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

The veins on Yu Hu's face gradually emerged, and thick blue veins bulged out on her forehead.

The mouth that replaced the two eyes was wide open, spitting out saliva without any regard for decorum, making Yuko slightly concerned that the eyes in the mouth might catch the saliva spraying from above.

"Are you blind?!" Yu Hu's eyes were bloodshot, and blood even seeped from the crisscrossing veins on his face, showing just how furious he was.

She's angry.

Yuko, who had been watching Yuko's expression closely, sighed calmly.

Honestly, why are you spouting such low-level trash?

As a result, even the straight hook bit; I've never seen an enemy so easily fooled.

Obsession is truly a terrifying thing.

I admit that your inherent persistence is indeed an essential attribute of a mad artist.

but……

Driven by jealousy and anger, Yu Hu completely abandoned the idea of ​​retreating.

How dare they say his teapot is bad, that it's a defective product, and that it's asymmetrical!

How dare they!!!

Yu Hu's head was throbbing with blood. He grabbed the ten pottery pots with his small hands, which grew like centipedes on both sides of his body, and then pointed the mouths of the pots at Yu Zi.

A decadent stench emanated from it.

"Blood Demon Art - Ten Thousand Gliding Fish!!!"

Countless sticky fish emerged from the spout of the pot, densely packed and endless, intertwined like several thick tentacles approaching Yuko.

A strong, pungent stench, mixed with the putrid aura of evil spirits, assaulted her senses, causing Yuko's slightly furrowed brows to relax.

It's great that he's a brainless guy.

Yuko exhaled a faint white breath and instead of retreating, walked towards the school of fish.

"Huh? Instead of running away, you're actively approaching me?" Yu Hu's excited body leaned forward slightly.

"Snow Breathing - Form 5 - Snowflakes Falling for Thousands of Miles".

Like fish leaping over the Dragon Gate, the school of fish rushing towards the gate collided with the last surging, snow-white wave.

Boom boom boom! ! !

In just a moment, the schools of sticky fish, intertwined together, were overturned by the sharp and decisive snow waves, without any chance to resist.

With only a few body parts remaining, the sticky fish, located at the outermost edge of the attack range, fell to the ground and bounced around a couple of times, showing a slightly more lively side.

Yu Hu's expression, which had been one of intense passion and anger, cooled considerably in an instant.

This woman... she's a monster!!

But she actually dared to say that her teapot was a defective product, which is absolutely unforgivable!

Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, a loud explosion echoed through the night from the village of the swordsmiths.

Yuko subconsciously turned around.

So it turns out there's more than just this guy?

The distance was a bit far, and the perception of the aura was intermittent, but one thing was certain: it wasn't that guy, Kokushibo.

If it were Kokushibo, the commotion wouldn't be so small.

With Tokito present, everything should be alright.

……

good chance! ! !

The moment Yuko turned around, Yuko's eyes lit up, and two pottery pots appeared in her hands.

"Kill the Thousand Needlefish!"

Several goldfish leaped out of the pot, their gills bulging, and from them shot out a dense barrage of thorns that shot towards Yuko.

Gyokuko had no intention of killing Yuko in one move; battles between demons are rarely decided by such brutal methods.

Well, as long as we can stall this woman here, we can wait for the dog to succeed.

Yu Hu had such an idea.

Countless needles shot into the ground, shimmering silver in the moonlight.

Yuko, who was standing on the ground, had disappeared without a trace.

"Where is he?" Yu Hu's pupils suddenly contracted, and then she heard a calm question from behind her.

"Are there other ghosts here? Who are they?"

Yu Hu felt a chill run down his spine. He tried to turn around, but he had already been cut in half.

He popped out of the pot again, chuckling twice: "Who knows~"

"Perhaps it's that lord."

Yuko calmly held the knife to the side: "Does that rat have the courage to step out of the sewer?"

"...I'm talking about Upper Moon One, that lord," Gyokuko argued weakly.

"It makes no difference." Yu Zi's lips moved slightly.

"..."

What's going on between these two? Aren't they siblings?

How can someone look down on their own brother like that?

He wondered if that idiot Daki also liked Gyutaro.

How come it's the other way around here?

Yu Hu suddenly felt sorry for Kuroshi Mu. Not only did he get scolded by the boss for his sister's sake, but he also couldn't get a kind look from his sister.

Unfortunately, he now has to face that monster sister who looks exactly like Kokushibo, so he can't laugh at all.

Yu Hu's face darkened. There was nothing he could do, even though the timing wasn't quite right yet.

Yuko paused in her steps, something... moving through the silent mountain forest.

One after another, a putrid, fishy smell emerged in the forest.

This is……

Vampire magic?

"Whoosh~" Yu Hu chuckled twice, "Did you notice?"

"You think you've got me wrapped around your little finger, huh?"

"But now we can only watch helplessly as the village is destroyed."

One after another, enormous figures breaking through the mountains and forests appeared in Yuko's eyes under the moonlight.

They were creatures with pottery pots on their backs, resembling giant fish, yet possessing arms similar to those of frogs and humans, heading down the hillside towards the knife-forging village.

Down the mountain, the sword-forging villagers who had returned carrying the Nichirin Blade were the first to be intercepted by several fish monsters.

Yu Zi flashed and ran down the mountain.

Yu Hu only caught a glimpse of the figure flashing by before his adorable fish monster was brutally dismembered, with even the pottery pot on its back being neatly sliced ​​into several pieces, leaving one to marvel at the skill of the knife.

Yuko glanced at the fish monster rushing towards the village in the distance, and without even saying thank you, she turned around without the slightest hesitation.

These fish monsters will naturally disappear once the controller is killed.

We must not let small things cause us to lose big.

The cold blade reflected the moonlight and pierced into the jade pot's eyes. He subconsciously glanced away, thinking to himself.

"Oh no, she's got the knife."

A sense of crisis surged within me, and at that moment, being fixated on the ugliness of the pot was no longer important.

No matter how you explain it to a monkey that doesn't understand appreciation, you won't get it.

Just as the jade pot was turning into black water and preparing to shrink back into the pot, without any warning, a chill ran straight into my heart.

It was a long-lost sense of crisis, a sense of crisis that threatened my life.