Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba: The Second Sun after the Nation

The moon was hanging high in the sky, casting its light on the ground like smoke. In the empty courtyard, there were some flowers and plants that were bent by being trampled. In front of the house, there were two figures, one standing and one lying. They used the eaves as the boundary and used words as chess pieces to start a game.

"Long time no see. Ubuyashiki Yoya, you are in better condition than I thought, but I still wonder who of us looks more like a ghost." Muzan looked at the figure who was so weak that he could only lie on the bed and talk to him. He couldn't hide the pride in his heart no matter what.

"It's been a long time indeed, Muzan Kibutsuji. But the purpose of your coming here should not just be to say hello to the descendants of the tragic family you created, right?" Ubuyashiki Yoya closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, as if in response to Muzan's words, there was no emotion in his words, and it was terrifyingly calm.

"You are so direct and fearless. Do you think I can't kill you quietly and take what I want, or that I can't just turn you into a ghost? Are you so confident that your willpower can resist me when your body is so weak?"

An angry expression appeared between Muzan's brows, and his hands were clenched tightly, as if he was secretly competing with himself, or as if he was accumulating strength and could tear his enemy's heart into pieces in the next second.

No one knew what Muzan was angry about at this moment. Perhaps it was the panic caused by the peacefulness of life that made a certain ghost king feel that the only thing he could show off became impractical.

"How can you be considered fearless? What you wanted has long disappeared, just at noon today. It's a pity that you are a step late." Ubuyashiki Kazuya's eyes were still closed, but he seemed to have sensed something. His originally calm expression immediately turned into a mocking smile, and even his words carried a sarcastic tone.

"Ubuyashiki! What do you mean?" Muzan's drilling fist suddenly became slender, and his entire arm turned into a whip. However, the whip, which should be made of human muscles, did not seem soft at this moment. Instead, it was terribly stiff and even trembled slightly. However, that was transmitted directly from Muzan's body and was not considered abnormal.

"Why don't you attack? Are you still holding on to that pitiful hope that this matter can still be turned around? That's really pitiful, because you can't believe it and you deceive yourself."

The smile on Ubuyashiki Yoya's face grew wider and wider, as if he had suddenly found something worth being happy about. He closed his eyes and used his weak hands to support his body with all his strength, relying solely on his feeling. He stood up slowly and looked at the place where Muzan was standing at this time.

"Ubuyashiki Kazuya, what do you mean?" Muzan felt like he was calm after being angry. Although his words were not calm, his hands that had turned into long whips and his slightly trembling body had all returned to normal, as if nothing had happened before.

"Don't you think it's strange that something you've been looking for for so many years was found in our generation? But it's normal. If someone hadn't told me this information, we really wouldn't have found it, or we wouldn't have thought of looking for it at all. After all, who would have thought that a flower that only blooms at noon would be associated with a ghost that kills people at night?"

When Ubuyashiki Yoya saw that Muzan was becoming increasingly calm, he did not become panicked as the other party had expected, but calmly began to speculate what Muzan was thinking at the moment. After all, this was one of the few chips in the hands of Ubuyashiki Yoya, and he must cherish it because everyone on the field had the same few chips in their hands.

"Are you angry again? Why don't you come over? Is it because you don't dare? Haven't I told you everything you want to know? Why don't you dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that my children will rush over and kill you in the next second?"

Muzan's hand turned into a whip again at some point. Sometimes the truth is always particularly lethal, especially the answer to this truth. He could have known it directly but it was revealed by his own hands. It was even more painful after he searched for a hundred years only to find out that there was no possibility of getting it again.

"Ubuyashiki!" Muzan suppressed the urge to attack and looked at Ubuyashiki Kakuya who was becoming more and more confident in front of him, forcing himself to stay calm. However, the other party did not give him the opportunity and he was interrupted before he could finish what he wanted to say.

"I know what you want to say. We didn't find that flower at all. We just tricked you. Or maybe we deliberately picked the flower and preserved it. As long as you hold me hostage, you can get the flower, even without the flower seeds, right?"

At this moment, Ubuyashiki Yoya was dancing wildly on Muzan's minefield, perhaps wanting to see the masterpiece he had obtained after his actions. He finally opened the eyes that should have been completely diseased in Muzan's heart, and looked at the distorted figure standing in his yard with clear eyes. He gradually retracted his smile, and said seriously.

"It's a pity that everything you thought of has no result. After all, there is no if in the world. The two flower stems you drew when you walked into the door were the last existence of the red spider lily. You killed it with your own hands. Your hope of facing the sun... Who made that kind of flower have no seeds?"

The final judgment came abruptly. The judge, who was sitting in the room with an extremely serious expression, pointed at a plant as if he was pointing at endless evidence, which completely hammered Muzan's still hopeful heart into the abyss.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, followed by a heavy crash. Muzan finally couldn't stand his inner anger anymore, and he completely exploded into a domineering CEO, wanting the world to be buried with his red spider lily. But unfortunately, the ideal is perfect, and the reality is very skinny. The big villain didn't hold the plot of the domineering male protagonist after all. When he was about to defeat the villain in his own story, he found that the villain had a life-saving talisman.

Countless butterflies suddenly appeared and blocked Ubuyashiki Yoya a few meters in front of him, blocking the attack while burning Muzan's body. Before the second attack, they slowly turned into a piece of amber and quietly fell into Ubuyashiki Yoya's hand, emitting a warm yellow light, shining like the sun on Muzan's face, which had not yet been able to retract the resentment and fear.

"Why do you look so surprised? Shouldn't you know clearly? She has more than one amber, so even if the person who looks like her is not here, you can't expect to get out alive, you original coward."