Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 117 - Family and "Family" (two in one)

Natian Spider Mountain.

Time passed slowly, the sun slanted westward, and the dim light revealed the last light at the end of the sky.

The tip of the canopy swayed slightly.

The second floor of the dilapidated mansion.

"It's already winding up, what happened...?"

The white-haired girl leaned against the window, and only slowly looked out after the sun had completely set:
"...the number of family members has increased, and the control of tiredness has become stronger."

She put her hand on the dilapidated wooden window covered by cobwebs, her fingers were strangled and secreted bright red blood, but she didn't care at all:

"If this continues, the possibility of escape will be almost zero..." The white-haired girl said to herself tremblingly:

"hateful…!"

boom!
He beat the wooden window hard.

In her silver-white eyes, which are as tired as tired, there is an emotion called fear.

She is a ghost, but her appearance and clothes are similar to tired.

Weak and afraid of ghost hunters, the ghosts independently seek companions and hug each other to keep warm.

But—tiring is different.

He asked the ghosts who came to ask for help to become his "family", change his appearance, and survive in Spider Mountain with his "family rules".

Those who did not follow the instructions were either beheaded or tied up in the sun and burned to death.

This is not what the ghosts who came to hold a group wanted!
Just as the white-haired girl looked out of the window in a daze in the direction of the mountain.

Creak——!
someone!

There was a creaking sound from the wooden door behind, and the white-haired girl who played the "eldest sister" in the family was startled, and she looked behind in horror.

Behind.

Pata, the white-haired figure stood there, seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then said softly:

"...I didn't hear anything,"

Just transformed into a new member of the "family", the "sister" was standing sideways at the door, her white-haired face was expressionless, and she turned her head slightly:

"--elder sister."

"It's time for breakfast, tired and asked me to call you down."

She bit her accent and stood sideways with a blank expression on her face.

Seeing the younger sister who quickly assumed the role, the elder sister was taken aback for a moment.

The eldest sister let go of the hand holding the window, and nodded in a daze:
"...I'll be right there."

……

downstairs.

A group of ghosts with the same snow-white skin and hair color sat in two rows, quietly looking at the dilapidated pottery bowl placed in front of them under the slightly flickering bright yellow candlelight.

Tired sits at the end, and he "plays" the youngest brother in the clan.

The white-haired ghosts were sweating, looking solemnly at the empty bowl in front of them, and sat in a state of bewilderment.

Sudden.

Tired opened his eyes, he turned his head and looked outside the mansion, muttering to himself:

"coming."

"I've been waiting for a long time... It's time for dinner."

Hearing this, the rest of the ghosts all looked in the same direction as tired with longing eyes.

The supply of so many ghosts is tired of creating rumors of ghosts in the surrounding area, and then continuously attracting ghost hunters to eat them.

Since rumors never spread to Spider Mountain, he wasn't exposed either.

……

Down the mountain.

boom!
"It hurts!"

Muichiro tripped over the tough spider thread between the bushes and fell heavily on the ground, he yelled in pain.

"...Be careful."

Ichiro walked in front, he turned around helplessly, stretched out his hand to pull his younger brother up, and sighed:

"Be vigilant, we are not here for sightseeing."

Smoothly patting the spider silk wrapped around his body for him.

"Hey... what is this thing?"

Looking at the sticky spider silk wrapped around his fingers, which became tough after being pulled hard, Ichiro's expression became ugly.

The father followed behind the two brothers. He raised his head and looked at the woods shrouded in spider silk.

click.

Quietly clenched the handle of the knife at his waist.

At this time.

rustle…

The grass not far in front made whirling friction sounds.

then.

Under Shi Tou's vigilant eyes.

"...stop here." A huge black shadow gradually stood up in the grass, and blocked the moon reflected in their pupils.

Nine huge, spider-like pupils reflected light in the moonlight, staring straight at this side, with a low voice:
"Ghost hunter, I will never let you go any further."

boom!
"Family...Protect...!" He clenched his huge fists, and they collided violently, his fists clenched, his tone dull.

The crystal saliva drools from the mouthparts of the spider's head.

Muichiro looked up as the huge figure got up, and he lost his voice in surprise:
"…so big!"

"Is this the ghost we want to fight?!"

As he said that, he frowned, pulled the corners of his mouth and shrank his head back, and said with a little nausea:

"Spider head, human body, disgusting..."

Ichiro stopped Muichiro, he looked up in horror at the huge monster with a spider head, and shouted:
"...stay away from him!"

Shouting, he frowned and couldn't stop looking back at the ghost.

—Spiderhead, man…

in mind.

——The appearance of Inosuke keeps popping up.

Do guys like this look these days? !

Just as Ichiro was staring in front of him, gripping the Japanese sword tightly, thinking about how to deal with the next actual battle.

tread.

"Ichiro, relax."

Wei Weilang came from behind, and he stood in front of the two brothers, his dark red hair tied into a pigtail.

Turning his face sideways, the moonlight illuminated his three-dimensional facial features clearly, and he smiled at the dazed Ichiro:

"If you are too nervous, you will tremble holding the knife."

Then he turned his head, held the handle of the knife with both hands, pointed the blade at the giant ghost in front of him, and said in a relaxed tone:
"The enemy who can be defeated will also become stronger because of the retreat in his heart."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the huge ghost in front of him.

His days in Butterfly House were not in vain.

Gripping the handle of the knife tightly, I felt unprecedented strength in my arm.

Although——I still only know one type.

"Bah—!"

In the dark forest, Wei Weilang's mouth overflowed with white steam, and his attention was instantly concentrated.

At this time.

The white-haired [sister] quietly appeared behind the evil spirit, and she glanced lightly at Shitou's family.

Two kids, one adult.

No threat.

She turned her head and left a faint sentence:
"...I leave it to you, Dad."

Then, he turned around and left.

After all, he wasn't a real father either, so he didn't need to be emotionally involved.

It's just a game of house wine. Not long after joining this family yesterday, she understood the rules of survival here.

Survival has always been what she does best.

Thinking back to the [eldest sister] I met just now, that guy doesn't look like a smart ghost who can live long.

"Roar!" Hearing this, the evil spider ghost who played [father] opened his insect's mouthparts and roared.

"...Father?" Wei Lang, who was just about to wield the blade, raised his ears. He heard the sound from behind the evil spirit, and was slightly taken aback.

Looking at the huge ghost in front of him, Wei Weilang looked at the white figure that was moving away behind him, and frowned slightly:

"... Has the whole family turned into ghosts?"

Creaking—hands clenched unconsciously, gripping the handle of the knife until it turned white.

see.

No longer hesitate.

【Breath of the Moon·One Shape】

Wei Weilang kicked his foot, the blade in his hand was raised horizontally, the bright yellow moonlight was reflected on his mirror-like knife, and a moon veil was drawn in a daze.

He jumped under the moon.

"…rest in peace."

Swish!
The blade passed unhindered by [father] who was about to swing his fist to attack him.

puff!

The huge spider's head immediately flew up.

Following the reaction force of its fist swing, the spider's head rolled backwards.

Gululu... patter.

It happened to land at the feet of [sister] who had just walked not far.

She felt the touch coming from her feet, subconsciously looked down, and after seeing her reflection in the nine pupils of the head under her feet, she froze for a moment.

The younger sister lowered her head and blinked her eyes. Only then did she realize that her pupils shrank suddenly.

--what? !

head! ?
Was [father] beheaded in an instant? !

At this time,

creak... creak...

The creaking sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves came from behind and kept approaching.

Swish!
Wei Weilang flicked the blood stained on the knife vigorously, and the bright red blood splashed on the nearby tree immediately.

He was walking towards this side step by step, and said in a low voice:

"It's painful."

"Not only myself, but also my family members have become ghosts..."

"...nothing is protected."

I imagined in my mind—if Muichiro and Ichiro turned into ghosts.

Kaoru's crying face flashed in his mind.

His face gradually darkened.

At this moment, Wei Weilang, who joined the Ghost Slayer Squad only thinking of [helping others], completely developed the emotion of wanting to kill Wu Mi completely.

This kind of guy who distorts human beings should not exist in this world.

Swish!
The reflection of the knife light reflected Wei Weilang's gloomy face, but he managed to hold up a smile:

"But... sorry."

"I can't let you go."

"It's cruel and unfair."

creak...

Wei Weilang walked out of the shadow under the tree, his face was exposed in the moonlight, and he looked at the trembling back of [sister] with firm eyes.

Standing up the blade, he spoke seriously, word by word:
"Because...you are dangerous."

If they continue to let them survive, more people will only die.

heard.

The younger sister's body trembled, she turned her head stiffly and slowly, the corners of her mouth were drawn, her face was covered with cold sweat, and her pupils trembled as she looked at Wei Weilang.

In the silver-white pupils, the appearance of Weiweilang holding a knife was reflected.

She was so frightened that she almost cried out.

—What kind of danger am I!
Haven't you seen such a big ghost let you kill him with a knife?

But thinking so in her heart, my sister's body was stiff, but she couldn't yell out anything.

Behind the only Lang.

Ichiro and Muichiro stood together, the two of them leaned their heads together slightly, looking at the back of their father in a little bewilderment.

"...Daddy is so scary today." Muichiro said in a low voice, staring at his father's back.

grunt.

Ichiro didn't reply, but swallowed hard, his hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Although my father is usually unreliable, he is especially scary when he gets angry.

opposite.

Seeing that Wei Weilang was about to swing his sword.

At this time.

"Wait a minute!!" The younger sister stretched out her hand suddenly, she shouted, looked at Wei Weilang with a terrified expression, and said nervously:
"I'm not…"

Before my sister finished speaking,
Swish!
With a dark face, Wei Weilang rushed towards her with a knife in his hand!

He knew that it would be useless to ask this ghost to explain more, and sending her to hell as soon as possible was what should be done now.

A hard blow!
Whoa!
"...I didn't cut it." Feeling the touch in his hand, Wei Lang froze for a moment.

He looked up and looked ahead.

"Cough ho—!" The younger sister looked terrified, she gritted her teeth, and backed away: "Why didn't you listen to me?!"

Holding her own head in her hands, the cross-section at the neck is very smooth—it was cut by herself.

Survival skills, one counts as one.

"I just joined the family on the first day!"

Shouting, she quickly placed her head on her neck.

Without a head, the body will be extremely weak, and there is no way to escape.

As if she was afraid that Wei Weilang would continue to attack her, she anxiously shouted: "There is no one..."

Swish!
Moonlight flashed in her eyes.

puff!

Lines of blood appeared on the newly healed neck.

"...Huh?" The younger sister's expression was a little dull, she was in a daze, and looked down at the position of her neck in disbelief: "Why..."

"...I'm sorry." Wei Weilang slowly straightened up in front of her, he clenched the blade in his hand, and muttered to himself:

"I still only know this type."

——That’s not the problem at all!

The younger sister stared incredulously, and fell back weakly.

thump!
After a slight collision with the ground, the body was separated from the head immediately, and the head rolled aside.

His expression was full of unwillingness.

She wanted to tell the swordsman that there was a very powerful ghost on the mountain, and told him to run away quickly.

In this way, I can not only survive, but also create a [good ghost] impression.

but…

pat, pat.

Tears welled up from their eyes, and evaporated into ashes before they hit the ground.

The younger sister's face was full of grievances.

——Why doesn't this guy listen to ghosts?
At this time.

Wei Weilang saw the opening and closing of his head and mouth, as if he was saying something.

He moves closer.

Sudden.

His eyes caught the tiny spider webs attached to his lips, which were reflecting the moonlight due to the shaking!

Wei Weilang's pupils shrank.

呲!
The thin spider silk that slightly reflected the moonlight rushed from the treetops beside it!
Just when he was about to touch Wei Weilang's body!
Swish!
"Father!" Ichiro rushed over suddenly, he cut off the spider silk that was trying to wrap around Yuichiro's body, and he shouted:

"There are more than two ghosts, something is wrong with this place."

Muichiro also ran over in small steps. If his brother hadn't noticed the shaking of the treetops, they wouldn't be able to see the spider threads in the darkness.

Cold sweat dripped down his brow.

The three of them stood back to back, aiming their blades at the dark forest around them.

In an instant, several pairs of silver-white eyes lit up in the forest.

……

……

at the same time.

Zhushi Mansion.

Contrary to the atmosphere of Spider Mountain, this place looks very [leisure].

pat.

Yushiro held the tea and placed it lightly in front of Ji Guoyansheng. His face was livid and his tone was stiff:

"Please."

"Thank you." Ji Guoyan looked at him with both eyes and nodded slightly.

After explaining clearly that he was out of Wu Mi's control, Yushiro let down his guard.

Zhu Shi felt a little surprised, after all, although she had never seen him before, she had always heard about this man.

Just when Ji Guoyansheng picked up the teacup and subconsciously sipped it.

click!
He exerted a slight force on his hand, and a crack appeared in the teacup.

Ji Guoyansheng's expression froze for a moment.

(End of this chapter)