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

When people are alone, especially at night, they are prone to overthinking.

That's how Yuko is.

Realizing her thoughts were getting a little carried away, Yuko shook her head in time to stop them from spiraling out of control.

"Phew..." Yu Zi let out a long breath.

Forget it, let's not soak it.

Soaking my brain in water any longer will make me dizzy.

Yu Zi stretched lazily, her graceful figure generously displayed in Yin Yue's eyes.

"Shall we go back?" Yuko patted Nezuko, who was nodding her little head and dozing off beside her.

After Shinobu left, the task of taking care of Nezuko naturally fell to her.

Nezuko, with her beady eyes, nodded woodenly.

Yuko cleaned Nezuko's body, changed into a yukata, and led her down the mountain.

The white moonlight shone on the stone steps, reflecting dappled patterns of light.

The surroundings were completely silent; even the birds and beasts had fallen asleep.

Having learned his lesson from the last time, Zenitsu didn't dare to act recklessly again.

Moreover, the daily training load was quite heavy, and even if he wanted to, he didn't have the strength.

Holding Nezuko's little hand, Yuko could see a swordsmith wearing a fire-man mask standing in front of the steps at the foot of the mountain.

In front of him stood a huge pot.

The villagers were examining the pot with curiosity: "Huh? Who puts a pot in a place like this? It's dangerous."

It's right at the bottom of the stairs; it wouldn't be good if I tripped.

Just as he was about to reach out and move the porcelain pot aside, light footsteps came from afar.

The villagers instinctively stopped in their tracks and looked up.

"...Ikuko-sama?"

The village of forging knives is small, and news travels quickly. During the few days that Yu Zi stayed in the village, even if the villagers had never seen her, they should have heard of her name.

Ikuko ignored him, instead gently releasing Nezuko's hand and casually instructing, "Stand here and don't move."

"Understand?"

Nezuko nodded.

Yu Zi's lips curled into a smile, which vanished instantly as she turned her head.

It's a ghost.

Sure enough, they still extended their reach here.

That was indeed not a premonition.

Yu Zi walked calmly toward the porcelain pot, and the villager subconsciously took two steps back.

He couldn't help but ask, "Lord Yuko, did you place this here?"

Yuko looked down at the dark spout of the teapot and replied indifferently, "No, I'm not interested in teapots."

As she spoke, she reached her hand toward the spout of the teapot.

"Who put it there? Or should we move it..." Before the villager could finish speaking, the patterned pot shook twice.

Swish! !

A pool of black water, as black as ink, emerged from the spout of the pot as if it were alive, and suddenly grabbed Yu Zi's slender wrist.

"Eek!!" The villager was so startled by the sudden scene that he fell to the ground, bracing himself with his hands and backing away.

Nausea.

Yuko's eyelids twitched, followed by a tremendous pulling force coming from her hand.

……

After a moment of stillness, the black water wrapped around Yu Zi's wrist stirred restlessly, and its strength increased accordingly.

However, this force was no match for Yuko, who was well-prepared.

Yu Zi even had time to look up at the villagers to make sure he had retreated to a safe enough position.

Blackwater had already exerted its maximum force, but she still handled it with ease.

On Yu Zi's slender arms, thin blue veins stood out. With the help of the black water wrapped around her wrists, Yu Zi suddenly exerted force and pulled out the evil spirit hidden in the pot.

"..."

Months after Akaza's death, Upper Moon Five still failed to gain his boss's appreciation, promotion, and raise.

Jade pot.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans slid down her forehead, and Yu Hu's face was filled with astonishment.

It's as if they still don't understand what happened.

He could hear someone coming from afar and sensed their approach.

But when he tried to catch his prey, he found that he couldn't pull it at all.

Now it seems as if the prey has dragged us out.

Is it really possible for humans to achieve such a powerful force?

As her mind posed this question, Yu Hu also clearly saw the face of the person in front of her.

The moment he saw that face, the image of a swordsman flashed through his mind.

Immediately afterwards, the image of Upper Moon One, the monster at the top of the Twelve Demon Moons, naturally appeared in his mind.

Although Kokushibo's face was covered by his eyeballs, anyone who saw the two would connect them.

This woman...this woman is!!!

Yu Hu's forehead was covered in a dense layer of cold sweat.

Why is this woman here?

What's she doing in the sword-forging village all by herself? She can't possibly ask someone to forge a Nichirin Blade, can she?

Yu Hu admitted that he was a little scared.

Although this was the first time he had seen Yuko, Yuko already had the feat of killing Akaza.

And she's that monster's sister.

Yu Hu was sweating profusely, and Yu Zi's brows furrowed slightly as she looked at him.

"So ugly..."

For an artist, beauty and ugliness are the two things that matter most. Yu Hu snapped back to reality and loudly questioned:

"What's ugly about my teapot?!"

There were even bulging veins on his forehead, making him look extremely angry.

"A teapot? It doesn't really matter what kind of thing it is, I'm talking about your appearance." Yu Zi tilted her head. This guy, he was so nervous just now, how did he suddenly explode?

"It's a bit disgusting."

The demons I encountered before, including Kokushibo, were ugly, but at least they were presentable.

But this... this thing in front of me...

Yuko finds it difficult to describe him using normal vocabulary.

The place where the two eyes were has been replaced by two mouths, and the place where the mouth was replaced by an eyeball. The muscular body is paired with arms that are as tender as a baby's.

No, even describing Yuko's arm makes me feel disgusted.

Arms resembling centipede legs extend from the ears all the way down the body.

In short, this is something that severely damages your sanity.

Who wouldn't find it disgusting?

Upon hearing Yu Zi's words, Yu Hu's anger suddenly cooled down.

What? As long as they didn't denigrate his art, that's good.

But this woman is really rude, saying that she doesn't care what his teapot is like.

Yuko's tightly furrowed brows remained unchanged; her Nichirin Blade was still being forged.

There is no way to kill this guy.

As for letting her devour evil spirits?

Even if Yuko really had that kind of awareness, she still couldn't bring herself to eat such an incredibly ugly thing.

She felt that it would be the same if Xuanmi were replaced.

Swish!

A sharp, cold light flashed, and Yu Zi cleaved Yu Hu's body in two with a single stroke.

The broken body of the jade pot turned into two pools of black water, and the porcelain pot suddenly disappeared in Yu Zi's eyes.

Yuko narrowed her eyes slightly.

It's not about speed, nor is it about canceling the Blood Demon Technique.

Is it spatial ability?

Blood Demon Art is a cheating thing; even Muzan cannot control its awakening.

This is also one of the reasons why Muzan does not allow demons to form cliques for personal gain.