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

Chapter 353 As long as I can survive, nothing else matters.

"Huh?" Kaigaku frowned deeply. "At this point, I have nothing to say to you."

"Is this how you treat your former benefactor?" Zenitsu sneered. "No wonder you turned into a demon and betrayed everyone, even abandoning your grandfather."

During his special training with the Stone Pillar, he and Inosuke learned about his relationship with Kaigaku from the Stone Pillar.

Because Gyomei Himejima had mentioned it to Ikuko, she knew that Kaigaku had studied under the former Sound Pillar, Kuwajima, along with Zenitsu.

“Because that’s the kind of person you are, you always have been, and you still are… Am I right?” Zenitsu pointed at him angrily, his eyes filled with contempt. “You ungrateful beast!”

The veins on Kaigaku's forehead gradually became more grotesque, as if they were about to burst.

But in an instant, his angry expression suddenly stopped, his expression calmed down, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"I knew I didn't like you at all from the very beginning, Zenitsu."

“Me too…” Zenitsu said coldly, about to reply.

Kaigaku raised his head slightly, a hint of pleasure in his expression: "That old man, he's already committed seppuku, hasn't he?"

“If his disciple becomes a ghost, he cannot escape the responsibility of committing suicide.”

Zenitsu's forehead creased with a well-shaped character: "You're such a beast! Grandpa was so good to you, and you knew that becoming a ghost might kill him. Don't you feel any guilt?"

"Guilt? What a joke!" Kaiyue scoffed, "I don't care about people who look down on me!"

"I will only follow those who can accurately evaluate me, no matter what!"

"It's good that the old man is dead. I put in so much effort but he didn't give me the position of heir. Instead, he foolishly wanted me and a piece of trash like you to inherit the throne together."

"I don't care if you're Yuan Zhu or anyone else, I don't care about that old, blind, stinky man!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zenitsu lowered his head, his fingers clenched into fists, making a squeaking sound.

"Heh..." Zenitsu chuckled coldly, "I thought you at least had a conscience."

This guy can no longer be called a human being... no, he hasn't been a human being for a long time.

People who have lost their moral compass are no different from livestock.

Zenitsu suddenly felt relieved. He was really something else; he had actually talked so much nonsense with this guy.

But no matter what, there was one thing he wanted to share with the other person: he wanted to see the other person's expression of impotent rage.

Zenitsu said coldly, "It's a pity that I couldn't grant your wish. Grandpa is still alive."

Kaigaku was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled: "That old man, has he lost all sense of shame?"

"Could it be that he's afraid of dying?"

"Don't compare your grandfather to a maggot like you."

He did hope that his grandfather, fearing death, would be able to relinquish some of his dignity.

But if it weren't for the fact that our lord is willing to risk everything, Grandpa definitely wouldn't have complied.

Kaigaku responded with a cold laugh, and was about to reply when Himejima Gyomei, standing in front of him, suddenly put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer.

"Amitabha..." Tears streamed down the cheeks of Himejima Gyomei's eyes. "It seems there's no need to pursue the answer anymore..."

"Seeking answers?" Kaigaku twisted his neck and looked at him.

"Ah, you don't mean to talk about that time, do you?" Kaigaku suddenly realized, then shrugged nonchalantly. "Just ask if you want to."

"I just want to survive."

"I just want to survive..." Zenitsu muttered to himself, "I'd betray my comrades just to survive."

"Don't look at me like that, Zenitsu." Kaigaku sneered, probably sensing the disdain in Zenitsu's voice. "All you can do is abandon others and run away."

Zenitsu's eyes grew even colder: "That's better than you betraying your comrades, you beast."

Kaigaku suddenly broke down, waving his hand and shouting, "What did I do wrong? I just wanted to live!"

"As long as you survive, everything is worth it."

"...So that's what you think." Himejima Gyomei slowly lowered his clasped hands and gripped the Nichirin Blade at his waist... No, it shouldn't be called a Nichirin Blade.

The weapon, made from the same material, crimson sand iron, is a broad axe and a meteor hammer linked by chains, and looks extremely imposing.

Seeing this, Zenitsu also gripped the Nichirin Blade at his waist.

"As long as you... kill Muzan, Grandpa can live in this world openly and honestly."

Upon hearing Zenitsu's words, Kaigaku's eyes darkened.

"You still don't understand..."

"Alright, I'll show you the insurmountable gap between humans and demons."

Kaigaku shook his head, looking utterly bewildered.

He understood this when he was still a Demon Slayer Corps swordsman.

The demons are far more powerful than humans.

This can be seen from the secrecy of the Demon Slayer Corps' base.

If they weren't afraid of being hunted down by Lord Muzan, why would they need to hide their base?

From beginning to end, they claimed to be fighting Muzan, but in reality, they had no strength to confront demons head-on.

The fact that the sequence of the waxing crescent moon has remained unchanged for hundreds of years is the best proof of this.

This was the result of his personal experience with that monstrous guy.

Can't win.

He couldn't think of any way to defeat his opponent, so he could only kowtow and beg for mercy.

He didn't feel it was dishonorable; as he said, as long as he could survive, anything was worth it.

Therefore, he has now gained even greater power.

It is a power far exceeding that of humans.

Do not overestimate your own capabilities.

This is Kaigaku's true thought.

Kaigaku gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

It was a demon blade, just like Kokushibo's, made from his own flesh and blood.

In order to avoid having to readjust, I chose the same style as the Nichirin sword I used before.

Zenitsu scoffed, "After becoming a demon, is something missing from your head?"

Are ghosts necessarily stronger than humans?

"Maybe, but what right do you, a piece of trash at the bottom of the class, have to talk big?"

At least he didn't feel any pressure from this guy.

He's far inferior to even the brother and sister ghosts who were his predecessors, let alone the other Upper Moons.

Zenitsu even doubted whether Muzan had something wrong with his brain, wondering how someone like him could be considered a Upper Rank Demon Moon.

Having been mocked for being the worst student so many times, Kaigaku's rationality was on the verge of collapse, and he shouted, "Don't compare me to a piece of trash like you!"

He took the initiative and slashed at the two men with his sword.

"Thunder Breathing - Fourth Form - Far Thunder!!!"

Dark lightning spread out like a spider web from Kaigaku as its center, crackling incessantly.

"Did you see that?! This is the power of a demon! Power beyond human capabilities!" Kaigaku shouted, his expression contorted with rage. "Can human breathing techniques achieve this level?!"