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

"Will it succeed?"

Through the talisman affixed to her forehead, Tamayo placed her hands on the table and leaned forward slightly, as if hoping to see more clearly this way.

"Yes, trust them." Kagaya Ubuyashiki smiled slightly; he was the one who had just given the order.

Kagaya Ubuyashiki's voice was very calm, but his slightly trembling hands proved his inner tension.

Was it the progenitor of ghosts?

Their fighting power is truly astonishing.

If it weren't for Miss Yu Zi's help, he wouldn't have believed how many people he would have lost... no, he was afraid that even if he lost people, he still wouldn't be able to hold off the other side.

"Everyone will succeed." Ubuyashiki Amane noticed her husband's nervousness and gently placed her hand on his back to comfort him.

Concerned about Kagaya's condition, Ubuyashiki Amane entrusted the four children to Kanzaki Aoi and Nezuko at the Butterfly Mansion, and returned to the operations room alone to keep everyone company.

The more people use Yushiro's Blood Demon Art talisman, the less effective it becomes.

In order to ensure control of the situation and make judgments within it, only Tamayo and Kagaya Ubuyashiki used the operations room.

Kagaya Ubuyashiki was there to guide everyone's actions correctly, while Tamayo was there to check on Muzan's condition to prevent everyone from making serious misjudgments.

No one could judge Muzan's condition better than her, not even Ikuko and Tanjiro with their Clear Vision.

Without a doubt, now is the best opportunity to kill Muzan.

The sun rises, and even if it takes lives, we will trap Muzan here to die.

In fact, Kagaya Ubuyashiki did not say such a thing, but the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps were planning to do so.

They gathered in front of Muzan, intending to risk their lives to create an opportunity for the Pillars and prevent Muzan from escaping.

Even just a second would be fine.

"Get out of my way, you bug!" Muzan was so annoyed that his brain was about to explode, and the fleshy whip on his body shot out.

Why are all those pillars and those ants so desperately trying to get in his way?!

Why are there so many people with mental problems in this world?

Isn't it good to be alive? Why do you have to seek death?

"Everyone!"

Faced with Muzan's flesh whip, which was powerful enough to sever a body, the swordsmen resolutely gathered in front of Muzan, not intimidated by his imposing aura at all.

What gave them the courage to do so was the anger in their hearts.

"Kibutsuji Muzan! Your end has come!"

The crowd shouted and drew their Nichirin Blades to block Muzan's path.

The relatives who died tragically because of Muzan were what sustained their determination to stand before Muzan.

"Go away!!!"

Muzan commanded his flesh whip to lash out at the group.

"Stop it!" The Pillars chasing after Muzan drew their Nichirin Blades in an attempt to stop him.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Yuko approached Tanjiro, whose fate was unknown, and saliva involuntarily spilled from the corner of her mouth due to the delicious smell emanating from Tanjiro.

"Please, I really will eat properly when I get back this time." Yuko covered her stomach with one hand and raised the other hand towards Muzan.

"Blood Demon Art..."

The surrounding ice cracked, and chunks of ice flipped up and attacked Muzan from both sides.

When a person is struggling to survive, that is when they are most dangerous. At this moment, Muzan almost returned to his peak condition from just a few hours earlier.

The ice blocks that Yuko had piled up were easily shattered by the flesh whip and slashed towards the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen in front of her.

"Oh!!!"

The swordsmen did not back down at all, raising their Nichirin Blades to block the attack.

"Sigh." Yu Zi closed her eyes slightly.

tearing~

As limbs and severed arms flew up like a piece of silk being torn apart, Muzan's figure darted through the air, fleeing forward.

The walls built by the swordsmen collapsed with a roar before they could even gain half a second.

Even after undergoing special training from the Pillars, the swordsmen who hadn't even been able to activate their Demon Slayer Marks couldn't hold back Muzan for even a moment, even at the cost of their lives.

The efforts of mediocre people are not even worth as much as grains of sand.

As Muzan ran across the blood-red ice rink, his speed increasing until he was about to disappear from their sight, everyone felt immense torment. Despair began to grow within them, and even their desperately running legs unconsciously slowed down.

Whether it was a lack of strength or physical exhaustion from a night of continuous fighting, the fact was that Muzan was about to escape!

A sense of despair rose in everyone's hearts; they were too slow.

Even though Yuko had already opened a passage for them, they still couldn't outrun Muzan, who was being blocked by everyone.

too slow.

It's really too slow.

They were so slow that they missed their best opportunity.

Just as everyone slowed down, they suddenly caught a glimpse of a golden light chasing after them from behind, growing brighter and brighter.

Nourishing~

A golden-red flash passed by the group.

"Zenitsu?!" Amidst their inner elation, the crowd finally recognized the figure in the flash of light.

It is not Zen-Yi.

"Tanjiro?!"

"That blade..."

Everyone watched with great joy as Tanjiro shot out like a rocket, wielding a crimson blade, and their pace quickened once more.

Tanjiro, who had regained his footing thanks to Yuuko's treatment, chased after the others before his injuries had fully healed.

The technique of Thunder Breathing, which I learned from Zenitsu.

Although Tanjiro's talent in breathing techniques is not as great as Yuuko's, his talent is still in a class of its own. He imitates the sword form of the First Form of Thunder Breathing, channeling his power into his feet and unleashing it. With Yuuko's help in opening a passage, he quickly approaches Muzan's figure.

"Sun Breathing - First Form - Round Dance Flash!"

The blazing crimson blade sliced ​​through the air, illuminating the ground in front of Muzan.

Muzan instinctively turned around and saw Tanjiro's ferocious figure flying in mid-air, wielding a crimson blade and slashing towards him.

Muzan raised his hands, and his thick arms, which could have blocked Zenitsu and Inosuke's sword-shaped attacks, were severed in two.

The intense, tearing sensation instantly struck his brain.

He knife!

That's the technique!

This brat! He actually mastered it too!

Even as Muzan was still in shock, Tanjiro's movements did not stop.

The sword form of Sun Breathing repeats itself continuously, from the first form's circular dance to the twelfth form's flame dance, and then the thirteenth form is linked together.

Unlike Yoriichi, whose sword strikes were connected in a split second, even Tanjiro, who activated his Crimson Blade, took far longer to connect his sword strikes than a split second.

But Yoriichi was enough to defeat Muzan in an instant, so Tanjiro didn't need to go to Yoriichi's level.

The connected sword shapes successfully disrupted Muzan's rhythm, and the dazzling, firework-like sword strikes left wounds on Muzan's body.

The location of the wound was surprisingly the same as the one Yoriichi had left hundreds of years ago.