Mirror Multiverse

Is this, sunlight?

Even Douma, who is as indifferent to emotions, was stunned for a moment when he saw Luomen, who looked like the sun.

When he was a human, he could touch the sunlight at will, but it became a deadly thing after he became a demon.

But even if he became a demon, he would still feel uncomfortable about not being able to touch the sunlight again.

"Is this the end of me?"

Such a blazing light shone so closely that even the body of Upper Rank Two began to emit some green smoke at this moment. When he came to his senses, many ice crystal creations had already disappeared.

The constantly rotating space made Douma realize that his neck, which had not yet fully recovered, had been cut off by his opponent.

The head flew a long distance before rolling a few times on the ground.

Perhaps because of the strength of Upper Rank Two, Douma's head did not disappear immediately, but he also knew that he was about to die completely.

Bang!

At this moment, something seemed to fall on his side, and Douma's head rolled again, and then a face appeared in front of him.

The pig-headed boy, because of the high-intensity battle, the pig-headed headgear fell off, and a handsome face was also exposed in front of Douma.

"We have met somewhere before."

Looking at the boy in front of him, Douma's mind appeared a figure of a girl holding a baby.

"I don't remember where I have seen you, a maggot!"

Looking at this head, Inosuke also looked at Douma with disdain, and was ready to get up and continue to join the battlefield to help Tanjiro and the others fight together.

In this battle, the three little ones joined forces with the Love Pillar to fight Hantengu, which was considered a cross-level monster.

"No, we have met before. I know you. Let me think about it. It was fifteen years ago, not that long ago."

"That day, a girl of seventeen or eighteen came with a baby. She said that she was beaten by her husband and bullied by her mother-in-law every day. The Paradise Church I founded would protect these poor people."

"She said that she had no parents or brothers, no one to rely on and nowhere to go. When I first saw her, her face was swollen beyond recognition. She was really tortured."

"Although one eye was blinded due to the beating, her face was restored after treatment. She was a beautiful child. I remember it."

"That face is exactly the same as yours, but it is more slender and the expression is softer."

Looking at the boy in front of him, Douma, who had only one head, thought for a while, smiled and said: "Yeah, I must be right. This person should be your mother."

Hearing Douma's words, even a big man like Inosuke stiffened instantly.

"I don't have a mother. I was raised by a wild boar. It has nothing to do with her!"

Not knowing what it felt like, Inosuke yelled at Douma.

"Could it be that you were born by a wild boar? Since you are a human, you must have been born by a human."

"Stop making noises, you idiot scumbag!"

Inosuke grabbed the knife on the side and prepared to pierce Douma's head.

"Hey, listen carefully to what you are saying. Isn't this a miracle?"

Looking at Inosuke who raised his knife, Douma didn't feel any fear. Instead, he continued, "I didn't plan to eat your mother at that time. After all, having a kind-hearted person around would make you feel good."

"Unfortunately, your mother is not smart, but she is beautiful and has a beautiful voice. She often hugged you and sang. I don't know why it was not a nursery rhyme, but a song about making a promise."

"Make a promise...Hook, hang...Hang, and don't change for a hundred years...I will sing these to you."

Hearing Douma's words, the memories that were buried deep in his mind suddenly emerged under the stimulation of such content.

In the memory, the woman with a soft face sang to him and said to him that she would protect him until he grew up. Is this woman who made him feel so close and said that she would protect him his mother?

"The lyrics of the pinky vows are different every time, and sometimes they turn into something like a raccoon cat song. It's so cute."

For a moment, Inosuke felt as if his soul was pierced. He knew someone had sung a ballad to him, but he never knew who it was. After Douma said it, he realized that it was his mother.

"I had planned to keep it by her side until she died. But your mother... yes, her name is Kotonoha. Her head was chopped off, and her mind became much duller."

"She found out that I ate the believers. Even if I explained it, she couldn't understand my good deeds, so she scolded and spit on me, saying that I was too much and a liar, and she ran away from my temple."

In Inosuke's mind,A few images appeared again, and the last image seemed to be that the mother threw herself off the cliff.

"My... mother, was killed?"

"Eat her without leaving any bones! Even if she went home, she would be beaten by her husband. She was helpless and could only be left dead in the wilderness with her son."

"Kotoha's fate is really unfortunate. Did she have a happy moment? It was a meaningless life."

Looking at Inosuke, Douma smiled, and looked at Inosuke who had no idea what restraint was.

"Stop it, bastard."

Tanjiro, who was just beaten out and fell nearby, also listened to most of the content. As kind as he was, he couldn't help but get angry and shouted at Douma.

"Inosuke is so cute, little hands~"

"Inosuke, so warm, my baby. I'm so happy to be with you."

In his mind, the voices and images of women kept appearing, and Inosuke's arm holding the Nichirin sword was constantly twisted with blue veins.

"This kind of fate is really a miracle."

Looking at the guy who kept talking, Inosuke couldn't help but say: "The ghost who killed my mother is right in front of me, go to hell, bastard."

Without giving Douma a chance to talk nonsense, Inosuke stabbed the knife into Douma's head fiercely. This evil ghost, who only had a head left, had no chance to talk nonsense in the end. He was nailed to the ground by the long knife and waited for death bit by bit.

Inosuke: "I don't have any mother."

Tanjiro: "Everyone has a mother."

Inosuke: "Then I am an abandoned child. My mother doesn't need me."

Zenitsu: "There must be some last resort. If you were really an abandoned child, you wouldn't write your name on the quilt, like me."

Inosuke: "I don't have any memory of my mother. No memory means she doesn't exist."

Tanjiro: "Don't say that, Inosuke. I think Inosuke's mother loves Inosuke the most."

Kotoha: "Inosuke~"

Looking at Muzan's gradually disappearing head, recalling the scene when he talked about his mother with his two companions, and the gentle look of his mother hugging him and calling him, tears could not help but roll in his eyes.

"Mom~"

It's said that he doesn't care, but who can really not care?