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

Chapter 362 Mr. Yoriichi, you must be very happy, right?

Having successfully guided everyone in the right direction, Yuko breathed a sigh of relief.

Her clone should be able to protect the others for the time being. At worst, she can still chat with Kokushibo and exchange pleasantries.

Kokushibo never considered anyone else as his opponent from the beginning, and he fought as he pleased without taking it too seriously.

What an arrogant fellow...

Even she fell victim to these guys, so Kokushibo will probably suffer soon too.

Yuko felt a tightness in her chest, as if she was convinced that Kokushibo would be defeated by everyone.

She quickly shook her head; she no longer had the time or energy to pay attention to him.

She has more important things to do.

At worst, we can just wait until that scumbag brother dies and then erect a monument for him.

If she has lived for hundreds of years and is still confused at the crucial moment of the final battle, then Muzan doesn't even need to lift a finger; she will just cut her own throat and die!

So……

Next comes her battle.

Yuko looked up at the huge cocoon hanging between the two tall buildings in the distance.

She's almost there.

……

“Yuko…” Kokushibo murmured.

Although it wasn't his original self, he already knew that his feelings for this younger sister hadn't faded or disappeared over time.

Even though things have come to this point, he still hopes that the other person can stand by his side.

Holding the scabbard she'd borrowed from Shinobu Kocho, Yuuko pointed at Kokushibo and said menacingly, "I'm giving you one last chance. Come to my side! Join us in fighting Muzan!"

Blood was insufficient to sustain anything beyond her physical form, since she had never imagined her blood would serve this purpose in the first place.

Kokushibo: "..."

That seems to be the words he wanted to say.

Kokushibo calmly saw through her plan: "You're trying to stall for time, aren't you?"

Based on his understanding of Yuko, the only reason she wouldn't choose to join forces with others to launch an attack on him at this time was that she was waiting for others to gather around.

Fortunately, the shape made of red crystal didn't reveal much of an emotional change, otherwise Yuko would have been embarrassed.

Hey!

This guy is from hundreds of years ago, can you please stop acting like you know her so well?

Yuko muttered a couple of complaints in a low voice.

But at the same time, the stagnation in her heart deepened even more.

Yuko sighed: "Brother, is your obsession with Yoriichi really that deep?"

Upon hearing this familiar address, Kokushibo's body stiffened slightly.

Here we go again, my sister's lecture.

"So deep that they're willing to turn themselves into monsters..."

"Further words are pointless." Kokushibo raised his demon blade expressionlessly, making his stance clear.

To be honest, Kokushibo didn't dislike Yuuko's interactions with him. It was just that Yuuko's words often pinpointed his inner thoughts, giving him the illusion of being stripped naked and facing Yuuko.

He feared that if things continued like this, his resolve would be shaken.

Surpassing Yoriichi has become his obsession, and he is willing to do anything for this long-cherished wish.

Even if it means... becoming enemies with this younger sister again...

Yuko was silent for a moment: "...I understand."

"Everyone, be careful," Yu Zi warned the people behind her. "Be careful not to die."

As long as she has a breath left, she can be saved.

Everyone nodded solemnly.

Yuko glanced at Tanjiro's position; she had to wake him up first.

"Shinobu, could you please go and wake Tanjiro up?"

"Hmm." Shinobu Kocho, who had narrowly escaped death, quickly regained her composure.

Of course, Yuko's presence might also have played a part in this.

……

Just as everyone was at a stalemate, Tanjiro, who was still unconscious, returned to the place he remembered.

"Mr. Yoriichi, please have some tea."

"Thanks, Tanji."

Just like before, he couldn't control his own actions and could only watch the actions of this person named 'Tanji' from the perspective of an observer.

Tanjiro knew very well that this person was his ancestor.

This is the person who inherited the earrings from Mr. Yoriichi.

The memory of our ancestors, a memory so profound that it has been passed down through genes.

These must be very precious memories for Tanjiro.

This time, Tanjiro learned about Yoriichi's tragic life from him.

He failed to save his wife and children, failed to protect Yuko, and failed to kill Muzan...

Tanjiro had already heard these stories from Ikuko, but hearing them told by Yoriichi himself seemed to evoke different feelings.

He felt very sad, not knowing whether it was because Yoriichi's story was too profound or because of Tanjiki's influence.

Of course, it's also possible that when Ms. Yuko talks about these things, she often adds a few of her own complaints.

For example, Yoriichi is such a blockhead, I'm the one who takes care of him most of the time.

For example, although I often visit your ancestors, I also help with chores.

This makes those who are listening to her story completely unworrying, and they might even think she's lying through her teeth.

Speaking of which... where is Miss Yuko?

He subconsciously turned his head, and Tanjiro also happened to turn his head at the same time.

Then, Tanjiro froze completely.

My mouth... I'm drooling!

Ms. Yu, who was holding her child, was completely unaware that her drool had dripped onto the child's face, and looked at him with a blank expression.

……

"Compared to a careless man, Miss Yuko is definitely more reassuring." After the initial fluster, Tanjiro's wife, Akiko, said this with a smile.

Tanjiro broke out in a cold sweat, looking at Miss Yuko who was sitting stiffly in place holding her child, and thought to himself.

At this moment, Miss Yuko's complexion looked completely recovered. Coupled with her drooling earlier, had she turned into a ghost?

but……

He watched Yuko in the shadows, seemingly still unable to overcome her weakness to sunlight.

For Tanjiro, this memory was also precious. At this time, Miss Yuko seemed to smile more... no, it didn't seem so.

Tanjiro suddenly realized that Miss Ikuko seemed to have changed a lot since they first met, without him noticing.

Is it because of Miss Shinobu?

Perhaps this is the true nature of Miss Yuko; it's just that centuries of loneliness have forced her to wear a mask.

Now it's just that they've taken off their masks and returned to their original selves.

The two stayed at Tanji's house for a while, and before they knew it, it was time to say goodbye.

“You seem to see me as someone special, but that’s not the case.”

“I can’t protect anything important. I haven’t done anything I was supposed to do in my life. I’m a worthless man.”

When Yoriichi lamented his incompetence, Tanjiro felt sorrow for the man before him.

Please do not...

"Please don't say that..." Yuko's voice rang out, causing Tanjiro to momentarily lose his composure.

He watched as Mr. Yoriichi turned his back to Ms. Yuuko, a slight smile playing on his lips.

in fact……

Miss Yuko's words weren't entirely lies, were they?

Mr. Yoriichi... he must be very happy.