Only 100 days left in life

Hearing that loud scream, Shiratori Mariko froze for a moment.

"Is it Shanyi's voice? What is he shouting?" She said a little uncertainly.

It sounds like a frightening sound, can't it be an accident?

The yelling seemed to be very far away from here, Shiratori Mariko couldn't hear exactly what she was yelling, only a vague "ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" sound.

She was a little worried.The original appointment was just to search around. After all, the time near night is more suitable for ghosts to travel.

After listening to it a few more times, it seemed that there was no more sound, Shiratori Mariko frowned.

"Mr. Shi Er, shall we go and have a look?" She asked, "Call all three of us back, it will be bad if something happens."

"Up to you," Fu Heisher said indifferently.

He seems to have returned to his original lazy state, which is different from the ironic look just now.

Shiratori Mariko exhaled, took a piece of paper from her pocket, wrote a few words on it, found a stone to hold it down, and then stood up anxiously, "Let's go and have a look, and bring the box."

She took Mi Douzi's hand to identify the direction for a while, and then ran over there, "Let's go, Mi Douzi."

Fuheshier looked at the box that Mariko Shiratori was resting behind, waiting for him to pick it up, and clicked his tongue.

He carried the box in his hand, looked at the slender figure of Shiratori Mariko running in front of him, "It's so slow."

Shiratori Mariko who was complained: "I'm sorry for running slowly."

Before she could continue, she saw that Mi Douzi beside her had grown taller almost instantly, turning into a teenage girl.

Long legs and thin waist, delicate appearance, pink headband still pinned to the hair, but the clothes seem to be too tight because of the enlarged size.

The girlish Katomon Midouzi pulled Mariko Shiratori and led her for a run, and seemed to feel something was wrong, so she stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Shiratori Mariko asked a little nervously, "Did something happen?"

She looked around, "Is there a ghost?"

Mi Douzi shook his head.

Shiratori Mariko blinked in a daze, and found that she was hugged directly in the next second.

"What?" She was a little at a loss, "What is this for?"

Fu Heisher, who was following the two of them, said sarcastically, "I hate you for running slowly, didn't you notice?"

Mosuo, who was a little upset, checked the box in his hand, "Hurry up, maybe everything will be settled when you arrive."

Shiratori Mariko: "Understood."

While Shiratori Mariko and Fuhesher were talking, the ghost girl biting the bamboo tube didn't stop her pace.

Without saying a word, she hugged the person in her arms, stepped away from her grown legs, and rushed towards the place where Shanyi was screaming.

The silvery moon peeked out from the dark clouds, Spider Woman manipulated the silk thread, and carefully manipulated the corpse to slash at Tanjirou who was in the very center.

Her hair fell gently on the stone, trembling her already quite tired hands, which were almost trembling, she gritted her teeth and continued to control the corpse.

But Spider Woman didn't dare to stop, the eyes beside her were closely watching her every move.

A short child in a light-colored kimono, with half of his face covered by white hair, was standing on the hanging spider silk, watching her movements indifferently, as if he didn't care about her low blood.

Thinking of the torment from her tiredness, Spider Woman didn't dare to relax at all, allowing blood to drip from the wound cut by the spider's silk, and then quickly healed.

"Mom," Lei looked at the Spider Woman in front of him coldly, and said softly, "Hurry up and get rid of them."

His voice was very peaceful, but Spider-Woman shivered involuntarily.

"Yes, yes," Spider-Woman replied forcefully, "I will, I will."

She kept repeating this sentence, and accelerated the speed of manipulating the spider's silk.

"Really," said tiredly, "Hurry up."

He turned around, "I'm going to see the little bugs on my brother's side, ah, it seems to be called Xiang Kai, let's get rid of them quickly, mom."

"No matter who it is, we can't disturb our lives - Mom will protect us, right? Otherwise, I'll tell Dad."

Spider-Woman gasped, and the cold sweat on her forehead grew more and more.

"I, I will protect Haoti and everyone!" She said hurriedly, "I can solve it right away! Yes! Mom can do it!"

There was no echo from the woods, as if the child named Tired had already gone far.

Biting her lip, Spider Woman pulled more silk threads, manipulating them to attack the newly emerged ghost hunter.

Not enough, not enough.Need to go faster.

Tanjiro and Inosuke stood back to back, resisting attacks from other members of the Demon Slayer Squad.

He swung the sun wheel knife and tried to cut off the thin silk thread, but in the next moment of cutting, more and thinner spider silk stuck to it again.

It was only at this time that Tanjiro began to regret his recklessness.

If only he had talked to Mr. Fuhei who came down the mountain to look for them before, or sent a message to Miss Shiratori, but now he is surrounded, and he doesn't know if they can come.

Smelling the smell of ghosts at that time, Tanjiro rushed into the mountain together with Inosuke anxiously.

But the situation was more serious than he had imagined, and there were more casualties.

The puppets controlled by invisible spider silk hanging from the branches are almost all members in the uniform of the Ghost Killing Squad. I don't know what they have experienced here, but it is obviously not a particularly good thing.

Most of them are already dead, with their eyes closed tightly, and some are still awake, but it is difficult to break free from the control of the spider silk.

He suddenly raised his head and sniffed, even under the cover of the pungent smell, Tanjirou still smelled quite familiar nearby.

A very reassuring person with a smell of washing powder, Miss Shiratori Mariko, and his younger sister Mizuko and Mr. Fukuro.

"Miss Shiratori!" Tanjiro yelled, "There are wounded people here—help us!"

He waved his hand and slashed at the spider on the ground, "Please help us!"

Mariko Shiratori felt the rushing wind, and hugged Zaomen Midouzi's neck tightly, for fear that she would accidentally fall off.

She cautiously stared at the woods on the left and right, for fear that a ghost or something would jump out nearby and surround the three of them.

Fu Heisher: Tsk.

Straight into the woods near the ridge from the path, in the darkness, Shiratori Mariko took out her phone with difficulty, and held up the screen to illuminate the road ahead for Mi Douzi.

The three walked cautiously into the depths of the woods, wary of possible enemies.

At this moment, Tanjirou's shout sounded from the side.

"Miss Shiratori—" he called, "there are wounded—"

Shiratori Mariko and Fuhesher looked at each other.

Should I go to Zenitsu first, or go to Tanjirou first?

At this moment, Inosuke, who also seemed to be beside Tanjirou, also shouted.

"Miss Shiratori—" His hoarse voice was the same as usual, "Help—"

Mariko Shiratori hesitated, "Since there are wounded, let's ask Tanjiro first."

She patted Mi Douzi's hand, and Mi Douzi rushed over immediately with her, followed by Fu Heisher carrying the suitcase.

Obviously this place is not far from Tanjiro's position, it seems that they were blocked here as soon as they entered the forest.

How did Shanyi get to such a deep place?

Mariko Shiratori pressed this doubt to the bottom of her heart, and carefully looked at the scene in front of her by the moonlight.

Kamado Tanjiro's face and hands were covered with scars. He stood among the trees with a knife in his hand, trying his best to cut the thin silver wires in front of his eyes, which were like iron wires with a metallic luster, and from time to time, he was on guard against the attacks of the people behind him.

Shiratori Mariko found that behind Tanjiro and attacking him mercilessly, it was a young girl who was also wearing a dark uniform with the words "Demon Slayer Squad" on the back.

"These people are under control!" He gritted his teeth and said, "It's fine to cut off the threads, but every time there will be new silk threads coming out, you must stay away from these threads!"

As Tanjiro said, the faces of these boys and girls showed expressions of extreme pain—and indeed they should feel pain. It was a rather tortured posture, twisted to a degree that is difficult for humans to achieve, and some of them seemed to be alive. The rest of them lowered their heads and were manipulated like marionettes.

Shiratori Mariko gasped, but before she could think any more, an army of manipulated people surrounded her.

They approached Tanjiro step by step, many of them even yelled "Hurry up", but it was obviously useless.

Facing these people who intended to attack Tanjiro, Yazuko Kamado tightened Shiratori Mariko's hand suddenly, and there were obvious demonization marks around her eyes.

But she still stood near Shiratori Mariko, looking around vigilantly, and did not make a direct move.

Shiratori Mariko opened her mouth.

"I'll call Miss Glass," she said, "There are Gojo Satoru and them. Let's save them first and then—"

Before she could finish speaking, Fuheshier by her side dropped the box at Mariko Shiratori's feet, and bent down to pick up a sun blade that fell on the ground.

He weighed it a few times, and swung it in the direction of Shiratori Mariko.

After a sharp piercing sound, Shiratori Mariko could clearly see a tiny spider appearing out of thin air, as if it was going to approach her, but was cut in half by the knife mercilessly in the next second.

And after that, Shiratori Mariko could clearly see that more living people being manipulated were coming here.

The moonlight hit their faces, and they looked almost pale. Some seemed to have self-awareness, and more were completely silent.

Mariko Shiratori took out the phone without hesitation, but remembering that Gojo Satoru and the others seemed to be working overtime, after thinking about it, she chose the phone number from the Armed Detective Agency.

After she dialed the number, the other party answered the phone immediately.

"This is the Armed Detective Agency, and I'm the president Fukuzawa Yukichi," Fukuzawa Yukichi said calmly, "What's the matter?"

Even though it was late at night, his office was still lit with a book on his desk.

"I'm Mariko Shiratori," a familiar voice came from the opposite side, "Mr. Fukuzawa? I'm in trouble here and need help."

Shiratori Mariko held the phone nervously, roughly summed up the current situation, and finally asked, "It's very offensive to interrupt, but there are many children here who seem to be alive. I probably can't save so many people by myself. Can I ask the detective agency Would you guys come here? If it’s convenient, please bring Dr. Xie Ye with you, please.”

Fukuzawa Yukichi pondered for a moment, then agreed, "We will arrive as soon as possible."

Hearing Fukuzawa Yukichi's answer, Shiratori Mariko breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him briefly, and hung up the phone.

"I have to go back." She opened the cabinet door, and looked up at Fuhesher before leaving, "Can I leave everything here to you temporarily, Mr. Shier?"

Fuhesher turned his head and glanced at her.

"Got it," he clicked impatiently, "Go."