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

The blood was smeared on Namiko's wounds on her hands and feet, and the wounds healed quickly, and Namiko's breathing gradually improved.

On the contrary, Yuko was somewhat weak at this moment.

She had just undergone a transformation and desperately needed to eat; now, not only was she not eating, but she also needed to give away her flesh and blood.

Namiko's breathing gradually became steady. She groaned and slowly opened her eyes.

Yuko's face lit up with joy: "Namiko, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Namiko, by the moonlight, could see clearly Yuko's current state; the confusion on her face visibly turned into terror.

"Ah!" she screamed, kicking Yuko away with her hands and feet.

Yuko quickly explained, "Calm down! I'm still in the right..."

Before she could finish speaking, Namiko hurriedly ran out of the room and escaped.

Yu Zi stared blankly as she ran out the door, her outstretched hand unconsciously retracting.

After a long while, she sighed.

She didn't resent Namiko; people of this era couldn't possibly understand her.

This has already been proven in Iwakatsu's case.

To be honest, her fear of ghosts stemmed from her fear of having her consciousness distorted and of Muzan discovering her inner thoughts.

She'd be unafraid of becoming a ghoul since she'd been eating human flesh anyway.

Because ghouls can control their own minds, while demons cannot.

When she learned that she was no longer under Muzan's control, she accepted her current identity.

So what if you become a ghost?

As long as she doesn't eat people or do bad things, isn't she a good ghost too?

And it can even regenerate its head after being severed, which sounds incredibly powerful.

Yuko amused herself as she got up from the ground and slowly walked to the door.

The moonlight streaming into the courtyard created a melancholic beauty.

She stepped out, but her head suddenly tilted back, almost causing her to fall to the ground.

After regaining her balance, Yuko couldn't help but touch her head, where two long branches had sprouted.

These two long branches were the ones that got stuck on the top edge of the doorway.

She had previously checked her face to see if there were any changes, but to her surprise, there were none on her face, only something on her head.

How can she go out and face people now?

Yuko muttered to herself, if she remembered correctly, Nezuko could control her body size, so she should be able to too.

She touched the long branch on her head, concentrating.

Sure enough, with her efforts, the long branch above her head slowly retracted.

Fortunately fortunately.

Yu Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked down at her body and, after confirming that there were no other abnormalities, stepped out of the room.

Yuko looked up at the cold moon in the sky, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath of the cool night air.

What does this feel like?

It's like walking through a narrow passageway and suddenly seeing a bright white light that opens up a completely bright space.

She hadn't felt this relaxed since her lung injury.

Just then, a cold wind blew by and entered Yuko's nasal cavity.

It's... the taste of blood.

It's just outside the door, not far away.

"Snow Breathing, Fifth Form, Snow Walk".

Yu Zi's figure transformed into a wisp of white light and disappeared from the spot.

The breathing technique was also incredibly smooth, and the usual blockages completely disappeared.

I have never felt so wonderful.

He was completely reborn.

Upon arriving at the door, one is greeted by several Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen lying haphazardly on the mountain path.

It was almost like a severed limb, a truly gruesome sight.

Yuko's saliva started flowing again.

These people were probably reinforcements that Namiko had brought, but Kokushibo did not leave immediately and was caught by this group.

Despite her hunger, Yuko collected their bodies and buried them to one side.

Just as she was about to leave, Yuko suddenly realized something.

She broke free from Muzan's control, and Muzan can no longer sense her presence.

Yan Sheng might come back to check; she should hide and wait for the opportunity to slay the evil spirit.

Yuko returned to the mansion and found several pieces of clothing in the room, which should have belonged to the samurai's wife and daughter; they were brand new.

She changed out of her clothes and threw them in the yard, creating the illusion that they had been destroyed by the sun.

This explains why Muzan couldn't sense her presence.

She tossed her clothes by the door and noticed her broken Nichirin Blade lying to one side.

Her usual comrade-in-arms, now bathed in the moonlight, radiated a chilling aura that sent a shiver down her spine.

No wonder Iwakatsu abandoned his Nichirin Blade after becoming a demon.

Even the so-called Crimson Blade is only effective against ghosts; its effect on humans is negligible.

Because humans are such fragile creatures, whether or not there is a burn makes little difference; it's all a one-hit kill anyway.

Yan Sheng's peculiar demon blade was formed from his own flesh and blood, so there was no reason why she couldn't do it.

But she is too weak now; if her flesh and blood are separated again, she might become the first weakling to die.

After doing all this, Yuko left the mansion under the moonlight.

She needs to find something to eat.

……

Almost immediately after she left, Kokushi arrived at the scene one after the other, along with the swordsmen from the Demon Slayer Corps.

Kokushibo glanced indifferently at the human-shaped clothing placed in front of the door; this was a shape that would only form when the body disappeared from the inside.

It was caused by the sun...

After receiving news from Muzan that he hadn't sensed Yuuko, he had a vague suspicion of this.

Is it really possible to achieve this level of skill through sheer willpower?

Or……

He looked up into the inner room, where the woman, who should have been devoured, had vanished without a trace.

Kokushibo, who has a keen sense of aura, knew very well that she had not been eaten by Yuuko, but had somehow escaped.

Kokushibo's expression shifted between light and shadow. A moment later, he abruptly drew his sword, and the powerful attack of Moon Breathing instantly destroyed Yuko's clothes along with the house behind her.

……

"This is...this is Miss Yuko's knife, there's no mistake!"

A swordsman who had trained under Ikuko recognized the Nichirin Blade that had broken off to one side.

A friend standing nearby said with a pang of pity, "So, Miss Yuko, she..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" someone shouted, interrupting him. "Miss Yuko is a swordswoman who has awakened her markings and the Transparent Domain. How could she possibly die here?"

“But…” A team member looked in despair at the completely destroyed house in front of him, with several sword marks that looked like sharp claws.

That was something no human swordsmanship could have caused.

If it's an evil spirit possessing this kind of power, even Miss Yuko...

……

By the time Yuko came down from the mountain and found the nearby town, the sky was already showing a hint of dawn, and it was about to get light.

She seems to have eaten blue spider lilies; does that mean she's immune to sunlight?

Yuko thought this, but in the end she didn't dare to do it.

With the little money she had scavenged from the samurai's house, she stayed temporarily at an inn in town to escape the sunlight.

The innkeeper brought her food, and she took a couple of bites. The food, which she couldn't usually eat, tasted like cardboard.

In Yu Zi's eyes, it wasn't even as delicious as the food delivered to her door by the shop assistant.

The nutrients inside are negligible and cannot replenish physical strength at all.

Only after becoming a ghost did Yuko truly understand the agony of not being able to starve.