Demon Slayer: The Swordsman Coming Out of Sagiri Mountain

wealthy district in Tokyo.

The line of western-style buildings symbolizes the rapid progress of modernization. In this building area, there are basically rich people in suits and leather shoes, which is very different from the place where the poor live.

Outside a certain western-style villa, a woman in a gorgeous gown is watering a flower pot, her figure is as graceful and beautiful as a spring mountain, with a faint smile on her face, while her husband is wearing a top hat and has a famous brand on his wrist Rolex watch, fully dressed and ready to go to work.

"Bon Voyage."

"I am leaving."

Like a Western-style farewell, the woman stood on tiptoe and gently kissed her husband's side face, and the husband smiled and nodded, looking very affectionate.

And when someone passed by outside the door, they pointed at the family.

"The previous owners here don't seem to be these two..."

"You mean Mr. Watanabe? Three days ago, it seemed that he was urged to come to the door because of gambling debts. In the end, he had no choice but to sell the house."

Facing these discussions, the woman's calm and smiling face did not show any strange expression. She put the scissors for pruning the flowers aside, then put the kettle on the ground, turned around and walked into the inner room, closing the door .

"What a beauty."

"Don't look, a woman with that kind of temperament is not something you can covet. She might be the wife of a royal child."

The two people in the discussion are not badly dressed. Those who can live here are basically people with high numbers in the upper class, including the Mr. Watanabe who sells the house. Sir is a partner.

After Mr. Watanabe got into the bad habit of gambling, Mr. Murakami never cooperated with him again. Not long after, Mr. Watanabe's company also went bankrupt. As for Mr. Murakami, the company's business was booming.

However, Mr. Murakami's child was inexplicably ill. He suffered from a rare skin disease that prevented him from going out during the day. Even the doctor couldn't diagnose what was wrong. Some people said that it was after Mr. Murakami abandoned Mr. Watanabe. Curse... But the specifics, no one else knows.

After the two left, the woman let out a long breath with her back against the door, patted her hot face, and began to clean up the house.

After everything was done, she went to the room on the second floor, picked up the quill pen on the table, and the beautiful handwriting jumped out on the paper.

'On the fourth day, everything went well. Tonight, I will meet Mr. Murakami's wife at the banquet and cultivate a good relationship. '

The sun shines in through the casement, a very short sentence.

quack!

After the crow on the branch croaked twice, it flew away with the letter box hanging on its feet.

Butterfly Kanae finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it the fourth day already?"

When I first came into contact with this task, not only my sister and Yusui Tianyuan, but even Butterfly Shinobi found it a bit inconceivable that they would lurk beside some legendary ghost king.

How to ensure safety, how to ensure that he will not be discovered, and a series of questions such as Yusui Tianyuan and Butterfly Ninja can't understand, and how did Lin Yu know the identity of the ghost king as a human being? Where is the specific location of the ghost just by smelling it with your nose?
Of course, Lin Yu did not give an answer to this follow-up question, and everyone just talked about it out of logical considerations. After so many things, they would not have any doubts about Lin Yu's ability to detect ghosts.

As for that series of considerations, Lin Yu felt that there was no need to consider it at all. If he wanted to eliminate his opponent, he had to observe his opponent at close range.

This is a dangerous job, and so far, all ghost hunters have done the same job. The possibility of dying without knowing it is very high. Without this awareness, it is best not to pick up the day Wheel knife, at least Lin Yu thinks so.

Butterfly Chanahui is a little immersed in the identity issue Lin Yu said. This time she needs to play the role of Lin Yu's wife. This is the first time for her who has always been conservative and young. Thinking wildly, she had always regarded Lin Yu as her younger brother before, and if she did this, she felt forbidden...

Just as Butterfly Kanae, who had nothing to do, was blushing and thinking about it, a sound broke the silence in the room.

"Meow!"

"So soon?"

A cat with a charm hanging around its neck crawled in through the window. It was Yushiro's familiar, and there was a backpack on the cat's back.

Butterfly Kanae confirmed through the clock on the back of the cat. It turned out that the time passed too fast and she didn't realize it at all.

It has been about two hours since Lin Yu went out. He didn't do other things these days, but made reasonable use of his previous royal status, that is, Yuan Yusheng's status, to go in and out of this rich area, and communicate with those upper class Dealing with more people, gaining enough voice, so that it is convenient to take her to the banquet at night.

The life of the rich is also very hard in various senses. Basically, there is no fixed job. The most things they usually do are to maintain their personal relationships and enjoy various material lives. At least this kind of life is important for Butterfly Kanae is very tired. There is always a feeling of doing nothing. There are still so many things to do. If you have so much free time, it is better to organize more medicines in case another team member is injured and enters the Butterfly House.

She usually comes here all the time.

"Let me see, Mr. Cat."

Butterfly Kanae smiled and untied the cat's backpack, and took out the letter inside.

The letter was a message from a person named Yushiro. The content of the letter was a description of his blood ghost art. His blood ghost art is spiritual, and he can use the vision of animals to gain perception. Manipulating the vision of ghosts, he used this ability to escape from the eagle dogs sent by Wu Mi many times with Miss Zhu Shi.

The limitation of this special ability is that it must be manipulated face to face, or it can only be activated by obtaining the blood of the target person or ghost.

"The Ghost King hid in his own castle, and handed over the task of controlling the castle to his secretary. As long as he finds a way to obtain the secretary's blood, he can obtain the key to the castle."

"The key?"

Butterfly Kanae murmured and put away the letter.

She opened the closet, which was full of evening dresses. It is said that the mysterious ghost king has several identities, and the family members who live with him are actually ordinary people.