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

Under the silver moon, two figures that did not seem to be ordinary people stood.

After Yuko adjusted her physical condition, the Demon Blade gently sliced ​​across her palm, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground. The dark red blood slowly covered the blade, transforming the snow-white, sacred blade into a true Demon Blade.

Yuko raised the dark red demon blade and placed it against her cheek.

Yoriichi's expression shifted slightly, and his starting stance changed.

This rough starting stance is a sword style I've never seen before.

Yuko was more focused than ever before. The sense of defeat from being instantly defeated was so intense that she almost understood Yan Sheng.

The veins on the back of Yuko's hand, which was gripping the hilt of the knife, were prominent.

"Brother, I've come."

The moment she finished speaking, under the gaze of Yoriichi's Transparent Domain, Yuuko's leg muscles contracted, and her body suddenly leaped high into the air.

Yoriichi's expression was somewhat abrupt as he looked at the figure that appeared under the moonlight.

What kind of type is it exactly?

Is it that exaggerated?

The next moment, he understood.

"Snow Breathing - Pick-up Form - Shining Moon Under the Snow!" Yuko controlled her body and began to twist, releasing a white and purple aura.

As Yuko twisted her body, the blood-red demon blade swung in mid-air, drawing a perfect arc.

A huge, blood-red full moon, its diameter alone measuring six or seven meters, rippled across the sky.

Is this the sword shape enhanced by Blood Demon Art?

Yuko herself was also surprised that the range could be increased to such an extent.

In human form, this type would be at most the length of the blade, but now it has increased several times over.

To Yoriichi's astonishment, it was as if the full moon in the sky had truly fallen and crashed down on him.

Not finished yet.

Yuko's body spun once more in mid-air.

"Snow Breathing - Pick-up Form - Shining Moon Under the Snow - Double Strike!"

Two intersecting crimson full moons crashed down.

Although the two had chosen a relatively open area to fight, the wide range of the sword shape enhanced by the Blood Demon Art still allowed the edges to graz the trees on both sides, which were instantly cut down without any resistance.

Faced with sword techniques beyond human comprehension, Yoriichi instinctively chose to dodge.

Yoriichi took two steps back and looked up at the sky. Behind the full moon, which had not yet fully set, Yuuko's figure was still missing.

Are you using the shape of a sword to conceal your figure?

This is different from the mist produced by the Breath of Mist. Instead, it uses a wide range of attack moves to force the enemy to stay focused and conceal their next move.

but……

Yoriichi's keen senses compelled him to turn around quickly.

Not far behind him, Yu Zi's rapidly approaching figure came into his view.

Yuko's physical structure was completely reflected in his pupils.

This raising of the hand, and the muscle control...

It's osteomyelitis... no!

A slight fluctuation appeared on Yoriichi's expression.

"Snow Breathing, Ninth Form, Blazing Snow." A triumphant smile appeared on Yuuko's lips as crimson flames ignited in Yoriichi's eyes and rapidly approached.

The development of this technique was actually prepared by Ikuko for Iwakatsu, who was familiar with the Breath of the Sun.

Since, given that both sides are at the same level, they can only rely on their basic physical attributes, she could not possibly win against Yan Sheng in her current state.

Therefore, there is a sword shape that is almost exactly the same as the pre-run of Sun Breathing: Land Form: Scorching Sun.

The purpose is to create a preconceived notion in the other party and catch them off guard.

As it turned out, the effect was good.

Not only Iwakatsu, but now even Yoriichi is subconsciously making the wrong judgment.

Eyes don't lie, but people do.

Just as Yuko's blade was about to touch Yoriichi's neck, and Yoriichi had not yet reacted, Yuko's movements were about to stop.

After all, Yoriichi couldn't regenerate his head after it was severed.

However, the moment she withdrew her strength, Yoriichi drew his sword.

So fast!

Almost as if it were a blur in Yuko's eyes, Yoriichi's iron blade was already pressing down on her longsword.

The iron blade pressed down on her longsword at an extremely tricky angle, sparking bright flames as it scraped against her flame-covered blade. Yuko's pupils reflected the rapidly enlarging iron blade.

too fast.

Even if the eyes can see it, the body cannot avoid it.

A burning pain shot through her neck as Yuuko's severed head strained to look at Yoriichi's figure.

That ordinary iron blade, under the friction of her sword techniques, actually produced blood-red flames that resembled a crimson dagger.

His head hit the ground and rolled several times.

"Bah ah."

Yuko's spitting out of mud and sand brought Yoriichi back from his reverie.

Yoriichi quickly sheathed his long sword, picked up Ikuko's head, and gently wiped the dirt from her mouth.

"Are you okay?"

"...Something's wrong." Yuko was starting to have an existential crisis.

The move that nearly severed Iwakatsu's neck was now easily countered by Yoriichi.

The same understanding, different reactions.

Yansheng, I understand you now.

Yuan could tell from her depressed expression that she was alright.

He smiled and said, "It's an excellent sword design; I almost didn't react in time."

"Really?" Yu Zi looked at him suspiciously. "Really just a little bit short? It can't be a billion bit short, can it?"

"Really." Yoriichi was already used to the problem of sometimes not understanding what his younger sister was saying.

Moreover, he wasn't lying.

Yuko's attack truly amazed him.

That move just now was a completely subconscious counterattack.

And the subconscious retaliation often leaves no room for restraint.

Although she felt a little bit of comfort, Yuko still sighed deeply.

"Sigh, this has severely damaged my self-confidence and is extremely detrimental to my growth."

"..." Yoriichi was speechless.

The gold in Yuko's eyes gradually faded, and she looked up, her wine-red eyes staring blankly at Yoriichi.

Yoriichi stood still.

Yuko suddenly tilted her head, as if confirming something, her expression shifting slightly.

Suddenly, she murmured, "Hmm, but it doesn't seem like there's absolutely no way to win."

Yoriichi looked slightly puzzled.

Yuko raised her hand and gestured above their heads.

"Look, I'm taller than you now, right?"

Yoriichi was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the top of Yuuko's head and immediately fell silent.

Yoriichi was shorter than Iwakatsu, so Ikuko, at 1.7 meters tall plus 20 centimeters of horn, was indeed a little taller than him.

but……

Useless.

As long as she's happy.

Yoriichi inexplicably didn't want to continue chatting on this topic, so he changed the subject and said, "The breathing technique you used just now was a combination of the Sun and Moon Breathing Technique, right?"

Yuko nodded repeatedly and smiled, "Yeah, pretty good, right?"

Yoriichi laughed along: "Yuko is indeed very talented."

That's really impressive.

Combining a wide variety of breathing techniques is no easy task.

Each breathing method has a different breathing pattern, frequency, and even style.

For example, the weightiness of Rock Breathing, the gentleness of Water Breathing, the sharpness of Wind Breathing, the passion of Fire Breathing... and so on.

Combining them one by one is not a simple math problem like one plus one equals two.