Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 172 We are friends

Only a fool without a brain would fall into the same trap a second time. Only the most unlucky fool would fail in the same way.

Coincidentally, Lin Guang is not very smart and his luck is not very good either.

The precise blow did not land where it was supposed to land, and once again, what flew out was still not the head that should have been kicked away or even directly kicked to pieces, but his calf.

There was the sound of wind in his ears, the residual signal of an extremely fast slash that came from outside his sight and then disappeared from his sight, as if a beast that successfully stole his prey had deliberately left scratches on the spot.

To be honest, Lingguang felt that he was a little bit upset.

This is a completely reasonable emotion. He couldn't make friends when he wanted to make friends, trouble came to him when he wanted to avoid trouble, and he found someone trying to break the rules of the game when he wanted to just watch. When he wanted to punish the violators, he was stopped by the intruder. When he accepted that he was unlucky and the world was unfair, and wanted to get rid of this uninvited guest first, a third intruder who did not follow the rules and was not invited came.

It was hard to keep him in a good mood.

There are no gods in heaven. Even if they do exist, they are gods without eyes and ears. Otherwise, why would they always ignore his requests?

Isn't it said that fortune and misfortune are interdependent? Shouldn't good and bad things rotate in order? Shouldn't bad luck befall everyone?

But why is he the only one who is always unlucky?

"I'm so sorry! I arrived just now! It's so embarrassing for me to be a pillar! I almost wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it!"

The broken leg was bleeding continuously, and the blood was dripping down. Lingguang just stood there, motionless. He just breathed, slowly and deeply inhaled, and exhaled even slower. The broken leg grew back as the body tilted, and the soles of his feet stepped firmly on the ground, and the blood splashed on the ground and spread out.

Lin Guang raised his head and looked at the third uninvited guest not far away. This time, he didn't need anyone to introduce him, nor did he need the other person to speak himself. He also remembered the other person's name clearly.

"Kyojuro."

He spoke too early.

This is the real disaster.

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"Good evening, Rinko! I was walking too fast last time and didn't get a good look at it. Now it looks like a ghost!"

The loud voice, cheerful tone, and even a smile on his face, this scene was simply weird, but it also made the others present feel inexplicably at ease.

"No, to be honest, I don't feel very good..."

Lin Guang slowly turned around and looked at the man with a bright smile. The other man was as smiling as always, full of confidence. Just standing there seemed to bring infinite power to people, as if he himself was the sun that could illuminate the darkness.

His irritability accumulated and turned into numbness, and Lingguang felt that he could hardly hold back a sigh.

Sad luck for him.

"I think it's great! We haven't seen each other for a long time, right? Last time you left so quickly that I didn't even have time to say a few words to you. Why did you pretend to be a human to deceive us?"

The blade in front of him reflected light and was facing him. Lin Guang raised his hand and scratched his head, but he no longer had the fighting spirit he had just now. He wanted to run away and dodge, but deep down in his heart, he wanted to deal with the problem from the root all at once, although he didn't know how to do it.

"You never asked me if I was a ghost, so it doesn't really count as lying. I'm not in good health and I really can't get out in the sun. If you insist, I just didn't finish what I was saying, and you really didn't ask me that much."

Rinkou explained patiently, and Kyojuro listened to him patiently, but someone was not so patient.

"So that's how it is..."

"What nonsense! A ghost is a ghost! Isn't pretending to be human a deception? Do you think you can cover up the past facts with your sweet talk?!"

Shimi's vision returned to normal, and the control did not last very long. Perhaps it was because it was like that, or perhaps the other party's attention was diverted and the blood demon art was lifted. Was it because of the distance or the attention, Shimi was not sure, but while speculating these things in his heart, he spoke first, exposing the other party's obvious deception.

The boy fell into a brief silence because of his roar, perhaps making up another excuse because the truth was exposed, or perhaps he was just ashamed or angry because of his straightforwardness.

Shimi didn't care what the reason was. He just locked onto the boy the moment he regained his sight, and chased him with the blade again. The boy reacted quickly and jumped back to dodge when he caught up. The blade was very fast, but the boy was even better. He kept dodging like a cunning loach, but he didn't escape far enough. He just stayed at a relatively distance, as if he was teasing him.

"Maybe you're right. I was indeed deceiving people. Even if I didn't really mean to do it, the result remains the same. To you, what I did was enough to constitute deception."

"You still have time to be distracted, brat! Breathing of the Wind, Second Form, Claw Claw - Koto Wind."

The sharp wind blade descended along with the swing of the long sword. The boy glanced around and all he could do was try to escape from the range of the sword as quickly as possible.

"Breathing of Fire, Form One, Shiranui."

Rinkou's reflexes might be quick, but his movements are always well-judged, something Kyojuro learned from Saneya when he arrived at the battlefield.

"That guy's quick to react, but his movements are clumsy. Just force him to go where he needs to go."

Although the statement is not very pleasant to hear, it makes sense.

Just as Shimi expected, under the fierce attack, the boy's first reaction was always to dodge, but such a large-scale and highly lethal attack made the boy's escape route very limited, and falling into the trap was inevitable.

The problem is, Kyojuro doesn't know any of this.

The so-called 'quick response'.

How fast is it?

"Kyojuro, I thought we were friends."

It was too fast, faster than one could imagine. Even for Akaza, that attack shouldn't have missed, but Rinkou dodged it. The boy jumped up again almost as if he didn't land, completely avoiding his attack, and flew past him in the air before landing again.

"We are! I do consider you a friend!"

The boy's head was tilted, and the expression on his face seemed to express confusion.

And Rinko was indeed confused.

Are they friends?

Should friends brandish knives at each other with the intention of killing each other? Should friends chop off each other's legs the moment they meet?

He was thinking, and before asking, he thought of the past because of this confusion.

This kind of scene seemed familiar to him. He remembered that he once chopped off the head of a half-day dog just to get Xi Nu Ai Le and the others to come out and play.

He also remembered that in order to meet Zeng Po Tian, he really thought about chopping off the heads of all four of them.

To put it another way, Kokushibo and Akaza had broken his bones time and time again, and even Douma had really torn off his flesh and blood.

So they are still friends, which sounds like good news, but can humans and ghosts be compared on the same starting point?

"But you look like you want to chop my neck off."

Rinkou pointed at the Nichirin Sword in Kyojuro's hand, and the other party spoke firmly.

"I didn't think so!"

?

what?

real or fake?