Demon Slayer: The Journey of Becoming Yoichi's Sister

Douma was a little confused. For the first time, he felt an emotion called "want to understand" about this mysterious water column.

As for why he was so sure that the other party was a water column, he could only say that if this strength was not a column, then the Demon Slayer Corps would be finished.

Douma asked with some expectation: "Did the woman tell you her name?"

"Or did she tell you where to find her in the future?"

Aiko shook her head blankly: "No, she let me go after waking me up."

A flash of pity between Douma's eyebrows, and he said with sadness: "Is that so? That's really hard work for you."

It must be said that Douma's appearance is indeed extraordinary. That face with colorful pupils can completely fascinate thousands of girls.

Aiko's face became redder and redder, "Master..."

Douma seemed to understand the girl's thoughts, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He opened his arms and hugged Aiko.

Aiko's face flushed, and his eyes became more and more blurred.

"Then she didn't say anything strange to you?" Douma's gentle voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Strange words?

Aiko was stunned for a moment, and recalled Yuko's words, and couldn't help but have a bit of anger in her tone.

"That hateful woman said that the founder is a man-eating evil ghost!"

"Then Ai thinks I am?" Douma caressed the girl's neck intimately, but his compassionate eyes became indifferent at some point.

"Of course not! The founder must be the son of God sent by the gods to save us!"

"Then Aizi is willing to share eternal life with me and live happily forever together?"

Aiko replied excitedly: "Yes, I do!"

"Really? I know."

Suddenly, Aizi's ecstatic expression froze on her face, and a large amount of blood poured out along the broken neck, drenching Douma's figure in blood.

Douma held Aiko's excited head and looked down at himself.

"Oh no, how are we going to clean this up later?"

Dou Ma exclaimed, as if to express panic, but his other hand did not stop dismantling Aiko's limbs, and the scene was bloody for a while.

...

On the other side, Yuko looked back as if she had sensed something.

The city was as small as an ant.

After a moment, she turned back and continued to record the information.

Using her nails as a pen and her blood as ink, Yuko recorded Dou Ma's information in the book.

She found that her blood was really useful.

Not only can it increase the power of weapons, but it can also quickly heal injuries and allow people to see ghosts.

Now that it has overcome the sunlight, it can be used even under the sun.

Just highlight one usefulness.

Yuko is still too comprehensive.

In the notebook, there are her fragmented memories and information about evil spirits.

It has been updated to four pages.

The first page is the information about Muzan that has been identified by a specialist, Yuichiro.

The body has five hearts, seven brains, and the arms have the ability to turn into flesh whips.

Judging from this information alone, Muzan's blood demon art does not seem to be very powerful.

At least... it is not very weird.

It is not even as good as the many evil spirits they have encountered before.

But this is what Yoriichi gave his evaluation.

A touch is enough to be fatal.

Although Muzan's blood demon art is simple, isn't pure strength a kind of strength?

The second page is Kokushibo.

Ikuko has fought with Kokushibo more than a few times in his life. When he was a human, the two often trained together.

The accuracy of the information is as high as 99%, which is more accurate than Muzan's information.

The third page is the information about Upper String Three.

There are not many records in it, only one sentence.

There are blue striped tattoos on the body, short pink hair, and the name is suspected to be - Jiwoza.

This Jiwo must be wrong. She should have seen the real name of Upper Three in the comment area at that time, but she may have read that word wrong.

Yuko didn't remember it very clearly, but it should be similar fonts, if translated into Chinese characters.

The latest page, Upper Six - Douma.

Blood Demon Art - Ice, Poison.

In addition to Muzan, there are only six Upper Strings that need to be recorded.

The Lower Strings are not enough to threaten the Pillars.

It can't be considered as combat power.

The combat power of Demon Slayer is so attractive. The Pillars can beat the Lower Strings in seconds, the Upper Strings can beat the Pillars in seconds, Muzan can beat the Upper Strings in seconds, and Yuichi can beat Muzan in seconds.

If this combat power is a little more reasonable, Yuko wouldn't be so cautious, afraid of taking a wrong step.

"The overall performance is - the extension of ice..."

After Yuko recorded the last sentence, she looked up and looked forward.

It is a vast land.

Neon is not big, but that is for other countries.

Stepping into it, using the ancients' means of transmitting information, toIt is not an easy task to find a few evil ghosts hiding in the vast sea of ​​people.

Perhaps she may not be able to find one in a hundred years. Not all ghosts are like Douma, who have a high status in human society.

Yuko looked at the vast land and sighed.

There is a long way to go.

…

After becoming a ghost, time slowly faded out of Yuko's perception.

Although she can see the sun rise and set every day, she can no longer remember how much time she has spent.

"Have you heard? The director of the kendo hall was eaten by evil ghosts!"

In a certain city, the whispers in front of a roadside stall caught Yuko's attention.

The person next to her was surprised and said: "Are you talking about the director of the Shinto-ryu?"

"Yes! That's him!"

Shinto-ryu...

Yuko has a little impression that it is a martial art handed down from the Warring States Period. It not only teaches swordsmanship, but also involves judo, ninjutsu and other aspects.

"It's terrible. Three people have died in just a few days!"

Hearing this, Yu Zi hesitated and went forward to sit at a table.

"Hey, you are..."

"Excuse me, what's the matter with the evil ghost you are talking about?"

"Who are you? You just came up here for no reason." The two looked a little ugly. It's inevitable for anyone to have a stranger at the same table when they are eating...

The two suddenly looked serious and hurriedly poured tea for Yu Zi: "Please have some tea!"

The person next to him took the money from Yu Zi flatteringly.

The person pouring tea had a trembling eyelid, slapped him hard on the back of his hand, and snatched the money away.

The other person looked a little dissatisfied.

Yu Zi calmly took out another copy and pushed it on the table.

"If you have any questions, just ask us brothers! There is no news in this city that we don't know!" The man put away the money with shining eyes, patted his chest and pointed at the person next to him.

They looked like the best in the world.

Yu Zi pulled the corner of his mouth, a little speechless: "The evil ghost you just mentioned?"

"You mean this..." The man swallowed his saliva, a little scared, "The directors of the martial arts schools in our city have suffered in the past few days."

The other person nodded his head: "They were all eaten by evil ghosts!"

"How do you know they were eaten? Maybe it was a revenge?"

The two looked at each other, and one of them said tremblingly: "The gym is full of blood, and there are large pieces of minced meat and internal organs. What else can it be but a ghost."

Yu Zi narrowed his eyes slightly.