Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Different from previous meetings.

Rinkou was not let go after the conversation.

This time, Muzan asked him to stay here, without saying how long or why, just asking him to stay here quietly.

From dusk to dawn, Lin Guang sat on the floor for a long time. Until his thoughts came back to him and the sun was high outside the closed curtains, he finally decided to find something to do.

The room was clean and tidy, with all the necessary furniture, such as tables, chairs and beds. There were bookshelves from floor to ceiling along the walls, with all kinds of books. It was a very good room, but there was nothing for the children to play with.

Lin Guang stood up, and the pot tied to his wrist swayed as he walked. He remembered that there were still many things in the small pot. He didn't remember what they were exactly, but there must be something that could help him pass the time. However, it was hard to guarantee that those things would not cause irreparable marks on the wooden floor. Lin Guang shook the small pot, but gave up his desire to have fun.

His eyes looked towards the wall piled with book spines. For the first time in a long time, he was going to start spending time leaning against books.

Lin Guang sat on the chair with a book in his hand, his legs dangling in the air and swaying. The light outside the window went from bright to dim and then back to bright.

As he put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf, the door was pushed open.

Rinko turned around and looked, but the person who popped his head out from the crack of the door was not Muzan, but a strange little girl.

"who are you?"

Lin Guang was also curious about the same question, but he didn't ask it out loud. Instead, he gave an explanation first.

"Rinko. He's the child that Sensei adopted."

"Then why are you in Father's room?"

Father? Lin Guang pushed the book onto the shelf, and the door opened wider. The girl who opened the door walked over to him. She was slightly shorter than him and probably younger, her words stuttering.

He is a human being, a very ordinary human being. From appearance to inner qualities, he is just an ordinary human child.

"I came to look for him, but he was busy and asked me to wait for him here."

The girl blinked, not at all afraid of the strange boy in front of her.

"How come I've never seen you before?"

"Because I was somewhere else before, and I encountered some problems recently, so I came to see him."

Rinkou withdrew his hand, and the girl's eyes fell on the small pot on his wrist.

"You've asked me so many questions, now it's my turn to ask you. Who are you?"

Lin Guang noticed that the eyes were attracted by the exquisite little pot. He raised his wrist and grasped it. As his stretched palm was handed to the girl, the little pot lay quietly in his palm.

"Chiyo. My name."

"The father you are talking about is..."

Chiyo's attention was completely attracted by the small pendant she had never seen before. She looked at the pot in Rinko's palm. It was exquisite and beautiful, completely different from the small decorations sold outside. It was as if a real pot was made, but it was shrunk and hung on a rope.

"Father is father, he is the master here."

Lin Guang was now certain that they were talking about the same person.

"Chiyo - don't mess around in your father's room -"

A gentle female voice came from outside the door, and then the owner of the voice walked into the room. Just like when Chiyo first came in, there was a hint of surprise on the woman's face.

"Whose child are you...? And why are you here?"

"Rinkou. He's a child that Sensei adopted. He's been staying somewhere else because of poor health. I came to see him because I have something to tell him."

The explanation used just now was brought out and repeated, and Lin Guang also added some details to make the story more realistic.

"I see... Mr. Yueyan is out. It will probably take some time for him to come back. Do you want to come down and eat something?"

The woman walked forward and picked up Chiyo, who was still playing with the small pot. The girl was unwilling to let go of the small pot, so Rinkou's arm was forced to lift up.

"Chiyo, you can't do this. That's Brother Rinkou's thing. If you like it, Mommy can buy it for you, but you can't hold on to your brother's things like this."

The woman squatted down and persuaded softly. Chiyo looked at her mother, then at Rinkou, and finally let go of her hand.

"I'm sorry, Rinkou-nii."

Lin Guang was a little surprised by this rare name, but he accepted the apology calmly.

"It's ok."

"Let's go. Rinko, let's go downstairs and have something to eat."

Chiyo was picked up by the woman, and her hand stretched out towards Rinko, who shook his head slightly as he thought about it.

"No. I don't need it. I can't eat anything else. I'll just wait here for Mr. Yueyan to come back. Thank you."

Lin Guang took a half step back and bowed politely. Although the other party seemed a little hesitant, he finally decided to let Lin Guang stay here because they were not familiar with each other.

From dawn to dusk, Lingguang just sat in the room, reading quietly. Waiting was what he was best at.

The door was pushed open again, and this time it was someone familiar. Lin Guang could smell the faint scent of blood on the other person. A human nose might not be able to detect it, but a ghost would not be unaware of it.

Maybe he was hungry, or maybe they had a quarrel. There were so many reasons for killing someone that Lingguang was not sure which one it was, so he simply did not make any speculations.

Muzan did not explain his actions, but took him downstairs and formally introduced him to the two women he had already met. The unknown lady was called Rei, and the girl he already knew was Chiyo.

Perhaps it was because Lin Guang's gaze was too focused, or perhaps his confusion was too obvious, or perhaps Miss Li was just sharp enough to notice his unnaturalness.

When Muzan was with Chiyo, Miss Rei sat next to him.

"Don't worry, Chiyo won't take away Mr. Yueyan's care for you. She is not Mr. Yueyan's biological daughter."

Miss Li and Lin Guang told a story.

It is basically an inspirational story full of positive energy. A once happy family lost its pillar due to an unfortunate accident. The mental blow made the woman depressed for a while, but she received true redemption, and a happy family was rebuilt.

A story full of fairy tale colors. Lin Guang hadn't heard such an unrealistic story in many years.

"I won't force you to call me mother. You can call me Rei. But I will take good care of you, Rinkou."

The slender, soft, warm hands and the warm embrace, everything is so strange.

Leaving Lin Guang at a loss.

"I'll take care of it too, sister."

Compared to calling her brother, it seems more difficult to call her sister.

Being friends with humans is completely different from becoming a member of a human family. In comparison, becoming a family with ghosts is much easier.

At least Lin Guang felt that it was more reasonable and easier for him to accept.

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"Do I not have to go out anymore?"

The boy asked softly, and Muzan looked down. Rinko didn't even raise his head, and his tone was flat. He was still fiddling with some toys that Li had given him that matched his apparent age.

"No need for now."

"Oh."

Lin Guang responded without saying anything else, and his hands did not pause for the slightest.