Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 100: Worry about ghosts

Lin Guang felt that tonight was a bit difficult.

Because his guardian was in a bad mood, and to say "bad" would be an understatement.

Terrible would be a more appropriate description.

Muzan's bad mood started at nightfall.

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It should have been an ordinary night, or even a night that should have made him feel good, because Rinkou started to feel sleepy for the first time in a long time. In other words, this child finally began to feel hungry again after so many years. If Rinkou didn't eat again, he would start to wonder if Rinkou would evolve into another species.

But it was such a beautiful evening.

A wild kid who came out of nowhere was suddenly and rudely slapped his shoulder with his dirty claws on the street. If it were any other time, he would probably have twisted the boy's neck directly, but unfortunately the scene was the street, and in front of him were Miss Li and Chiyo, with Rinkou dozing off in his arms.

When he looked back with a gloomy face, sighing that the boy was lucky, he found that the child was actually carrying a knife. There was no engraving on the unsheathed blade, but the style looked a bit like the long sword used by the Demon Slayer Corps. Coupled with his simple clothes and angry face, he could be more certain that this was probably a young man from the Demon Slayer Corps.

The only difference is whether this guy has been planning this for a long time or is doing it on a whim.

To be honest, this is not difficult to judge. You will know after just trying it out.

But don’t try, don’t try, if you try, something bad will happen.

It was not obvious when it was covered by the scarf, but after the scarf was removed, what was exposed was clearly the earrings of that guy, Yoshikazu Tsugakuni.

Memories that had been buried for hundreds of years swept over his body in an instant, the uncontrollable fear, the powerlessness, the anger and despair all invaded him. The only thing that could barely suppress his reason was the clear memory that Tsugikuni Yoriichi was dead.

Yes, yes, he's dead. Kokushibo had already cut him in half. A dead person can't come back to life. It's impossible. It can't be his descendant either. Everyone related to him should have been killed. But how could this kid have those earrings?

What a hell.

Between staying and observing and temporarily retreating, Muzan chose the latter without hesitation, in order to seek benefits and avoid harm, and also to maintain his current temporary identity.

Perhaps it was the similar earrings, or perhaps it was just a coincidence. While the kid boasted, it might have been bluffing. Hadn't those drunks just now also been talking nonsense when he wasn't exposed? The two bodies and the puddle of flesh at his feet weren't enough to quench Muzan's rage.

He randomly called two ghosts nearby and ordered them to bring back the boy's head.

But what made him even more upset was that until dawn, the two ghosts did not come back to report, but instead completely cut off contact with him.

Both ghosts are dead.

Although the strength of those two guys shouldn't be considered strong, the opponent shouldn't be strong either, after all, he's just a teenage brat.

But how did that guy discover his identity? How did he find this place? How is it possible? Why on earth is that guy wearing the earrings of that guy Yuichiro Tsugakuin?

Anger and fear invaded the brain together, and thoughts kept turning in the brain, but no matter how much he thought, he could not come up with a reasonable answer. The more he thought and the more he considered, the more he remembered the face of that man, those words that sounded like the judgment of Yama, the red knife, and the pain seemed to surge up along with the memory.

"Click."

When the tension reached its peak, any slight sound was enough to startle him.

The crazy thoughts finally stopped because of the strange sound. Muzan lowered his head and looked at the source of the sound. It was the hand he grabbed. Lin Guang's hand was completely broken because of the force he did not restrain. The bones were crushed and shattered, piercing the flesh and revealing half of it.

"Are you okay?"

The boy's voice was as gentle as usual, with a slightly frown and a hint of confusion on his raised face. Because of worry, even his tone was slightly lower.

"fine."

Yes, he didn't need to be nervous. That guy was just lucky to run into him. Ji Guoyuanyi spent his entire life trying to find him but couldn't. Could it be that this guy was so lucky that he could find him again? At worst, he would just exhaust the guy to death.

What's more, he has Rinko by his side. Rinko can already deceive those pillars, and his skills are also effective on demons. Even if we put aside the blood demon art, even if he is unlucky and meets that kid again, as long as Rinko is there, he still has a chance to turn the tables. Humans only have one chance. Broken limbs will not recover, consumed strength will not be restored, and injuries will not heal immediately, but he is different. As long as he has a breath, he can be resurrected again.

Lin Guang had grown over the centuries and was far superior to what he was back then. As long as Lin Guang was still around, he still had a layer of security. But this place couldn't stay any longer, he had to leave.

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Lin Guang didn't know what kind of brainstorming Muzan had gone through, nor did he know what decision he had made. Before dawn, Muzan finally let go of his crushed hand, and the hand returned to its original shape in an instant, stretching and closing, everything was back to normal.

"Are you going back?"

"Yes, we have to go back. We still have to deal with some things before we can leave."

go?

This statement made Lin Guang feel a little confused.

But he soon understood the meaning of leaving. He had seen this scene before, more than once.

This is the world we live in, with natural and man-made disasters rampant. No one knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow. For Miss Li and Chiyo, the accident came first.

The good news is that Chiyo did not die in the free world like the bird she accidentally let go. The bad news is that she died before she even left the cage.

Therefore, Rinko always felt that it was meaningless to put so much effort into a name, like a butterfly unable to spread its wings, like Chiyo unable to live long, like Ichiro unable to even own his own life.

So what does Rinko mean? Did Muzan have any meaning when he named him?

Lin Guang didn't know, and he thought he probably would never know. He couldn't possibly hope that he could really become the light at night to overcome the sun.

"Do you know who that boy is?"

Muzan's voice made Rinkou look up. Under the moonlight, the man's shadow was stretched very long, so long that his shadow was completely covered.

"You mean the boy with the earrings?"

"Correct."

"Kamado Tanjiro. He's Tanjuro's son."

If she had to choose between being a friend and being Muzan, Rinko would probably choose the latter. Furthermore, knowing that he was a demon, Tanjiro probably couldn't be considered his friend.