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

Chapter 369 She was clearly just lying

As expected, Kokushimona's decapitated body began to move.

The flesh and blood in the neck area had regenerated rapidly, and the blood had congealed.

He was wielding a huge demon blade and slashing at Tanjiro.

Tanjiro broke out in a cold sweat.

At this distance, his head would be severed by Kokushibo before he could smash it.

Moreover, Tanjiro cannot guarantee that cutting off Kokushibo's head will necessarily prevent him from completing his regeneration.

At this moment, Tanjiro felt a pang of regret.

That was too reckless.

"Tanjiro!" Everyone could only watch helplessly as the massive body brought down the demon blade on Tanjiro, as if they were about to witness the loss of their friend.

Inosuke and Zenitsu sprang into action, with Zenitsu crackling with golden lightning as he attempted to unleash the Fire and Thunder God technique once more.

But given the location and distance, it's too late.

A gust of wind ruffled Tanjiro's hair, and Ikuko's silhouette came into view.

Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief and looked down to see that his Nichirin Blade had successfully pierced through Kokushibo's head.

Kokushibo's cheek was pierced, and he stared wide-eyed at Ikuko, who was standing behind Tanjiro and had blocked the attack for him.

Just a little bit...

Just as Yuko was about to speak, the body of Kokushibo that she was blocking suddenly increased its strength.

Sure enough, simply piercing his head wasn't enough to kill him.

Yuko never underestimated Kokushibo. Although he wasn't the strongest, whether as a human or a demon, his power was still undeniable.

Kokushimona's severed neck, which had stopped regenerating, began to writhe incessantly, as if trying to grow another head from its neck.

"Miss Yuko!" Tanjiro was at a loss for what to do when he saw this.

A new head can grow back from the neck, making it an even more powerful being than Upper Moon Three they encountered on the Mugen Train.

How to do!

If even beheading with a Nichirin Blade can't kill him, wouldn't he just be another Muzan?

The others' expressions also turned grim.

If they survived being decapitated, it means all their previous efforts were in vain.

Even if you cut your opponent into pieces, you can regenerate.

In comparison, they simply don't have enough manpower to drag such a monster along.

Keeping Muzan occupied until dawn was already an unimaginable task.

Just as everyone was at a loss, Yuko suddenly said, "You should leave first."

“Go in that direction, Muzan is over there.” Yuko looked in one direction.

"Eh? But..." Shinobu Kocho hesitated.

"Leave this to me." Yuko stopped Kokushibo's restless body and said calmly, "There's no point in continuing to entangle here."

Everyone understood what Yuko meant, but with only one clone left behind, they were unable to stop Kokushibo.

Given the body's regeneration speed, the outline of the head is almost complete, and it will probably be able to regenerate in just a few minutes.

Ultimately, Himejima Gyomei made his judgment.

"Let's go." With that, he put away his weapon first and turned to leave.

Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to follow.

Shinobu hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly to Ikuko and left.

Tanjiro added worriedly, "Miss Ikuko, be careful."

Yuko watched them leave, ignoring the restless body before her, and turned to sit down in front of Kokushibo. She gently placed her hand on his face and whispered:

"That's enough!"

Kokushibo just stared straight at her; he hadn't given up yet.

Yuko looked down at him with a heavy heart: "Just how much more trouble do you want to cause me...?"

"Do you remember what I said before?" Yuko lowered her head, her voice very calm, "Whether it's Yoriichi or Iwakatsu, they are both brothers I am proud of."

Ikuko...

A hint of hesitation and pain flashed across Kokushibo's face, making him appear extremely conflicted.

"Kuroshibo! What are you doing?! If you can move, stop them right now!" Muzan's cold command echoed in his mind.

Kokushibo's physical body walked towards Yuko, raising the Hollow Crying God in his hand, about to bring it down.

“I still remember things from before. I’ve kept that flute very well…” Yu Zi said, subconsciously reaching into her bosom before belatedly realizing that she was just a clone.

Yu Zi paused for a moment, then continued, "I've always known that you became a ghost because of me."

"I just can't quite accept the fact that I'm still alive."

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me."

Upon hearing this, Kokushibo's eyes trembled slightly, and his heart wavered.

The tall figure behind Yuko began to struggle.

Memories welled up in my mind like a spring.

Yes.

He didn't become a demon and live to this day simply to surpass Yoriichi.

His initial desire was to save Yuko.

I've seen enough of my sister being tormented by illness every day, my sister writhing in pain on the bed in the middle of the night.

He wanted to bring his sister back from the brink of death.

That's actually what he should be thinking.

Kokushibo's eyes turned to Yuuko, his lips moving slightly: "Yuuko..."

Am I a good older brother?

Yuko gently stroked his cheek: "Of course, you are my favorite older brother."

"Kuroshibo!! You bastard!!! You don't even listen to me anymore?!"

Ignoring the angry, questioning voice in his mind, Kokushibo gently closed his eyes.

'Brother, you don't need to prove anything to anyone. I've always been proud of you.'

'Whether it's my older brother or Yoriichi, they are both unique in my eyes.'

'I will regard this flute given to me by my elder brother as my elder brother…'

As two youthful and gentle voices rang in his mind, Kokushibo's consciousness gradually sank into darkness.

Sorry... Ikuko, Enichi...

His head, which had been pierced by Tanjiro but had already regenerated, showed cracks on his cheeks.

Upon seeing this, Yu Zi's heart tightened, and she subconsciously called out, "Brother..."

The fleshy tumor on Kokushibo's body, which had already developed the outline of a head, then began to weather away.

Soon, his tall body turned into ashes and was blown away.

……

Yuko sat there for a while before picking out the bag containing the flute from the ashes that had dissipated from Iwakatsu's body and gently opening it.

Inside lay two broken wooden flutes.

Yuko stared blankly at the flute, then sat motionless in place once more.

"I'm sorry... I lied to you again."

She actually hates it the most.

This brother who betrayed them.

The brother who killed too many innocent people.

She clearly only felt that beheading was no longer enough to control Yan Sheng, so she tried to win him over psychologically.

Why... why was I so easily persuaded by her...?

What do you mean by being proud of your brother...?

It sounds so fake...

She herself got goosebumps just talking about it...

Tears were streaming down Yuko's face.