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

Yoriichi is gone.

After saying goodbye to the brother and sister.

The unexpected news disrupted Yuko's original plans.

She originally planned to stay at home until Yuan Yi turned ten and then leave with him. The future of women in large feudal families is self-evident.

Unfortunately it backfired.

On this day, when Yuko and Iwakatsu were helping to sort through their mother's belongings, they discovered her diary.

Yoriichi had indeed learned that he would be chosen as the successor, so he left home ahead of time.

He seemed to have known about Zhu Nai's illness and death date all along, and when his mother's left side was out of control, he tried his best to support her body.

Yan Sheng gripped the diary tightly with both hands, crumpling the paper and making the veins on the back of his hands stand out.

He lowered his head as if struggling to breathe, his heart filled with resentment and jealousy.

"Please don't live in this world. People like you should never have been born in the first place."

I had always thought Yoriichi was a cowardly clingy person who only clung to his mother's side. It wasn't until this moment that Iwakatsu finally realized that he had not only lost badly in terms of strength, but also in terms of personal character.

In particular, Yoriichi's departure, which was almost like a handout, nearly consumed him with jealousy and shame.

Kneeling to the side, Yuko, who had also seen the contents of the diary, was also consumed by self-blame, completely unaware of Iwakatsu's increasingly twisted mind.

So shameful.

Her soul, as an adult, failed to notice that Zhu Nai's mother was seriously ill.

Even without a complete understanding of the world, an adult's knowledge of their surroundings should not leave them completely oblivious.

She knew her mother had always had health problems, but she didn't expect it to be this serious.

So shameful.

……

In her last words to her father, the mother begged him not to separate them, to treat the children equally and kindly, and to hope that they could grow up healthy.

His father was a superstitious man. When Yuan was one or two years old, his father told him, "You are an unblessed child," "You should not have been born," "You are an unlucky child," and "You will bring disaster to the country."

Therefore, in order not to bring disaster to the family, Yoriichi kept a very low profile, never spoke to anyone, and tried his best to minimize his presence.

He only occasionally shows the smile that a child should have in front of his mother, brother, and sister.

But the father also loved the mother. After reading Zhu Nai's last words, he seemed to understand the sins he had committed.

They sent people to search for Yoriichi, and even dispatched someone to the temple, but they were unable to obtain any news of Yoriichi.

After searching in vain, the father finally gave up.

Upon hearing the news, Yan Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether you encounter bandits or are eaten by a bear, as long as you disappear, that's all that matters.

Since then, everything in the country seems to have returned to normal, yet everything seems to have changed.

Yan Sheng practices swordsmanship every day under the guidance of his father's subordinates, waiting for the day he can inherit the family business.

Yuko's situation is not so optimistic.

Girls from large families in feudal society were often pitiful, lacking freedom and often used only as tools for arranged marriages.

In order to avoid that kind of future, Yuko also wants to learn from Yoriichi and leave home.

But she was only six years old and had no skills. For such a little girl to leave home would only mean certain death.

Therefore, she sought out Yan Sheng.

"Brother, could you please teach me swordsmanship?"

Iwakatsu stood alone in the courtyard, practicing with his wooden sword.

Yu Zi deliberately chose this time; if there were outsiders present, they would definitely report the matter to their father.

A girl carrying a knife, what kind of behavior is that?

"Why should a girl learn swordsmanship? Just learn the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Anyway, all you need to do when you grow up is get married." Yan Sheng inherited the ideas of feudal society, so it was no surprise that he said this.

Upon hearing this, Yu Zi was so angry that she almost hung him on a sweet potato.

You're just waiting to get blown up.

Even though she tried to communicate with Yan Sheng seriously, all she got in return were perfunctory replies and indifference.

This made Yuko realize that Yansheng had long been imprisoned by the distorted thinking of feudal society and was completely unable to understand her.

Yu Zi always felt that with her adult knowledge and experience, correcting a child's distorted mentality should be easy.

But reality slapped her hard in the face.

Children listen to adults not because the adults are right, but simply because they are adults.

Deeply influenced by the hierarchical order of the old society, Iwakatsu simply wouldn't listen to Ikuko's words.

Yuko stopped asking for his help and spent her days learning the zither, tea ceremony, and embroidery under the guidance of teachers arranged by her father.

That night, he would sit in his room, brandishing the wooden sword he had swiped from Yan Sheng.

Although I can't find any tricks to exercising on my own, it's still better than doing nothing.

In addition, she would occasionally peek at Yan Sheng's training during the day, so overall she made some progress.

To thrive in the outside world, personal strength is essential, especially for a girl.

If you don't work hard, those pink apps have already clearly depicted what you'll become.

She had no doubt that in this feudal society, cannibalism was less desirable than cannibalism by ghosts.

Time passed by little by little, and more than ten years have gone by in the blink of an eye.

Iwakatsu and Ikuko grew taller and taller, and even their appearances became extremely similar.

Although Yuko was born later, she inherited her looks from her parents and was almost identical to her older brother, except that she was a bit smaller and her face looked softer and more feminine.

Her long, wine-red hair attracted countless eyes, almost causing the threshold of the country to be worn down by the crowds.

After Yan Sheng inherited the family business, got married, and had children, his father, who had always harbored resentment, passed away at the young age of thirty.

On this day, Yuko, who was learning the zither from her teacher, was summoned away by Iwakatsu's subordinates.

Yuko approached Iwakatsu with a heavy heart.

Yu Zi said calmly, "Is there something you need, brother?"

More than ten years had faded the bond between the brother and sister, much like the deep-rooted hierarchical order in Yan Sheng's mind.

"The General has sent someone to deliver the betrothal gifts..."

The very first sentence sent a chill down Yuko's spine.

Before Yan Sheng could even utter a second word, she said calmly, "I understand."

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

After saying that, she turned and left without waiting for Yan Sheng to continue speaking.

In fact, at eighteen years old, Yu Zi is considered an old maid in this era, and she has rejected countless men.

Until this time, the general's son proposed a marriage alliance.

Even if she disagrees, it won't work.

Feudal society was harmful.

Yuko stole some food from the kitchen as she passed by, returned to her residence, and began packing her luggage, planning to slip away under the moonlight that night.

She pulled out a samurai sword from the cabinet, which was tightly wrapped in strips of cloth; it was one she had taken from the house earlier.

Then pack a few more sets of comfortable clothes for traveling.

After tidying up, Yuko suddenly noticed a flute in the corner of her eye.

That was a gift from Yan Sheng when he was a child. Perhaps he thought of his sister when he gave it to his younger brother, so he carved one for her as well.

As Yan Sheng's mind became increasingly twisted, she abandoned him in a corner.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuko wiped it clean and put it in her bag.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

The sky gradually darkened.

Tsugikuni Ikuko packed her bags, with a samurai sword at her waist, and opened the door.

well.

The night watchmen aren't here.

However, when she slipped to the back door, a figure stood quietly under the moonlight, leaning against the back door.

hiss~

Aren't you asleep in the middle of the night?!

Yuko gasped, and before Iwakatsu could notice, she tiptoed back under the dim moonlight, intending to turn back.

“Yuko.” Iwakatsu’s calm voice rang out.

Yuko paused, knowing she couldn't escape. She took a deep breath and stepped out of the shadows.

"You sent people to spy on me?"

"You don't think I don't know about the stolen real knife, do you?"

Ikuko: "..."

She was careless.

Yuko's eyes turned cold as she gripped the hilt of her sword and said in a cold voice, "Get out of my way. I will not be like Yoriichi, letting you do as you please."

Having not heard Yoriichi's name for over a decade, Iwakatsu's body stiffened for a moment.

The scene of my self-esteem being ruthlessly shattered by my younger brother seems like it was just yesterday.

He slowly drew his long sword from his waist and said in a deep voice, "Then let's see what you've secretly learned."

Unlike Iwakatsu, who played with a wooden sword as a child, Iwakatsu, through rigorous training and his own extraordinary talent, has now become a samurai who surpasses his father.

Yuko took a deep breath, knowing that this battle was unavoidable.

She slowly drew the long sword from her waist.