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

"That's quite surprising, miss. You wouldn't happen to be a Pillar, would you?"

"Doma asked with a surprised expression."

Unsurprisingly, Doma was already predisposed to see Ikuko in her Demon Slayer Corps uniform under her cloak.

Of course, this is not important; it's just a way to make a deeper impression.

Whenever they engage in battle, her breathing technique will reveal her identity to Doma.

There was no urgent desire to engage in battle, and the body was incredibly relaxed...

This ghost... is really arrogant.

As if they were old acquaintances, Douma said in surprise, "If it weren't for that awful floral scent on you, I wouldn't have been able to detect your presence at all."

That's only natural; in the realm of transparency, or rather, the supreme realm, concealing one's aura is a basic skill.

As for the floral fragrance that Doma mentioned, it was actually the wisteria sachet she wore at her waist.

It was used to mask her scent.

Even if she had never eaten a human, a ghost is still a ghost, and its aura is always different from that of a human.

However, since Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen are either slaying demons or on their way to slay demons, it's normal for them to have demonic auras on them.

Combined with the fragrance of wisteria, it is generally impossible to confirm her identity.

But because of the fragrance of the flowers, her location was discovered by the other party.

Yuko originally intended to wait until the other party made a move before going out to stop them, so as to dissuade the girl from her suicidal thoughts.

A girl who comes out like this and doesn't get to see Doma's true face will only be a die-hard fan of Doma even if she comes to her senses.

It seems she's gotten herself into trouble.

Doma sat down cross-legged at the table with a relaxed air, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it towards Yuko: "Would you like some tea, Miss?"

Yu Zi didn't stand on ceremony, sat down in front of him, and drank the tea.

Doma's expression froze for a moment, then he blinked and a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm so touched! You're the first demon hunter to accept my kindness!"

"Ah, Miss, please be sure to tell me your name."

Doma was so moved that he sat there cross-legged, swaying from side to side.

Yu Zi drank it all in one gulp. It was just ordinary tea, most likely replaced by a believer.

For a ghost, the taste is definitely not good.

Yu Zi put down her teacup and said abruptly, "Tell me, are you really that touched?"

Doma's swaying body stopped, and he maintained his smiling expression.

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Yuko glanced at him indifferently: "Your smile... looks a bit fake."

When a normal person experiences emotional fluctuations, their brain undergoes subtle changes, and ghosts are no exception.

But the guy in front of her only showed a slight fluctuation the moment she sat down to drink tea.

You could say you have a transparent world, and no one can lie to you unless that person's mental fortitude is so extraordinary that it's unimaginable to ordinary people.

He can even deceive himself.

Like a mental patient.

If he says he can fly, then there's nothing wrong with his mind; he probably genuinely believes he can fly.

"..." Douma's smile faltered somewhat awkwardly. He looked into Yuuko's eyes and changed the subject, saying, "Miss, you have very beautiful eyes~"

"Same as mine."

"We might get along really well~"

As he spoke, Doma playfully pointed to his seven-colored eyes.

Because he also had a pair of unusual eyes, he didn't find Yuko strange at all.

Yuko: "You can't say you don't eat people."

Doma looked somewhat regretful: "This might be a bit difficult."

The regret on his face vanished in an instant, and he looked at Yuko with an excited expression, saying, "Speaking of which, Miss, you are my favorite type."

"Gentle, strong..."

Yu Zi tilted her head: "Where did you see that I'm gentle?"

"None of the demon hunters I've met before have spoken to me as calmly as you have, Miss."

Doma poured tea for Ikuko with a smile.

"What should I do? I'm getting more and more eager to eat Miss up!"

"Hey, let me eat you up, that way you can live forever with me."

Yuko picked up her teacup: "You seem to really enjoy this kind of flamboyant performance."

"Perhaps because they cannot feel human emotions."

Doma's smile faded: "I'm a demon, so it's normal that I can't feel human emotions, right?"

"I mean when you were alive."

"It's sad that I can't understand this feeling."

Uh-huh~

Suddenly, a golden iron fan rapidly magnified in Yuko's eyes, accompanied by Doma's cold face.

But the next moment, a hint of surprise appeared on his cold face.

Yuko had already picked up the Nichirin sword from her waist at some point, and used the blade and the white cloth to press the iron fan down on the tea table.

quickly!

This woman... is indeed no ordinary person.

Doma thought to himself.

Yu Zi said calmly, "Wouldn't that make you angry?"

Doma was taken aback.

angry?

What I just did was...

Before he could finish his surprise, the blue Nichirin Blade was already right in front of him.

Tong Mo waved his iron fan to block the blade, looked at the light blue blade, and said with some regret.

"It's a water jet. What a pity, I've already lost interest in Water Breathing."

"If you don't have any other means, Miss, then I'll have no choice but to eat you up."

Yuko narrowed her eyes. Was this demon also gathering information about swordsmen?

"Don't worry, I don't intend to be eaten by you here."

Yuko drew her knife.

"Water Breathing - First Form: Water Surface Slash!"

Yuko crossed her arms and unleashed a powerful, flat slash, sharp and decisive.

"Blood Demon Art: Manlid".

Doma waved his iron fan, and several ice vines wrapped with ice lotus flowers rushed towards Yuko from all directions.

Is it related to ice-based vampire magic?

They really were destined to be together.

Yu Zi forcibly stopped her attack and leaped high into the air, stepping on the ice vines.

"Water Breathing - Form 8 - Takitsubo!"

A powerful slash, like a waterfall, crashed down on Doma.

Doma stepped back, crossed his arms, and waved his fans, sending out a barrage of tiny ice petals like blades.

"Blood Demon Art: Scattered Lotus Flowers".

"Water Breathing, Unleashed Form, Tide of Strike".

The relentless, continuous slashes shattered the ice petals one by one.

The ice crystals, like shards, entered her lungs through her respiratory tract, causing Yuko's attack to falter slightly.

Ok?

Douma asked in surprise, "Did you notice?"

What a perceptive woman!

Yuko sheathed her sword and retreated, carefully sensing the state of her body.

These cold air masses...

poisonous.

The toxins were damaging her lungs.

Yuko's eyelids twitched; she wondered if she had some grudge against this kind of ghost.

Having already suffered a severe setback with this method, how could Yuko possibly fall into the same trap again?

Moreover, this toxin has little effect on her now, as her lungs are rapidly repairing themselves while being damaged.

But the current situation is no longer suitable for continuing the fight.

Yuko glanced around the messy room.

The commotion... has gotten a bit too big.