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

Chapter 339 A Touching Bond Between Siblings

Yu Zi's lips curled into a cold smile: "Let's see if it pops into your mouth."

Three minutes... no, even less time.

She has basically figured out this guy's abilities. Blood Demon Art is an extension of ice, and she has a million ways to deal with ice abilities.

To some extent, her abilities are superior to this guy's, and there is a certain level difference between them.

Yuko placed her fingers on her waist, loosely gripping the Nichirin Blade.

The previously calm atmosphere immediately froze, and the pervasive aura in the room even made the girl who had narrowly escaped death tremble uncontrollably.

"Really...?" Douma gripped the iron fan, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead, his heart sinking.

He sensed an aura no less powerful than that of Kokushibo.

No... it's not a feeling.

That's true.

This guy is no weaker than Kokushibo.

"My teeth are fine, so don't bother." Douma laughed, but the smile on his lips carried a hint of reluctance.

What are these people? They're all so strong, like monsters.

He originally thought that Yuko's strength was not as great as Kokushibo's.

Kokushibo was already as strong as a monster, and even Muzan-sama had only found Kokushibo once in hundreds of years.

As someone who was second only to Muzan and Kokushibo, Doma knew very well that the two of them had, to some extent, transcended the purely superior-subordinate relationship and were people whom Muzan trusted quite a bit.

And all of that was based on Kokushibo's immense power.

Muzan did not share the scenes of her fighting on the surface with others, which made it impossible for others to judge Yuko's strength, and they could only judge based on previous information.

This is a demon with the strength of an Upper Moon demon, and it is very likely that he will surpass him and reach the level of Upper Moon Two, second only to Muzan and Kokushibo.

This was Doma's initial assessment.

but now……

Douma suddenly didn't want to hinder her from moving forward.

But he was still a bit slow on the uptake, lacking the emotions a normal living being should have.

"Well, Lord Kokushibo misses you quite a bit, Miss~" In an instant, the slight palpitation that had risen in Doma's heart vanished.

"Miss, you are only alive today because of Lord Muzan's kindness."

"I imagine Miss must have had a touching sibling reunion with Lord Kokushibo," Doma said, wiping away tears that welled up in his eyes.

"Why can't I serve Lord Muzan?"

Yu Zi laughed: "A touching goodbye?"

Ok.

She admitted that seeing familiar faces did make her feel good, but she would have preferred to see Kokushibo dead.

Because he is still alive, he will inevitably harm other innocent people.

This guy is a chatterbox. Although he doesn't have normal human emotions, he's more willing to communicate with humans than other ghosts.

There's no point in continuing to chat with him like this.

sand……

Yuko parted the hilt and slowly drew her Nichirin Blade.

Knowing that this battle was unavoidable, Doma's composure waned, and his expression became more serious.

I don't know if he can hold on.

Doma had already stood up from his comfortable sitting position, holding a golden iron fan in each hand, clearly ready to fight.

The heavy atmosphere seemed to weigh heavily on the hearts of everyone present.

As Yuko drew her Nichirin Blade halfway, a slender hand suddenly blocked the hilt, pressing it back towards the scabbard.

"Wait." Shinobu Kocho stood firmly in front of her.

Ikuko: "?"

“Leave this to us,” Shinobu Kocho interrupted. “Ikuko, you must have other things to do, right?”

"Don't forget the plan."

“…I understand.” Yuko’s heart stirred slightly. She hesitated for a moment, looking at the dazed and innocent-looking Doma, before slowly pressing down the hilt of her sword.

Ren is right, there's not much point in her lingering here.

Muzan is immortal, killing this guy won't make a difference.

"Be careful," Yu Zi said with concern.

To be honest, Yuko was genuinely a little worried.

Because this guy looks harmless, but he is actually Muzan's second-best demon after Kokushibo.

Their strength is beyond doubt.

Simply activating the markings is not enough to win.

That's why Yuko subconsciously stayed.

In her opinion, even if the three butterfly sisters joined forces, they would have a hard time defeating Doma.

Butterfly chuckled and said, "Don't worry, we're well prepared, aren't we?"

Yuko understood what she meant. The most dangerous ability of Doma's Blood Demon Art already had a countermeasure, so the Butterfly Sisters might still have a chance to defeat him.

Moreover, this guy is quite carefree, and his combat ability is not as strong as others, even weaker than Akaza who died on the Mugen Train.

The reason he was able to sit in second place was solely due to his powerful talent and Blood Demon Art.

She could certainly protect Shinobu Kocho and ensure her smooth passage, but who would handle Muzan's side?

"Leave it to you."

With that thought in mind, Yuko no longer hesitated.

"Ah."

Yuko completely suppressed her Nichirin Blade, turned around and saw the terrified girl, a trace of worry flashing between her brows.

In a place like this, even if you rescue someone, how can you protect them?

The area is full of demons under Muzan's command, requiring the Demon Slayer Corps to protect them at all times. Doesn't that hinder others?

Especially in this situation, wouldn't that distract others?

For a fleeting moment, Yuko thought it might be better if the girl died.

She shook her head, feeling that the idea was a bit too twisted.

She had no way to take the girl away, and could only hope that Kanae and Shinobu wouldn't get hurt because of her.

However, just as she was about to leave the room, Douma moved.

"Blood Demon Art: Manlid".

As the iron fan was waved, ice vines entwined with ice lotus flowers shot out from Tong Mo's center.

The crowd dispersed, and Kanae even picked up the rescued girl to avoid the attack of the ice vines.

The icy vines seemed only to be trying to force them back, without any intention of pursuing them, and continued to attack Yuko's position.

Yu Zi leaped away, and ice vines pierced through the wooden floor.

Yuko turned her head back calmly.

"Letting you go like this will anger Lord Muzan." Douma smiled, one iron fan covering his face, the other seemingly waving casually.

The next moment, countless ice spikes formed above Yuko's head and quickly fell down.

"Snow Breathing - First Form - Tornado".

A raging, snow-white tornado instantly formed, enveloping Yuko's figure within it, and icy spikes were scraped away.

Doma smiled, but his eyes remained fixed on Yuko without the slightest lapse in attention.

He had a strong feeling that he had to keep this guy in sight.

As the tornado dissipated, no one was left in the icy mist.

Disappeared.

Doma's pupils suddenly contracted, and without warning, he performed a backflip and leaped away.