the words, as if they were thinking about the consequences, but it was only for a moment before they continued their actions.

The sound of bones breaking was clear, and it seemed to be an inevitable inevitability. Douma was always like this, hitting him without any lightness or strength, and not caring about his feelings. In fact, he could recover quickly, so all this was actually not that important.

Rinko thought so, but Muzan's order did not allow it.

Not everyone can order him around at will. He can accept such an arrangement, but he cannot disobey Muzan's orders.

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Lingguang has always been obedient, contented and well-behaved.

So when all this happened, neither Gyokutsuchi nor Douma was able to respond correctly to the situation.

"Ah. It's Rinko's blood demon art. I was attacked by surprise."

Douma finally released his arms that were tightly hugging Rinko. Rinko stood up from the arms where blood was constantly flowing. He didn't care much about the bloodstains on his body. He just needed to change his clothes anyway. It wasn't given to him by Muzan, so there was no need to cherish it.

Yuhu looked at Rinkou who was slowly tidying up his clothes, and then looked at Douma who was stabbed into a sieve by several Nichirin swords. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Should he say something? What should he say? Ultimately, it is most appropriate not to speak at this time.

Rinkou's blood demon art was activated without any warning, and darkness fell in just a blink of an eye. Before he realized something was wrong, he heard the sound of a blade piercing flesh. In that short interval, when he opened his eyes, everything was back to normal, and only Douma's injury was achieved.

"This is something I really like, so I specially collected it. Please don't touch it. I will take it away."

Rinkou turned to Douma seriously and explained, while pulling out the blades one by one, throwing the blood on the ground and putting it back into the small pot.

Although it was the first attempt, the effect was better than expected. It just took some time to find these Sun Wheel Swords among a pile of miscellaneous things.

"Please don't move, and don't heal yet."

Rinko frowned slightly, but his small hand penetrated through the clothes on Douma's abdomen and reached into the flesh to look for the fragments of the blade that were thrown out in a hurry. Wind columns are not as common as water columns, and it is not easy for Rinko to encounter wind columns. The light green blade is indeed rare, and he cherishes even the fragments.

"Ah, Rinko-chan used his favorite thing to attack me?"

"Yes, so please don't let it heal yet, or I'll have to cut you open and dig it out later."

Lin Guang frowned and tried hard to pull the blade fragments, which were soaked in blood and difficult to catch, out of the abdominal muscles.

It was easy to pull out the blade, but it took Rinkou a lot of effort to remove the fragments. Yuhu watched the entire purely manual surgical operation, and it would be a lie to say that he was not shocked. Both the person being operated on and the person performing the operation were not ordinary people, and it was incredible that Lord Douma kept smiling after being attacked.

It was a little puzzling that his smile became even brighter after undergoing such an operation, but considering Douma's interest in Rinko, Yuhu felt that he could be forgiven. If it was Lord Muzan who gave him such a "reward", using his favorite sword, even if it was the Nichirin Sword, he thought he would be willing to accept it.

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"Rinko is really not staying here?"

"Maybe later, but at least now I want to talk to the adults first."

The blade was only stained with a layer of blood. When it was pulled out, it was not stained much and could be cleaned with a shake. But these fragments were different. They were completely soaked. Lin Guang could only wipe the fragments clean and put them away again. In order to make it easier to organize, he simply found a suitable cloth in the pot.

As soon as the thick cloth was opened, a strong fragrance of wisteria came out, which made Yuhu's expression instantly become a little bad.

Lin Guang noticed this and his men moved much faster. They wrapped the blade inside and immediately put it back into the pot that was isolated from the outside world.

"That's why I told you not to carry this stuff with you...and don't put it in my pot! It stinks!"

Rinkou was already adept at ignoring these words. He simply clapped his hands, stood up, and skillfully jumped onto the window, ready to leave just like Akaza did back then.

Just as he stepped onto the windowsill and prepared to jump, Douma, who had been silent since Rinko was packing up his things, finally spoke.

“Come to think of it, I’ve seen that one.”

Rinko was attracted by these words. He turned his head. Douma's fan was open, half covering his face. Rinko had no idea what the other person was talking about.

"The medicine prescription that Rinkou dropped just now had a butterfly pendant on it, right? I've seen that girl before. The girl I didn't have time to eat had the same butterfly pendant on her head."

The fan blocked the upturned corners of his mouth, but it could not hide his eyes that were narrowed by a smile, nor could it prevent the smiling voice from reaching Lin Guang's ears.

Lin Guang blinked slowly.

"That's it."

His tone was calm. He just turned around, squatted, and jumped high. His outline was outlined by the moonlight, and he disappeared in the next second.

Just like the cold light that came without any warning, it disappeared silently, like the moon falling into the lake, without causing any ripples.