Demon Slayer: The Journey of Becoming Yoichi's Sister

"It's really surprising, young lady, you are not a pillar, are you?"

Douma said with a surprised look.

The Demon Slayer uniform that Yuko wore under the cloak also made Douma have a preconceived impression.

Of course, this is not important, it is just a means to deepen the impression.

As long as they fight, the breathing method will let Douma know her identity.

There is no urgent thought of fighting, and the body is extremely relaxed...

This ghost... is very rampant.

As if it were an old acquaintance, Douma said in surprise: "If it weren't for the annoying flower fragrance on you, I wouldn't be able to detect your breath at all."

That's natural. In the transparent field, or the supreme field, hiding the breath is a basic means.

As for the flower fragrance that Douma mentioned, it is actually the wisteria flower sachet she wears around her waist.

It is used to cover up her breath.

Even if she has never eaten people, ghosts are ghosts, and their breath is always different from that of humans.

But the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps are either killing demons or on their way to kill demons, so it is normal to have the smell of evil demons on their bodies.

Combined with the scent of wisteria flowers, it is generally impossible to confirm her identity.

But because of this flower scent, her location was noticed by the other party.

Yuko originally wanted to wait until the other party took action before going out to stop it, so as to dispel the girl's idea of ​​​​suicidal.

The girl who came out like this and couldn't see Douma's true face, even if she woke up, would only be Douma's brainless fan.

She seemed to have caused trouble for herself.

Douma came to the table and sat cross-legged comfortably, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Yuko: "Miss, do you want tea?"

Yuko was not polite, came to sit in front of him, picked up the tea and drank it.

Douma's expression was stunned for a moment, blinked, and a smile appeared on his face.

"So touching! You are the first ghost hunter who actively accepts my kindness!"

"Ah~ Miss, please tell me your name."

Dou Ma was so moved that he sat cross-legged and swayed from side to side.

Yuko drank it all in one gulp. It was just ordinary tea, most likely replaced by believers.

For ghosts, the taste was definitely not good.

Yuko put down the teacup and said coldly: "I say, are you really touched?"

Dou Ma's swaying body stopped, and he kept smiling.

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Yuko looked at him indifferently: "Your smile... is a bit fake."

When normal people have emotional fluctuations, their brains will have subtle changes, and ghosts are no exception.

But the guy in front of her only had a slight fluctuation at the moment she sat down to drink tea.

It can be said that with a transparent world, no one can lie to you, unless that person's psychological quality is really exaggerated to the point that ordinary people can't imagine.

Even, he can deceive himself.

Just like, a mental patient.

He said he could fly, so there wouldn't be anything wrong with his brain. He probably really thought he could fly.

"..." Douma's smile was a little awkward. He looked at Yuko's eyes and changed the subject, "Miss, you have a pair of beautiful eyes~"

"Same as mine."

"Maybe we get along well~"

Douma said, pointing to his colorful eyes in a playful manner.

Because he also had a pair of strange eyes, he didn't think there was anything strange about Yuko.

Yuko: "If you don't eat people, maybe it's okay."

Douma looked a little regretful: "This may be a little difficult."

The regret on his face was gone in an instant, and he looked at Yuko with an excited expression and said: "Speaking of which, Miss, you are my favorite type."

"Gentle, powerful..."

Yuko tilted her head: "How can you tell that I'm gentle?"

"Never before have I met a ghost hunter who communicated with me as calmly as Miss."

Douma smiled and poured tea for Yuko.

"What should I do~ I want to eat the young lady more and more~"

"Hey, let me eat you, then the young lady can live forever with me."

Yuko picked up the tea: "You seem to enjoy this exaggerated performance."

"Because I can't feel human emotions."

The smile on Douma's mouth faded: "I'm a ghost, it's normal that I can't feel human emotions, right?"

"I mean when you were alive."

"It's sad that you can't feel this kind of emotion."

Swish~

Cold and lonely, a golden iron fan quickly enlarged in Yuko's eyes, accompanied by Douma's cold face.

But the next moment, a hint of surprise appeared on his cold face.

Yuko had picked up the Nichirin sword at his waist without knowing when, and the blade and the white cloth pressed the iron fan on the tea table.

Soon!

This woman... is indeed not an ordinary person.

Douma secretlythought.

Yuko said calmly: "Will it not be angry?"

Douma was stunned for a moment.

Angry?

What he just did was...

Before he could finish being surprised, the blue Sunwheel Sword was already in front of him.

Douma waved the iron fan to hold the blade, looked at the aqua blue blade, and said with some regret.

"It's a water column, what a pity, I'm no longer interested in water breathing."

"Miss, if there is no other means, I can only eat you."

Yuko narrowed her eyes slightly. Is this ghost also collecting information about the swordsman?

"Don't worry, I don't plan to be eaten by you here."

Yuko drew out the blade.

"Water Breathing·First Type·Water Surface Slash!"

Yuko crossed her arms and swung a powerful plane slash, sharp and crisp.

"Blood Demon Art·Manchu Lotus."

Douma waved the iron fan, and several ice vines wrapped with ice lotuses went towards Yuko from all directions.

Is it a blood demon art related to ice?

Then she is really destined to be with him.

Yuko forced herself to retract her move and jumped high on the ice vines.

"Water Breathing·Eighth Form·Takitsubo!"

A powerful slash from top to bottom like a waterfall hit Douma fiercely.

Douma stepped back, crossed his arms and waved his fan, and a large number of tiny ice petals shot out like blades.

"Blood Demon Art·Scattered Lotus."

"Water Breathing·Fourth Form·Strike Tide."

The dense slashes continued to be swung, breaking the ice petals one by one.

The fragmented ice crystals entered the lungs along the respiratory tract, and Yuko's move froze slightly.

Hmm?

Douma was surprised and said, "Did you notice it?"

What a perceptive woman!

Yuko retracted her knife and retreated, carefully feeling the condition in her body.

This cold air...

It's poisonous.

The toxin was destroying her lungs.

Yuko's eyelids twitched, and she wondered if she had a grudge against this kind of ghost.

Having fallen hard on this method, how could Yuko fall into it again?

Moreover, this toxin did not have much effect on her now. While her lungs were being destroyed, they were also repairing rapidly.

But the current situation was no longer suitable for continuing to fight.

Yuko glanced at the messy room.

The noise... was a bit loud.