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

Chapter 352 Kaigaku: Me, fighting the Stone Pillar? Really?

Witnessing Shinazugawa Sanemi's miraculous resurrection... no, his miraculous recovery, Zōhaten was completely stunned.

Humans? Rapid recovery?

How could such a serious injury heal so quickly?

"What a joke!" Zeng Botian's voice, filled with resentment, rang out. "As a human! How could you possibly be like a ghost!"

"This is unfair!!!"

He could understand the demon-devouring guy, but this white-haired man in front of him had a completely human aura. How could he possibly still have the regeneration speed of a demon?

It's the medicine from earlier.

What a joke!

If medicine can quickly heal human injuries, then what's the point of having ghosts?

Sanemi grinned and said, "Heh, there's no point in talking to someone like you."

It's still unfair? Why didn't you feel it was unfair when you were harming humans?

He felt that the greatest injustice was that God allowed evil spirits to continue to exist.

Sanemi coldly said, "You should repent for your mistakes in hell."

"What did I do wrong?" Zeng Botian exploded at the slightest provocation, veins bulging on his forehead. "You who bully the weak are the truly heinous criminals!"

"Huh? Are you demons all mentally unstable?" Shinazugawa Sanemi paused, looking at him with disgust. "How many people have you killed to gain such power?"

"As an Upper Moon demon, you must have killed hundreds of humans, right?"

"What right do you have to accuse others of bullying the weak? Aren't you the one who deserves to go to hell?"

"You scum!"

Zeng Potian's face was full of anger: "You..."

Without giving Zang Botian a chance to refute, Shimi angrily stomped on his already fading head, crushing it to pieces.

"This is infuriating," Shinazugawa Sanemi said, annoyed. "These guys have really gone mad."

The more powerful a ghost is, the deeper its obsession becomes, and the more fanatical it becomes.

Almost every waxing crescent moon is a mentally unstable person with brain problems.

Xuanmi asked with concern, "Brother, how are you feeling?"

"Huh?" Sanemi frowned and carefully tasted it. "The taste isn't very good; it has a rusty smell."

"..." Xuanmi broke out in a cold sweat. "No, I mean, how is your body?"

If blood doesn't taste like rust, does it taste like strawberry?

Speaking of which, Ms. Yuko's hair doesn't smell like strawberries either!

Xuanmi couldn't help but mutter a couple of complaints to himself.

"What, you mean this? Didn't I already say that?" Sanemi cracked his neck. "Not bad."

He suddenly felt something sticky on his face and wiped the blood off with his sleeve.

I felt refreshed and invigorated.

He raised his head with a comfortable expression, only to see Xuanmi staring blankly at him.

Sanemi frowned slightly: "Hmm? What's with that look?"

"No..." Xuanmi quickly waved his hand, hesitating to speak, "Big brother, your face..."

"Face?" Seeing his younger brother's hesitation, Sanemi simply drew his Nichirin Blade and reflected his face through the blade.

A moment later, Sanemi opened his eyes wide.

He suddenly grabbed Xuanmi's sleeve, "What have you done?!"

Caught off guard, Xuanmi quickly waved his hand, saying, "Brother, calm down."

"How can you expect me to calm down?!" Sanemi's tone was agitated and irrational.

The scars on his face had all disappeared...

Her face was so smooth and flawless, a completely different color from her neck.

Damn it!!! How is he supposed to maintain his authority now?!

Sanemi Shinazugawa was enraged.

……

While the Shinazugawa brothers were dealing with Hantengu, Zenitsu, who had gotten separated from Tanjiro and Inosuke, also encountered the person he wanted to meet... no, the demon.

"Mr. Beiming Island, are you sure you're not just wandering around aimlessly?"

"Or should we just listen to me?"

After getting separated from Tanjiro, Zenitsu reunited with Gyomei Himejima, the Stone Pillar, and then followed him.

It must be said that his robust height of over two meters gave Zenitsu a great sense of security.

Is this the strongest bodyguard of the Demon Slayer Corps?

So cool.

Suddenly, I realized that getting lost from Tanjiro and the others wasn't such a bad thing after all.

The fact that a blind man was leading the team made Zenitsu feel like he wanted to cry but had no tears.

The two ran down the corridor, not knowing where they were rushing to, but Zenitsu felt that they were getting further and further away from the battlefield.

"..." Beimingyu Xingming did not respond and abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Zenitsu almost bumped into his back because he wasn't paying attention. "Hey! Why did you suddenly..."

Suddenly, Zenitsu's pupils contracted, he shut his mouth, turned to look at the door in front of him, his eyes gradually turning cold, and walked past Himejima Gyomei to the front.

"You're here, aren't you?" Zenitsu looked ahead with a grim expression. "Come out."

"I know you're here."

Behind the door, a hand with black fingernails reached out, accompanied by a repulsive sound.

"How dare you talk to your senior brother like that? Although it looks a little more presentable, you still look like a poor wretch..."

The voice suddenly stopped, and Kaigaku, who had become a demon, stepped out from behind the door. When he saw the person behind Zenitsu, he froze and subconsciously took a step back.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down his cheek.

Why is this guy here?

He was completely unaware of it.

"It really is you... Kaigaku..." Himejima Gyomei said, his hands clasped together, neither sad nor happy.

Upon hearing his name called, Kaigaku took a deep breath and steadied himself.

So what if he's a pillar?

He's now the Upper Moon demon moon!

What?! The Demon Slayer Corps is the strongest!

Countless Pillars have died at the hands of the Upper Moon over the centuries!

Nothing to be afraid of.

He is no longer the weak version of himself who had to hide from this guy while working in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Thinking of this, Kaigaku stood still and looked arrogantly at the two of them: "In front of demons, numbers are meaningless."

"With a loser like you dragging along, do you think you can beat me?"

His last sentence was undoubtedly addressed to Kyōmei Himejima.

"Are you happy to be just a nobody who was casually brought up to squeeze into the bottom of the Upper Moon?" he mocked with a kind of cold indifference. "What right do you have to shout when you can't even do the First Form?"

Enraged by his sarcastic tone, Kaigaku laughed in exasperation and said, "That's still better than you, a piece of trash who only knows the First Form!"

Zenitsu opened his mouth, about to continue his verbal sparring, when Himejima Gyomei stood coldly in front of the two of them.

When that tall figure stood in front of him, Kaigaku's heart seemed to tighten.

It's just a bluff; its size is nothing compared to a ghost.

As Kaigaku was comforting himself, Himejima Gyomei suddenly spoke up: "There's something I really want to ask you."