Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

At this moment, at the front of the train.

Several children sat upright in the narrow passageway. In front of them, a hand with a cracked back and a human-shaped hand was placed upside down on the ground. The word "dream" was also written on the back of the hand and fingers.

The ugly human hand opened its mouth and spoke: "Listen carefully, if you want to have good dreams, do as I say in a moment."

Just as everyone was about to respond, a terrified voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Wait, Miss! We can't go any further ahead."

The voice trembled, as if it were filled with fear.

Ignoring the flight attendant's attempts to stop her, Yu Zi pushed open the car door, her gaze sweeping over the flustered children before settling on the strange man's hand on the floor.

Doppelgänger?

Seeing no way to stop her, the flight attendant knelt on the ground in despair and said in a trembling voice to the man, "I'm so sorry, I tried my best to stop her, but she was carrying a knife..."

"Please, under no circumstances, deprive me of the opportunity to see my wife and daughter."

The man spoke in a flippant tone, saying magnanimously, "Don't worry, I'm easy to talk to."

"You've done enough."

The flight attendant breathed a sigh of relief, numbly muttering, "Thank you, thank you."

Yuko frowned slightly, placed her right hand on the hilt of her Nichirin Blade, and walked toward the person.

The man straightened his arm and brought his mouth to Yuko's: "Alright, go to sleep."

A strange wave rippled from that mouth, an invisible wave rushing straight to Yuko's face.

Yuko paused for a moment. Then, with a slight sway, she continued forward.

"How is this possible?" The man's mouth gaped open, clearly unable to understand why his Blood Demon Art had failed.

"Go to sleep!" it said as it backed away, waves of energy spreading from its mouth.

"Go to sleep!"

Ripples of energy assaulted Yuko's mind, yet they failed to stop her in the slightest.

Uh-huh~

The sound of the blade gliding against the inner wall of the scabbard echoed through the carriage like a death knell.

"Damn it!" the man shouted angrily, "You! Stop her right now!"

"Otherwise, I won't let you dream!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, several children who had been stepping aside in fear because Yuko slowly drew her sword gritted their teeth and rushed forward, trying to tackle Yuko to the ground.

Clearly, their strength is insufficient.

Even so, they gritted their teeth, overcame their fear, and stepped forward to grab Yuko, blocking her in the aisle.

Is it being controlled?

Yuko glanced around and found that their eyes were clear and pure, without a trace of confusion or dullness.

These children are conscious.

Adding to what the demon had just said, Yuko quickly figured out the cause and effect of the matter.

She casually knocked out the flight attendant who rushed up behind her, her expression shifting slightly: "Idiot! Even the most beautiful dream is still a dream; one must face reality."

A little girl looked up, tears welling in her eyes, and demanded, "What do you know?!"

"How could someone like you possibly understand our suffering!"

No, I can't reason with these kids.

Yuko frowned, looked up at the hand in front of her, and her pupils contracted slightly.

While Yu Zi was being held back by the crowd, that person's hand had already leaped high into the air without anyone noticing.

Close at hand.

The mouth on the back of the hand is open.

"Blood Demon Art: Whisper of Forced Sleep Hypnosis!"

"Go to sleep!"

A shockwave, several times stronger than before, exploded instantly, causing air to vibrate and sweeping towards Yuko's face.

Yu Zi's clear eyes instantly lost focus, and the powerful impact even caused her head to tilt back slightly.

Looking at Yuko's stiff body, he placed his hand on the side table: "Well, what terrifying mental strength."

"It can actually resist..."

"Whoa!" The children who were clinging tightly to Yuko suddenly exclaimed.

Yuko shoved them aside with her left hand, while raising her Nichirin Blade high in her right.

"Impossible!" The man's mouth gaped open, completely unable to comprehend the situation before him.

Yuko had no intention of getting entangled with a clone. Like a flash of black light, the pitch-black blade slashed towards the human hand.

Just as the blade was inches from the person's hand, about to cut them in two, a childish voice rang out from behind Yuko without any warning.

"Wait a minute Ikuko!"

Who?

Yuko's heart tightened inexplicably, and her heart rate increased slightly.

At the same time, a slight pull came from behind, and Yuko subconsciously turned around to look.

His crimson eyes narrowed sharply, and he froze on the spot.

A child dressed in black and white training clothes was standing in the train aisle, frowning slightly and tugging at her clothes.

Forgotten memories suddenly surge forth like a spring of water.

Rock...Victory...

She got infected? When?

In a daze, the brightly lit carriage went out instantly, leaving only the child in front of me emitting a faint glow, while the surrounding scenery distorted.

Without her noticing, her gaze had become level with the child in front of her.

Suddenly, I heard the clear chirping of birds.

Yuko looked around and found herself in a spacious courtyard.

When Iwakatsu was still a child, he patted her on the shoulder: "Yuko, what are you daydreaming about?"

“Yoriichi is ready.” Iwakatsu said, pointing behind her.

Yoriichi?

Yuko turned around and saw a child with strange markings on his forehead standing opposite her, holding a bamboo knife.

When she turned around, the child's lips curled up slightly.

"Yuko, watch out, I'm about to go."

Before Yuko could figure out what was going on, Yoriichi attacked her with a bamboo sword.

Yuko instinctively swung her bamboo sword to block, but the sword flew away as soon as it touched her. Yuan turned to the side and changed the direction of her attack.

Yuko took a half step back, pressed down with her wrist, and with one move, knocked Yoriichi's bamboo sword away.

Yoriichi rubbed his wrist and laughed, "Yuko is amazing."

Yan Sheng also caught up from behind and patted her on the shoulder: "Of course, Yu Zi is our little sister."

"You're really amazing, Yuuko. You not only defeated me, but even Yoriichi is no match for you."

Yuko's expression was somewhat complicated.

This is...her dream?

Yuko's feelings were complicated when she saw the two of them again. Of course, she couldn't deny that she was mostly happy to see them again.

Even when Iwakatsu later became a demon, she felt no hatred whatsoever upon seeing him again.

but……

What's going on here?

Yoriichi was incredibly fast, even faster than adults who had practiced martial arts for years. I definitely couldn't have beaten him back then.

But she just defeated it with ease.

Furthermore, Iwakatsu would never be so generous as to praise her abilities.

He'll only be as sour as a lemon.

Most importantly, who the hell is slandering her?

She has absolutely no competitive spirit.

It's as if she dreams of punching Yoriichi and kicking Iwakatsu.

Is this reasonable?

Pure slander!

Ultimately, this was not the dream she wanted to have.

Yuko's face grew increasingly dark...

Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out: "Everyone, come and have something to eat first."

Yu Zi's face stiffened, her breathing quickened, and she turned around stiffly.

A woman dressed in a gorgeous kimono sat gracefully in front of the corridor, smiling as she looked at them.

Yuko's crimson pupils gradually closed: "Akane..."

Yan Sheng affectionately flicked her forehead: "Silly girl, you should call her Mother!"