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

Despite this feeling, Muzan did not ignore Ikuko's existence.

She didn't even notice Kagaya Ubuyashiki sitting in the room behind her; Muzan's crimson eyes were filled with Ikuko's image.

Upon closer inspection, it does indeed look even more like it.

However, her features were softer than those of the monster, making it easy to tell at a glance that she was a woman.

Upon closer inspection, the only similarity is in their faces.

Muzan felt much more at ease from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, that kind of monster... there can't be a second one.

Noticing Muzan staring at her, Yuko smiled faintly: "What? Staring at me like that? Does it remind you of the horrific memory of being beheaded?"

Muzan snapped out of his daze, his pale face darkening further.

After mocking Muzan, Yuko turned her gaze to Kokushibo standing behind Muzan, a sneer playing on her lips: "Oh, isn't this Kokushibo? Haven't seen him in a while, how come he's working as someone's lackey now?"

She understood this a long time ago.

Kokushibo... or rather, Iwakatsu, was not jealous of others' superior talent or strength.

If he truly desires to become the strongest and kill Muzan Kibutsuji as well, then Yuuko might think more highly of him.

But he was just jealous of his brother; he was just jealous that the person with more talent than him was his brother.

"Look at me here? I'm a distinguished guest of the Demon Slayer Corps~" Yuko drawled, pointing her thumb toward the Ubuyashiki behind her. "Even their boss has to give me face."

Kagaya Ubuyashiki coughed incessantly, as if he had choked.

He wasn't having an episode; he was just a little overwhelmed.

Yuko's crimson eyes darkened slightly: "You...you're truly pathetic."

The tone was not as sarcastic as the previous sentence, but rather carried a hint of pity.

Kokushibo instinctively tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He knew that Yuko was always good with words, but he just couldn't resist.

Words that strike at the soul are effective no matter how many times they are used.

Muzan also turned his gaze to Ubuyashiki because of her light cough, his brows furrowing slightly.

A slight putrid odor can be detected.

Upon closer inspection, slight purple patches can be seen under the skin.

Is this guy... nearing the end?

"We've finally met, Kibutsuji Muzan... the demon our clan has sought for a thousand years." Ubuyashiki Kagaya seemed to understand Muzan's slightly surprised expression, and his gentle voice rang out, "The stain and shame of our clan..."

Wu Can frowned even more deeply.

"You must deeply resent me... and the Ubuyashiki clan, right?" Kagaya Ubuyashiki smiled faintly. "Only me... you would definitely come to kill me yourself..."

Yu Zi glanced at the two of them sideways: "Are there really such idiots?"

She didn't really understand.

It is true that there is a long-standing grudge, but if a sure win cannot be guaranteed, should we play it safe?

If it were her, even if she found the person, she wouldn't show herself on her own. It would be embarrassing if she were to be caught off guard.

If it were her, she would directly send the six-eyed lemon spirit behind the other party to kill Ubuyashiki.

Even with the Pillars blocking his way, given Kokushibo's strength, as long as he doesn't let his guard down, he has a chance to wipe out the Demon Slayer Corps before the Pillars adapt to the battle and activate their Demon Slayer Marks and Transparent Crystals.

Ubuyashiki Yaoya: "..."

Here it is, isn't it?

Muzan: "..."

Kokushibo, your sister is really annoying.

He had found it quite amusing to listen to the argument between the other party and Kokushibo, thinking that Kokushibo actually had that kind of appearance.

He just felt irritable.

Can you please close your mouth and let him eat it?

After a moment of silence, Muzan decisively ignored Yuko and looked at Ubuyashiki Kagaya: "I have no interest in you anymore."

"With your physical condition, you won't live much longer."

Kagaya Ubuyashiki's smile lingered: "Yes, in fact, half a year ago... the doctor said I didn't have many days left to live."

Not many days?

Judging from Muzan's gaze, this guy can live for at least another month or so.

Kagaya Ubuyashiki: "If it weren't for Ms. Ikuko, the situation you see of me now would probably be much worse than it is now."

Muzan narrowed his eyes, his gaze becoming somewhat restrained.

"This is all because of monsters like you in our race... which has caused our race to be cursed."

"The children born were all weak and sickly, and died soon after." Kagaya Ubuyashiki calmly recounted the tragedy of his clan.

Ninety-nine percent of the Demon Slayer Corps members have an irreconcilable hatred for Muzan, but if you had to rank them, there would be no one but the Ubuyashiki family.

The others at most suffered the annihilation of their entire families by Muzan, but the Ubuyashiki clan was different. Just because the family produced such an evil person as Muzan, they were implicated, and their descendants could not live in peace.

"When our bloodline was about to be cut off, we received advice from the gods."

"A demon has appeared among your bloodline; you must devote your hearts and souls to defeating it..."

"In this way, the clan will not be extinct..."

"We marry wives from the priests' lineage generation after generation, and our children will not die so easily."

"But even so, none of us lived past thirty."

Looking at the ever-present smile on Ubuyashiki's face, Muzan felt that what he said was utterly absurd.

"Utterly absurd, utterly repulsive," Muzan said expressionlessly. "Has your illness spread to your head?"

sick?

Yu Ziwei was stunned. This guy... doesn't he know about the curse of the Ubuyashiki clan?

Perhaps they genuinely didn't know.

Muzan never had the opportunity to come into close contact with the Ubuyashiki clan. Even when the Demon Slayer Corps was driven to the brink of destruction during the Sengoku period, the Ubuyashiki clan avoided it thanks to their incredible intuition.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not.

If Muzan truly had a conscience, then so many tragedies in this world wouldn't have arisen because of him.

"Those things had absolutely no cause and effect, because—"

"I have never been punished by any heaven." Muzan's lips curled up slightly as he pointed to his forehead. "Even though I killed hundreds or thousands of humans, I have been forgiven."

"In the past thousand years, I have neither seen a god nor a Buddha."

Yuko's eyes darkened.

Yes.

There's no such thing as a god in this world.

They couldn't even deal with a minor ghost king, so they let him wreak havoc on the human world for thousands of years.

“So that’s what you think…” Kagaya Ubuyashiki wasn’t surprised, “but I also have my own thoughts…”

"Muzan, what is your dream?"

The topic changed so quickly that no one present could react in time.

Kibutsuji Muzan fell silent, not understanding what this guy was trying to say.

"What dream have you been having for the past thousand years?"

really weird……

Despite the fact that the Demon Slayer Corps' mastermind was such an eyesore, he felt no hatred whatsoever.

On the contrary, I find it somewhat pleasing to the eye.

Is it because of the blood flowing through the body?

“Let me guess,” Kagaya Ubuyashiki interrupted his thoughts, “You dream of eternity, you yearn for immortality…”