Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 116 Awakening

A dream will not end easily just because the dreamer realizes that he is in a dream, and the person in front of him will not behave differently because of this.

Rinko's incoherent words made Tanjiro's face look confused, but the boy still stretched out his hand to him firmly.

"Rinko, come with us."

Perhaps it was the repeated dreams that gave Nightmare the illusion that Tanjiro was always gentle, always patient, always tolerant and generous, and always like a warm bonfire.

But obviously, Nightmare doesn't know enough about Tanjiro, nor about Rinko either.

"Although this may be a bit rude, but...I need to wake up."

Being killed is one thing, committing suicide is another. Lin Guang has already experienced the pain of failed suicide and is not prepared to experience it a second time.

What's more, he also wanted to know how some things might turn out.

"Kyojuro, I have something to tell you."

Perhaps it was the change in tone, or perhaps it was the stark difference in expression from calm to indifferent. Tanjiro immediately realized what Rinkou was about to do. He stretched out his hand to stop her, opened his mouth to persuade her, but how could a human be as fast as a demon?

When facing the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, Rinkou didn't even need to do anything more. He just looked up, and words appeared in his eyes. The teeth in his mouth that were sharper than those of an ordinary child also had a reasonable explanation at this moment.

Kyojuro seemed stunned for a moment, but it was only a very brief moment, and then he made the most appropriate reaction as a pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps. He pulled Tanjiro behind him and held the hilt of the sword with his other hand, which was a clear defensive posture.

"I never thought! So this is the condition that prevents you from sun exposure! It's really shameful! I didn't even realize it! I really want to dig a hole and crawl into it!"

The voice was still passionate, and every word did not seem to be spoken with shame or regret. There was not even sadness on that face, just a little surprise. However, Kyojuro seemed to have maintained a similar expression of surprise on his face all the time, so even this little surprise was not very obvious.

"Are you going to chop off my head yourself?"

Rinko didn't dodge or evade, but just stood there, still maintaining his original posture, with his head held high, looking at Kyojuro who was on guard against him, and didn't even look at Tanjiro behind him.

"Yes! I'm very happy to be friends with you! Although I don't know why you, as a ghost, can eat human food! And you don't have any ghost smell at all! But since you are a ghost! Then I won't let you go!"

Those bright eyes were like burning flames, brighter than the sun when they looked at Lin Guang, as if they wanted to burn his soul directly.

“That’s wonderful…”

Rinko sighed in a very soft voice, so soft that Kyojuro couldn't hear it clearly. He just held the sword, bent down, and gathered his strength. Before Tanjiro reached out to stop him, he flew out like the most brilliant fireworks Rinko had ever seen. Rinko could see every moment from far to near clearly. He could see the trajectory of the long sword, the fluttering cloak, and Tanjiro's open mouth. He could almost imagine what the boy was going to say.

But he didn't hear it in the end.

His neck was cut by the blade before that, and his world fell into darkness.

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This was not a good dream, it was definitely a dream that Lin Guang could use to cause trouble for Nightmare.

The place where he woke up was not comfortable either. The soft flesh with a terrible touch was wriggling under him like a living thing. When he opened his eyes, he saw tentacles everywhere, flying around in the carriage. Some of them almost attacked him, but were cut off by a red shadow before they got close.

It's Kyojuro.

The other person was obviously very busy, too busy to even say hello to Lin Guang. He might not even have noticed that Lin Guang had opened his eyes.

Lin Guang didn't know what happened during the time he was dreaming. He looked up and saw that the seat next to him was empty. When he reached out subconsciously, he touched the rope that fell on the ground. It had broken into two pieces, but it was not broken by being pulled apart. Looking at the black marks, it looked more like it was burned. But why was it burned? Where did the fire come from in the carriage?

Only then did he look around. Not only were Kyojuro and Tanjiro awake, but the seats next to them were also empty. The pig-headed boy and the yellow-haired boy were gone, and the box that was originally standing upright was now lying on the ground, empty inside.

It seemed that a lot of things happened during his short sleep, and judging from the situation in the carriage, the nightmare should have successfully become a part of the train.

Come to think of it, hadn't that guy considered what would happen after this? What would he do after daybreak? The train wouldn't just stay hidden in the dark all day, and if the train disappeared, it would be a huge problem...

Was this his real purpose? To deliberately stir up a bigger commotion and draw the attention of the Pillars?

But for now, one pillar is enough for him to deal with.

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Wait, what if it was Kyojuro who stayed on the train?

So who is responsible for chopping off Nightmare's head?

The flames were conspicuous and the thunder was piercing, but there was no sound of wild boar squealing and no sight of Tanjiro, so it immediately became clear who would be responsible for dealing with Nightmare.

Can he win? Rinko wasn't sure. Whether it was Nightmare or Tanjiro, he wasn't sure. Who would win or lose was something only they knew. All Rinko could do, what he wanted to do, was to move from the floor to a chair, lean against the window, and quietly wait for the result.

The nightmare dream was like a basin of cold water, which thoroughly washed away the little thoughts that had arisen in his mind. Reason returned to his little head, and he didn't want to move at all.

A sense of unreasonable frustration enveloped him.

But Lin Guang himself couldn't explain where this sense of frustration came from or why it was so clear.

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The train did not pass the night peacefully. From the moment Lin Guang woke up, what awaited him was one torture after another.

Kyojuro passed by and flew away, and the whole train was shaken by the constant movement of this owl.

And with a shrill scream, Lingguang could no longer pretend to be asleep.

What the hell is Nightmare doing? It’s so messy and noisy.

But it turns out that this is not all that Lin Guang has to endure tonight.

With a resounding roar, like a blast, the entire train vibrated as if it had been derailed. It soared, then fell, followed by a raging, uncontrolled tentacle. Rinkou effortlessly soared into the air as the tentacle approached, but Kyojuro, who had arrived almost simultaneously, forced her to miss her intended landing spot. The broken tentacle proved insufficient support, and Rinkou's buttocks were pounded by the falling chair, a painful blow.

But before he could soothe his tailbone, he heard a more dangerous sound, the clanging of iron objects as the train swayed out of control.

"Ah. Nightmare..."

Lin Guang sighed helplessly, and that was all he could do.

The extremely light weight showed a huge disadvantage at this time. Others could still maintain their sitting posture and sway back and forth in their chairs, but in the next second, Lingguang was carried directly into the car by the shaking train and took off.