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

Like someone who has just received a new toy and can't wait to play with it, Shinazugawa Sanemi suppressed his inner excitement and called out to Ikuko, "Hey, isn't training over yet?"

Yuko immediately noticed his rapidly beating heart, and the others had similar reactions.

Want to try the power of markings?

Yu Zi smiled slightly: "Of course."

Sanemi Shinazugawa grinned.

The group spontaneously dispersed, their eyes flashing with intense gazes as they looked at Yuko.

When Yuzui Tengen saw this familiar scene, his lips twitched and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Isn't that him?

He also felt at the time that activating the markings was terrifyingly powerful.

As a result, Yu Zi quickly brought him back to his original form.

For a long time, he was skeptical about whether activating the markings was actually effective.

Why can't I beat it before I turn it on, and it's still the same after I turn it on?

After a series of verifications, he realized that the markings were useful.

It's a comprehensive improvement in physical fitness, which completely surpasses his former self.

Therefore, the conclusion is...

It's not that the marks are useless, it's that this woman is too strong.

Think back to the monster he encountered in Youguo. Even after activating his markings, he probably didn't have any confidence in defeating it.

Imagine, Yuko, who was once forced to cut off an arm by them, if she had chosen the same sword type as that monster from the beginning, with that wide-range attack pattern, they probably wouldn't have even had a chance to get close before... suffering casualties...

Activating the markings... doesn't mean they can defeat the demon.

This only means... that the already slim chance of winning has been slightly improved...

He even doubted that even with the Transparent Domain and the Crimson Blade that Yuko mentioned, they still wouldn't be able to confront Muzan head-on.

It's truly a miracle that the Demon Slayer Corps has survived for thousands of years.

"Humph~"

Suddenly, a loud groan came from the side.

Uzui Tengen turned his head and saw Shinazugawa Sanemi's hands, veins bulging, gripping the hilt of his Nichirin Blade with a ferocious expression.

Oh, so you want to activate the Crimson Blade.

Uzui Tengen withdrew his gaze without a trace of curiosity, because there was no need to look; it was certain that it wouldn't succeed.

You ask why.

Could he really say that he tried countless times back then?

"Ha!" Shinazugawa Sanemi's expression became increasingly ferocious, his face turning red from holding his breath. Ikuko was worried that he would choke on his own.

Others who had just awakened their markings, such as Obanai Iguro, were also secretly battling with the hilt of their swords.

However, his movements and mannerisms were much more elegant than Shinazugawa's.

"Hmph~" Kanroji Mitsuri gripped the hilt of her Nichirin Blade, gritting her teeth and letting out a cute muffled groan through her nose.

Yuko looked at her long, curved Nichirin Blade, which covered her lower body, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down her cheek.

It's not a problem with the markings. Would it be more difficult for that sword to activate the Crimson Blade?

If I don't have enough strength, will only half of my face turn red?

In an instant, everyone secretly exerted their strength, trying to activate the so-called demon-slaying weapon.

……

After waiting for a while, Yu Zi hesitated before speaking, "...If it doesn't work, then let's not try it?"

She can actually understand.

Only those who came from the country could unleash the Crimson Blade on their own.

...Okay, she's shameless. She only unlocked it after she became a ghost and her strength increased.

She's useless.

Yuko's mind involuntarily drifted to the image of the monk whose body resembled a monster, and she thought that perhaps the Stone Pillar could do the same.

Upon hearing this, everyone loosened their grip on the knife handles, panting, and stopped struggling.

Sanemi Shinazugawa was starting to question his existence. Just how much strength did it take?

He used every ounce of strength he had.

"No~ I can't open it." Kanroji Mitsuri sighed.

Everyone: "..."

What the hell are you talking about? Did you even activate the markings?

Kyojuro laughed heartily, comforting his former disciple: "Don't be discouraged. As long as you work hard, there's nothing you can't do!"

"Oh!" Kanroji Mitsuri immediately regained her energy.

What the hell? Did you activate the markings?

After a moment of silence, everyone gave up on trying to activate the markings.

They all cast longing glances at Yuko.

Even though I know they have that look in their eyes that yearns for battle, it's... kind of weird and twisted.

Ikuko cursed.

Kanroji Mitsuri clenched her fists to encourage herself: "This time, I must awaken my Demon Slayer Mark!"

悬。

Ikuko cursed again.

Because she didn't sense much tension from this girl at all, which was precisely when Obanai Iguro was suddenly stabbed...

and many more.

Yuko glanced at Kanroji Mitsuri and Iguro Obanai.

Mitsuri is a bit too relaxed, but what if... she hurts Obanai Iguro?

Yu Zi inexplicably felt like she had been fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of

Give it a try.

Shinazugawa Sanemi arrogantly declared, "Unleash your Blood Demon Art, and I'll chop it to pieces."

Yu Zi raised an eyebrow: "No problem."

Without warning, she swung her arms, her fingernails already slicing across her palms, and thin lines of blood shot out from her palms, flying towards the crowd.

Instead of retreating, Shinazugawa Sanemi charged forward, gripping his Nichirin Blade.

The blood streaks turned in the air, circled around him, and quickly converged.

With a green aura emanating from his mouth, Shinazugawa Sanemi raised his hand and swung it down.

"Wind Breathing - Third Form - Sunny Breeze Tree".

Centered on Shinazugawa Sanemi, several wind blades slashed out, the frequent attacks striking at the bloodline.

After bouncing twice, the blood lines broke off one by one.

"It really works!" Shinazugawa Sanemi's eyes lit up.

Not only him, but everyone else also grasped the trick. Under the high-frequency slashes, the thin bloodline was severed before it could regenerate.

Before he could even feel happy, Shinazugawa Sanemi's eyes darkened.

The blood vessels did break off one by one, but they were merely severed; they did not dissipate or become uncontrollable.

There were even more of them, floating in mid-air.

With a large number of them, Yuko found it difficult to control, so she simply stopped controlling them precisely and only issued the order for the blood to attack humans.

The attacks from the bloodline became more frequent and frenzied.

Tanjiro, gritting his teeth as he resisted the attacks from the bloodline, thought, "I guess I'm just waiting to die. I have to find a way to get to Miss Yuuko's side."

“Mr. Purgatory,” he called out to the person beside him.

"understand!"

With a swing of his Nichirin Blade, Rengoku Kyojuro unleashed orange flames, and an orange vortex swept through the blood streaks, carving a path through them.

Tanjiro's figure weaved through them.

"How exactly are you guys communicating?" Yu Zi was getting frustrated.