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

It's like a stranger coming to your doorstep and telling you that aliens are about to attack and asking you to come with him to take refuge, while subtly gesturing to the gun at his waist.

Are you sure this isn't a threat?

How can you expect someone who has never seen a ghost to believe in its existence?

But looking at the other person's refined and serious expression, Kamado Aoi couldn't tell that the other person was lying at all, and even felt a faint sense of agreement in her heart.

Nezuko felt the same way. Her reason told her that the person in front of her was most likely a liar, even though he was very handsome and gentle.

But emotionally, she felt that someone who would show such an expression couldn't possibly be a bad person.

She was genuinely worried about them.

Seeing the hesitant expressions on everyone's faces, Yuko could understand.

She took two steps back.

"please wait for a moment."

Yuko slowly drew her Nichirin Blade from her waist. Her movements were slow, leaving enough safe distance and giving everyone time to react.

Even so, Kamado Aoi instinctively shielded the children in front of her.

"Don't be nervous," Yu Zi explained, focusing her attention on the knife.

"Madam, please look."

As Yuko's voice rang out, a faint orange-red breath escaped from her mouth, and the blade in her hand suddenly transformed into a crimson sword, as red as a fire poker.

"Wow~" The two children, who had never seen much of the world, stared wide-eyed and exclaimed in surprise.

Kamado Hime hesitated to speak, but then saw Ikuko suddenly practicing swordsmanship in the snow.

Gradually, Kamado Aoi's gaze turned to surprise.

This is……

“It’s Daddy’s Kagura dance!” Nezuko exclaimed in surprise first.

The orange-red flames, accompanied by the crimson blade, were exceptionally dazzling. The intense heat melted the snow on the ground, and even people several meters away could feel the heat.

As the eldest daughter of the Kamado family, when she was old enough to remember things, her father's health had not yet deteriorated to the point of being unable to move.

I also witnessed my father's ritual to the fire god on a snowy night, and the dance he performed during the ritual.

This is a dance passed down through generations in their family.

Despite the discomfort, Yuko completed a full set of Sun Breathing techniques. The snow around her evaporated into white steam due to the intense heat and slowly rose into the air.

Yuko casually twirled her sword, slicing away the swirling steam around her, and emerged from the white vapor. A misty white aura swirled around her as her Nichirin Blade slowly sheathed itself.

"So handsome!!!"

The two children's eyes sparkled.

Nezuko didn't say anything, but her wide eyes still showed her surprise.

Yuko's lips were a little pale, but she gave them a gentle smile.

Kamado Aoi asked in surprise, "You, you are?"

Yu Zi smiled slightly, revealing a hint of nostalgia, and said softly, "My family and the Kamado family have some connection, I suppose."

"I have no choice but to do this in order to gain your trust."

Kagura dance is a tradition passed down through generations in the Kamado family, and its difficulty is evident to all. It is absolutely impossible to master without years of practice.

When Ikuko performed the Kagura dance, Kamado Aoi already believed her words.

Kamado Aoi frowned slightly and hesitated before asking, "Then, is the evil spirit you mentioned real?"

Yuko explained, "Yes, demons have always existed. The ritual dance that I just demonstrated, which you call Kagura, is actually a kind of sword technique for killing demons."

Several hundred years have passed since the Warring States period. It is truly remarkable that such a complete sword design has been passed down from generation to generation by a single family, teaching it step by step. It can even be described as a miracle.

"A sword technique for slaying demons..." Kamado Aoi murmured twice. She had never imagined that her family's Kagura dance had such an origin.

But when Yuko wielded her sword, the strange phenomena that arose from it were impossible for her to ignore.

Yu Zi continued, "I have a residence in the town at the foot of the mountain. You and the children can go there to take refuge first, and then return after the evil spirits are eliminated."

Kamado Aoi nods to Ikuko now that she believes what Ikuko said, saying, "Please wait a moment."

She turned to Nezuko and said, "Nezuko, you take Hanako and Shigeru and pack your things quickly. I'll go find Takeo."

Takeo, I suppose, refers to the second son of the Kamado family.

Although Yuko hadn't had any contact with Tanjiro's family in the past two years, she had secretly kept an eye on them.

He is Tanjiro's younger brother, who looks remarkably similar to him.

This family looks almost as good as the Rengoku family next door.

Tanjiro looks almost exactly like his ancestor, Tanjiro.

Nezuko nodded quickly: "I understand."

Kamado Aoi bowed slightly to Yuko: "Please wait a moment, Miss. My son has gone out to chop wood. I will go and find him right away."

Yuko smiled and nodded.

Kamado Kui-chi went out into the woods.

She wasn't worried that Yuko would do anything harmful to the children, because the swordsmanship Yuko had just demonstrated was beyond their comprehension.

Compared to the Kagura dance that Tanjuro performed back then, apart from the similarity in movements, they are almost two completely different things.

It was a more powerful swordsmanship, not a ritual dance.

After Kamado Aoi left, Nezuko took her younger siblings back to the house to pack their clothes.

Watching her busy figure carrying her younger brother, Yu Zi said, "If you don't mind, you can leave the child with me to take care of him."

Nezuko paused for a moment, and after a while, she hesitantly came to Yuuko and gently placed the sleeping child behind her into Yuuko's hands.

He said softly, "His name is Liu Tai."

Yuko skillfully held the child and nodded with a smile.

Nezuko smiled and smiled back; she really was a very gentle person.

She went back to her room to pack her things, feeling relieved.

In fact, she learned how to hold a baby from the kitchen.

Yuko suddenly chuckled softly, realizing that she had been helping the Kamado family take care of their children all along.

But this time she won't drool embarrassingly.

Yuko gently hugged Rokuta, her gaze falling on Nezuko, who was running around.

She was very different from the Nezuko she remembered; just as cute, but much gentler.

It's probably because they can't speak when they're ghosts.

Yuko suddenly fell silent, her eyelids drooping. She looked away and gazed at the snow-white forest in the distance.

She didn't actually know if what she was doing was the right thing to do.

Nezuko's inability to become a demon means a missing piece of the fighting force and a missing piece of the plot.

Tanjiro overcomes many of his difficulties with his sister and even with his deceased family members.

Is this change really the right thing to do?

From a broader perspective, is this kind of gentleness really the right thing to do?

Is it really right to sacrifice one person at the expense of potentially killing many more?

She didn't want to think about these things, but the more she tried not to, the more they rushed into the depths of her mind.