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

In a remote and dilapidated clinic in a certain city.

"Dr. Tamayo, Miss Yuko, thank you so much." An old woman sincerely shook Tamayo's hand. "If it weren't for your help, Akane wouldn't be alive."

After saying that, she gently stroked the girl beside her.

Tamayo smiled slightly: "It's just a fever. The body temperature will gradually come down after the blood is drained. We didn't do anything."

Yuko carefully put away the bowl that contained a little less than half a bowl of blood.

As Tamayo explained, the principle behind bloodletting during fever is to lower body temperature by expelling internal heat toxins.

but……

Normal treatments certainly wouldn't require that much blood; usually, it would involve acupuncture.

Tamayo instructed, "Just make sure you get plenty of nutrition during this time."

After all, so much blood was lost.

"I know you two don't accept money, but please, you must accept this." The old woman opened the basket she was carrying with trembling hands.

Inside were several fish that were relatively fresh, with little air intake and a lot of air output.

It had a strong fishy smell; even an ordinary person could smell it.

Their clinic was particularly famous in the neighborhood for not charging money, so many people came to see them, and sometimes they would encounter people like today who would repay them with gifts.

This time, Tamayo did not refuse, but turned to look at Ikuko, indicating that she should accept it.

"Please wait a moment." Yu Zi took the basket, turned around and went into the inner room, put the fish into the water tank, and then came out to return the basket and see the two off.

They escorted the old woman to the door.

"take care."

The old woman turned around, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Recently, there have been terrifying incidents of young girls disappearing in the city. There are rumors that cannibalistic ghosts have entered the city."

"Please make sure to lock your doors and windows at home tonight and be careful."

Yu Ziwei was taken aback and asked, "Where is it?"

"In the area from the west of the city to the south."

The old woman gave a few more instructions before leaving with her granddaughter.

Tamayo sat in the shade of the room, watching Ikuko standing in the sunlight, seeing the two off, and couldn't help but drift into a daze.

Sure enough, no matter how many times I watch it, it still feels unbelievable.

What Muzan had always dreamed of had been achieved so easily.

Yu Zi watched the old man leave and then returned to the house.

The man who had been waiting on one side of the house for an unknown amount of time finally spoke up: "Um, Dr. Tamayo, could you please prescribe some medicine to treat my external injuries?"

Tamayo stepped forward to check and found that the man had severe abrasions on his elbow.

The man explained, "I tripped and fell while I was gathering herbs on the mountain."

Zhu Shi smiled and took out a plaster from the medicine cabinet: "Put this on the wound, and it will be almost healed in three to five days."

The man gratefully accepted the medicine, handed the two the fruit that was beside him, and then left.

Although there were no explicit requirements, giving gifts in return for coming to see a doctor seemed to have become an unwritten rule.

Many patients who came afterward followed this rule, even if they didn't know it at the time, they would catch up later.

However... no one can eat this fruit.

Yuko put away the fruit with some regret.

Tamayo tidied up the medicine cabinet and chuckled, "Thanks to Yuko's help, quite a few people now regard us as renowned doctors who heal external injuries."

Yuko smiled helplessly.

The ointment that Tamayo just used actually contained Ikuko's blood.

Even though it is diluted, it can still heal external injuries in a very short time.

"It's getting dark, I'll go cook dinner," Yu Zi said, glancing outside. "We're in for a treat today."

Tamayo smiled slightly: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Yuko."

When Yuko talks about cooking, she certainly doesn't mean actually cooking dishes.

Ghosts cannot eat human food, but they can eat animals, or rather... blood food.

Yuko went to the back of the house and scooped the fish out of the water tank. Using her skillful knife work, she removed the scales and bones, washed away the blood, and plated the fish.

That is, sashimi (raw fish slices).

After placing the sashimi on the table, Tamayo divided the little girl's blood into two portions and handed one portion to Ikuko as if it were a drink.

This is a method of eating that Yuko researched, and she found it to be exceptionally effective.

While it certainly can't compare to the physical recovery from eating people, it's still better than just drinking blood.

Most importantly, it's not that abnormal.

Raw fish slices are acceptable, though.

The two ate their dinner politely; if one ignored the strange blood in their glasses, it would look like ordinary people eating.

Many years have passed since the two met, and now it is the Edo period.

Over the years, Tamayo has been working hard to overcome her appetite. Compared to when the two first met, Tamayo has not eaten a human corpse for a long time.

Just like quitting drugs, overcoming the urge to eat is difficult, but with Ikuko as a prime example, Tamayo was able to persevere.

During the meal, Tamayo asked, "Regarding the girl's disappearance, does Ikuko want to go check on her?"

Yu Zi nodded slightly: "Yes, since we've run into them, we should go and take a look."

She doesn't actively seek out evil spirits, but if she happens to encounter one nearby, Yuko will still find a way to deal with it.

As for the Demon Slayer Corps, it seems to be recovering, but the members' strengths are mostly uneven, so they may not be able to take care of everyone.

Yuko suddenly asked, "By the way, when are we leaving here?"

Tamayo pondered for a moment: "Let's wait a while longer."

"Mm." Yu Zi nodded slightly.

To prevent ordinary people from knowing about their immortality, they move every few years.

This is already their umpteenth move.

After dinner, it was getting dark outside.

Yuko put on a straw hat, covered the lower half of her face with a white cloth, and wore two swords at her waist.

"Then I'm going out."

Tamayo cautioned, "If you encounter members of the Demon Slayer Corps, please be careful."

"I know."

Even in the future, there will still be the saying that those who are not of our kind will surely have different intentions.

Not to mention this era.

Especially since they are members of the Demon Slayer Corps who have an extreme hatred for demons, it is impossible for them to have peaceful communication with them given their current status.

Yuko concealed her presence and headed west of the city.

If I remember correctly, that place should be a slum.

The more dilapidated a place is, the worse its security measures tend to be.

The probability of encountering a ghost is indeed not small.

Yuko arrived at the slum under the moonlight. There were homeless people dressed as beggars everywhere on the street, and there was suspicious excrement on the ground.

A drunkard dressed as a homeless man is standing upright facing the wall, unbuckling his belt.

Now it's not suspicious at all.

This place is practically a lawless zone.

Unless there is a riot, no one will govern.

It would be quite difficult for a ghost to sense the presence of evil spirits in such an environment.

Yuko frowned slightly.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps approached from behind, then stopped.

Yuko turned around to look.