Demon Slayer: The Forest Pillar

With tears in his eyes, Eizo Kujira flapped his tired wings and flew towards the headquarters. With the news that Shinichi might die in the battle, he had desperately flown back to the headquarters to seek support, but now he had to send this sad news back to the headquarters.

Demon Slayer Corps headquarters, inside the Ubuyashiki residence.

The lord, whose eyes had lost color, gently stroked the dying Eizo Kujira, and remained silent. Behind the lord, Ubuyashiki Tenon looked worried and reluctant. Even the young Ubuyashiki Hinai and Ubuyashiki Hikaru looked depressed. The kind big brother who always took candy out of his pocket...

"Sacrifice..." The lord muttered this heavy word.

Sound Pillar Uzui Tengen was the same as Wind Pillar and Deep Pillar in the end. He came late and had a gloomy face, "Upper String!" That kind of evil demon that is not gorgeous! If you can meet them, you must ruthlessly chop them up!

The Rock Pillar, who was on a mission outside, also received the news from Kujira.

Crack! ! An evil ghost didn't even have time to wail before its head was smashed like a watermelon by the Sun Wheel Meteor Hammer. The smelly blood stained the face of the rock pillar, and two lines of tears flowed from his unfocused eyes.

Putting his hands together, Beiming Yu Xingming chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Namo Amitabha, Moriki's sacrifice will not be in vain. Until the day when the evil ghost dies, we, the Demon Slayer Corps, will be immortal!

Water Pillar Tomioka Giyuu also stopped on the way to perform the mission. A trace of fluctuation flashed in his originally calm eyes, "I still owe him a real apology..."

Inside the Purgatory Mansion.

The Flame Pillar Rengoku Makijuro, with a messy stubble on his face, leaned against a wooden pillar, surrounded by empty wine jars, and surrounded by a strong smell of wine. After hearing the news of the crow, the drunken Makijuro put down the wine jar.

Looking into the distance, he was silent for a long time, and finally just smiled self-deprecatingly and muttered a sentence : "It's all in vain..."

Although he didn't want to, a crow still delivered this heavy news to the Morimu mansion.

When Mr. Morimu, who was sitting on the steps basking in the sun, learned that Shinichi might die in the battle, he was silent for a long time.

Just when the crow was worried that Mr. Morimu could not bear the blow, Mr. Morimu stood up and looked at the lush green grass in the yard. In the breeze, countless green grass swayed, exuding a fresh breath, which was also the breath of vitality.

Mr. Morimu looked at the green grass and said firmly, "Shinichi, this child, will not be sacrificed. "

The news that the Mori Hashira might have died in battle spread throughout the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps. Countless swordsmen were deeply saddened by this. Many swordsmen who had fought side by side with Shinichi were even more grief-stricken, and their hatred for the evil spirits deepened. The Demon Slayer Corps' demon-slaying efficiency has increased rapidly these days.

Hidden Corps.

Goto was stunned. Although his face could not be seen clearly due to the mask, his eyes exposed outside could still clearly show Goto's low mood, "Shinichi, how could he... be so strong..."

Goto did not believe this news very much, but he was just a member of the Hidden Corps. What ability did he have to question this news?

Before carrying out the mission, Shinichi asked Goto to help him take care of Enji and continue to lose weight.

Now Enji has obviously lost a lot of weight, but Shinichi...

Goto did not know what to say, so he could only pat Enji's head with tears in his eyes and muttered, "Enji, let's not lose weight. Your happiness is the most important thing. Shinichi must think so too. ”

The little Shiba Inu Enji tilted his head in confusion. He didn’t quite understand why the temporary shit scooper suddenly cried. However, he was quite intelligent and still barked and wagged his tail to try to amuse Goto. After all, if he amused the temporary shit scooper, he could eat more lunch, right?

As for the owner Shinichi, Enji, who was in tune with Shinichi, could clearly feel that although Shinichi’s vitality was a little weak, it still existed. Perhaps the shit scooper was also forced to lose weight~

…..…..…..…..

“Where am I? Am I dead? Is this heaven? Or hell? "

In the blurry chaos, Shinichi's voice echoed, and it was only his voice. He could not feel the existence of his body, nor could he see any scenery. There was only a sense of nothingness and chaos.

The passage of time also lost its meaning. Shinichi did not know when he regained consciousness in this chaos, nor did he know how long he had been here. His memory was still stuck at the time of the battle with Douma, and he knew nothing about what happened afterwards.

Kanae and Shinobu should be safe, right? Did the support from the headquarters arrive in time? Was Douma killed?

If I die, there should be many peopleSad, right? The old man is so old, I don't know if he can bear the blow, is it too late to find another successor of the Breath of the Forest?

My lord, the other pillars should mourn for themselves to some extent, well, maybe Tomioka Giyuu, that cold boy, won't.

What about Shinobu? It's a pity that I can't argue with her in the future. I was wrong before. Now I think about it, Shinobu with a straightforward personality is more lovely. What if Shinobu really becomes gentle? Oh! Thinking about Shinobu becoming as gentle as Kanae, Shinichi feels a little uncomfortable.

And Enji, this heartless little foodie, can he lose weight without his own restraint? I hope Goto can stick to it.

After thinking so much, why hasn't the consciousness disappeared? Is this heaven or hell? Give me a definite answer? It's very rude to let people float around like this!

Just as Shinichi was thinking about it, suddenly, a green light seemed to appear in the chaos in front of him.

The green light was particularly conspicuous in the chaos, so Shinichi saw it at a glance. He didn't know how long it had been floating around, and now that he saw a glimmer of light, Shinichi would naturally not give up this opportunity.

He desperately approached the green light. He couldn't feel his body, and didn't know how to approach it, but as soon as his mind moved, he felt as if he was approaching the green light.

Because the light was getting bigger and brighter in Shinichi's eyes.

As it got closer, the green light slowly formed a figure in Shinichi's eyes.

Green haori, casually tied black hair, a sheathed long sword hanging on the simple belt around the waist, the familiar face made Shinichi stunned.

He subconsciously said: "Why is it you again? Moriki Shunichi? Have you really become a ghost? Come to take me to hell?"

Shunichi Moriki, the ancestor of the Moriki family opposite: "..." There was a feeling of wanting to draw the sword.