Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 230 The Moon Falls into the Water

Human beings are fragile.

And very stupid.

Faced with something that he knew was impossible, he remained steadfast as if he had lost all reason.

They seemed unaware that they were merely mortals, that they only had one life, and that they were unaware of how close death was to them.

Perhaps this kind of training, which far exceeded their physical limits, burned out their brains.

Otherwise, Lingguang couldn't figure out why they rushed over with swords in hand again and again.

What supports them, what gives them confidence, and what makes them dare to do all this?

Lin Guang couldn't figure it out, and no one would give him an answer.

Confusion surrounded him as always, enveloping him, shrouding him in a world where he was the only one left. Bamboo blocked his mouth, so when the Demon Slayer Corps members rushed towards him one after another, he couldn't even utter the most basic questions.

All he could do was to knock down these madmen one by one. Faced with these insignificant attacks, he almost laughed in confusion.

It was a game without any suspense. Lin Guang even felt that it could hardly be called a game. His games were not evenly matched, but at least they were not so disparate. It was so disparate that he never needed to think about the ending because the ending was always predetermined.

The humans in the Demon Slayer Corps cannot defeat him as a demon.

The team members sat on the ground with their heads down and knives in hand, unable to stand up or speak. Only the rapid and heavy breathing could be heard around them, occasionally mixed with the wailing that could not be suppressed due to pain.

"You guys, this won't do. So far, not a single person has been able to touch a ghost! Aren't you guys feeling resigned to this?!"

Tianyuan carried a bamboo stick and hit his shoulder with it again and again. The frequency and strength revealed his irritability, but Lingguang felt that he didn't actually need the stick because the dissatisfaction on his face was already clear enough.

"How is this possible... I can't accept this at all. Tanjiro is about the same age as us, and Kasumi-sama is even younger than us, yet he's so powerful. How can I possibly accept this... I've tried so hard, yet I can't catch up at all. How can I possibly accept this..."

I don’t know whose voice it is, it’s light and rough, like a helpless sigh.

"If you're not willing to give up, then keep training hard until you can catch up with them!"

Lin Guang couldn't tell whose voice it was, but Tian Yuan seemed to recognize it. He turned around and looked over. The bamboo stick fell from his shoulder to the ground with a heavy thud, causing dust to fly and soil to shatter.

"We can't catch up. We can't fight like Tanjiro, let alone face the enemy like the Pillars. I'm sorry, it's useless. I'm sorry, but that's something we can't do."

This is what they should be thinking, Lin Guang stood aside, tilted his head slightly, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, thinking to himself.

This is right.

They should have thought so a long time ago, and should have realized their own weakness and powerlessness. After all, humans have no advantages when facing ghosts.

Lin Guang looked at Tianyuan, the man who had been chattering all the time, but was silent for a rare time at this time. Perhaps he could not accept such a reality. The pillars are always more stubborn than ordinary people.

"I know I'm weak and we can't kill the Upper Moons, so, so... even if I can be of use for just a second, even if I'm bound to die in the end! I still hope to be able to help! I hope to help Tanjiro and the Pillars! I can't do anything! So starting today! I will train desperately! To be able to delay the battle for even a little bit, so that the stronger Pillars can go and slay the evil spirits!"

I don’t know who spoke first, only the roaring sound was the clearest.

"I'm sorry! But even so! I hope to be able to contribute a little! I know I can't do anything! I can't fight the upper-rank demons like the pillars! I can't protect the people around me like Tanjiro! But! I will do my best! I will train hard! In order not to fall behind! I will train hard!"

The voice was hoarse, rough, and low. Due to excessive training, the owner of the voice should not have the strength to speak so loudly, but the owner of the voice still tried his best, so the vocal cords made a whine, and the final sound that came out seemed as rough as mixed with wind and sand.

One note after another, different in pitch, but almost equally rough and desperate, it was a terrible chorus, like a storm rolling up in the sand, noisy and harsh.

Rinko almost sighed.

For everything in front of me, for human ignorance.

He actually sighed, turned around, and left all the noise behind.

Go to a quieter corner where no one is.

He finally sat down on a huge rock. The clouds above his head gradually dispersed. The wind dispersed the clouds and blew away the sounds, and the surroundings became rare and quiet.

The moonlight poured down, illuminating the dark mountains, and also fell on him through the layers of leaves. He stretched out his hand, and his palm seemed to catch a handful of moonlight.

The moon is the light that belongs only to the night.

The cold moon is a light that belongs only to ghosts.

"Rinko, is there anything you want to say?"

A man's voice came from behind, and as the speaker got closer, the voice became brighter and brighter. Such a gentle voice belonged to only one person, and such keen perception also belonged to only one person.

"Don't you want to say it?"

Rinkou didn't look back on purpose, and Tanjiro didn't get annoyed by his silence. He walked over and sat down beside him, tilting his head to watch him fiddling with the handful of moonlight in his palm.

"So, Rinko, have you heard the story about the moon?"

Rinko remained silent, but Tanjiro didn't care and spoke during his silence.

"A long time ago, there was a man who wanted the moon in the sky, but he couldn't pick it. Then he suddenly discovered that there was also a moon in the water on the ground. He wanted to pick it, but every time he reached out, the moon disappeared. The man thought, why not fill up this pond..."

Rinko felt that he was not attracted by the story. He was no longer a child who needed someone to tell him stories at night to sleep. He was just adhering to the most basic courtesy and could not be so rude in front of his friends. Tanjiro was telling a story, so he turned his eyes away.

"Hmm." (And then.)

He asked vaguely, and Tanjiro looked at him and smiled gently. It didn't seem like a mockery, but a gentle smile. Rinko didn't know why he could smile at him so gently, even though he had just beaten Tanjiro up badly.

"Then he found a very large basin, filled it with water, and the moon was placed in the basin..."

Foolish people, even Lin Guang knew that the moon would not be put into the basin. What was put into the basin was just water reflecting the moonlight. When the group of people happily thought they had got the moon and picked up the basin.

Bang.

"Unfortunately, when he picked up the basin, he found that the moon had disappeared."

Like a candy bar breaking on the ground.

They get nothing.

Boring story.

Rinko turned his head and lost interest in Tanjiro's words. He stretched out his hand high, and the moonlight disappeared from his sight under the cover of his palm, and then fell into his eyes as his palm moved away.

"The man was very disappointed, but when he turned around, he found that the moon was still in the pond. The man suddenly realized that the moon was still in the sky, but in fact, the moon was also on the ground, but no one could take it away."

Tanjiro said softly, Rinko didn't notice when he stood up, but when he noticed, he realized that Tanjiro was looking at him.

"That's probably how the man who saw the moon set into the water felt."

Rinko blinked and realized what Tanjiro was talking about. Tanjiro was looking at him, looking into his eyes, and through those eyes, looking at the moon in the sky.

"I saw the moon fall into the water."

People.

How stupid.

How could the moon fall into the water? It should be the water that reflects the moon.

"Does Rinko still have the strength?"

Tanjiro stretched out his hand towards him. Even though the bruises on his body were still obvious, the hand was still reaching towards him.

“Everyone seems to want to try again.”

He held the hand and was easily pulled up from the ground. When he turned around, he could see pairs of eyes. Under the moonlight, those eyes seemed to be shining.

Lin Guang still couldn't understand why humans were so stupid and why they were so stupidly determined, but he thought it didn't matter.

After all, humans are such strange creatures.

Just like Tanjiro is always gentle.

Perhaps human beings are just like this, always stupid and always brave.

Dare to charge even in the face of death.