Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 134 Stupid or Not

"Rinko-chan came all the way to see me—and brought Akaza-dono along, too. I'm so touched—"

The drawn-out ending tone revealed an unconcealable joy, and that happiness and joy were so realistic that veins popped out on Akaza's neck and forehead. Rinko could feel his loose muscles tense up instantly, so that even his thighs were slightly lifted up by the bulging shoulder blades.

"No, to be precise, we want to..."

Lin Guang took the initiative to speak before the situation became more serious, hoping to avoid making things more troublesome. Unfortunately, he was interrupted by the person opposite him before he could finish his words.

"It's okay, it's okay. I know everything. Akaza-dono is always awkward. He came to see me and didn't want to tell me. But it's okay - I know everything, Akaza-dono -"

The hand that was extended was obviously intended to rest on Akaza's shoulder, but it failed because Rinkou was occupying that territory. If it was another ghost who extended the hand, he would probably choose to retract it, or pat Rinkou.

But it was Douma who extended his hand, so he naturally took Rinko off Akaza's shoulder and held her easily with his other hand, so that his hand could fall smoothly on Akaza's shoulder.

"Take your hands away."

This is a very clear expression of dissatisfaction. Anyone who is not a fool will immediately realize the meaning of this sentence. And as long as the head on his neck is still functioning normally, he should be able to notice from the clear pronunciation that Akaza's emotions are obviously not positive.

"Don't be shy, Akaza-dono. It's my fault, it's my fault. I shouldn't have said this directly. You were obviously planning to hide this little thought, but it's okay, I don't mind at all."

The words stopped abruptly, and a kick from bottom to top forced Douma's hand away, allowing Rinkou to land safely. The flying blood mist was like a small firework.

"I said, take your hands off."

The expression on Akaza's face looked even worse than before when he put his foot down, Rinko could see it, but Douma seemed unable to.

"Akaza-dono is still so enthusiastic, that's amazing! Your speed is even faster than before, isn't it because Rinkou has been playing with you?"

Before the blood mist completely dissipated, the head reappeared. The voice that came out and the smile on the face made Rinko clearly hear the sound of bones creaking when Akaza clenched his fists.

"Actually, we're not here to play with you. I'm here to look for Daki and Jifutaro."

Rinko's words prevented the situation from getting worse, and also successfully shifted Douma's focus from Akaza to him.

"Eh? Why? Regardless of strength or ranking, they should have come to me. Besides, Rinkou just spent time with Lord Kokushibo and is now looking for Akaza, so it's my turn now. I'm so lonely without Rinkou around."

Douma's movements were swift. Akaza noticed the man's narrowed eyes, but before he could reach out, he had already scooped the boy up from the ground and held him in his arms. A disgusting expression was on his face.

"Rinkou said he's not here for you, let him down."

"Hey - why? Little Rinko likes me too."

"How can you tell he likes you? Douma, your brain is of no use to you any more than a vase on the windowsill."

Akaza's tone was harsh and his words were vicious. Everyone could see it, except the person being scolded, who didn't notice at all.

"Oh, really? My head is prettier than the vase on the windowsill? That's wonderful. Thank you, Akaza-sama, for the compliment. Also, I think Rinkou really likes me. Otherwise, why would he come all the way to play with me and not run away from my arms?"

Rinkou had previously suspected that Akaza and Douma would easily clash if they met face to face, but now it seemed that with Douma's presence, the likelihood of this happening was even higher. So was the conflict caused by his presence, or was he simply a contributing factor? The question wasn't important. Rinkou briefly considered it, then dismissed it, extending his hand and waving.

"It doesn't matter. It's the same with everyone. We'll swap places if we're no longer suitable. See you later, Akaza."

Akaza was absolutely unconvinced, but after the person involved had let it go, he didn't do anything more except turning around and walking away in anger.

"So you really can't tell if Akaza is angry, or you're deliberately trying to piss him off."

Rinko waved at Akaza's back until he disappeared from his sight, then he lowered his hand and turned to look at Douma.

"Isn't this a form of play? The way Akaza-sama and I play, I say something funny, and then he gives some funny reactions, just like little Rinko, it's very cute and fun."

The smile on his face was more realistic than before, but in Lin Guang's eyes, it was more fake than anything he had ever seen before. Because he had seen what true happiness and sadness looked like, when he saw this disguise again, he truly realized how clumsy it was.

"Akaza doesn't look like he enjoys this kind of game."

"Eh? Really? I think he should like it too, otherwise why would he always play with me——"

Douma is a fool, but not completely a fool.

It was hard for Rinko to tell whether this man was truly brainless or just pretending to be stupid. He was clever because he kept deliberately provoking Akaza, and constantly provoking the other Upper Ranks, even blatantly stepping on Muzan's minefield. But he was stupid because he knew all those words were just for provocation. He knew how to anger Akaza, and how to make Muzan forgive him.

"Hmm? Is there anything you want to say, Rinkou-chan?"

Douma lowered his head to look at him because he was staring at him for a long time. There was his usual smile on his face, his curved eyes were full of tenderness, and his colorful pupils were very beautiful. In fact, this face alone was very deceptive, a harmless face, a gentle voice, and a smile on his face all the time. If there were no numbers in his eyes, he would be the gentle big brother who lived next door.

"No, there isn't."

Rinko withdrew his gaze, watching the rapidly passing streets around him. Douma was faster than Akaza, but he couldn't catch up to Kokushibo.

He didn't think he could be of any help to such a person. Akaza didn't even need his help, so Douma certainly didn't need it either. Just like when he was with Kokushibo, let alone helping him, he was lucky not to be the one who got hurt.

As it stands, when Kokushibo launches an attack, Rinkou can only escape unscathed if the enemy isn't targeting him. Of course, unleashing a blood demon technique is another matter. If he wanted to, he could simply unleash it and find a place to hide forever, but that would seem to defeat the purpose of his original intention of learning and training.

"Does little Rinko still need to sleep at night?"

Like Akaza, Douma was also confused by the long silence. Rinko raised his head and saw a tall and magnificent building in front of him. It was a little different from what he remembered, but the overall layout remained unchanged, it was just a little bigger and the decorations were more gorgeous.

"No, not now."

"Then let's go find something to eat together!"

"No, that one too..."

This time, without finishing his words, Douma walked towards a place that Rinkou was somewhat familiar with but had lost his memory of.

The small room was still there, dark and cold. With every step, the dust on Lin Guang's memory was brushed away. Until they landed in the deeper basement, Lin Guang could smell the sweet scent of blood.

He remembered.

"Little Rinko really needs more nutrition..."

Douma picked up a jar and shook it at him.

As expected, Douma is the idiot.