Demon Slayer: Exploding Kui Zhi! Nezuko Is So Happy

[Demon Slayer: There are hundreds of members, but the Demon Slayer is an organization that has not been officially recognized by the government. Its members are often called "ghost hunters." The organization's purpose is to kill Kibutsuji Muzan, the ancestor of the Oni. 】

[Pillar: The codenames of the nine highest-ranking swordsmen in the Demon Slayer Corps. 】

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On the platform.

The passengers were momentarily distracted.

A jealous man.

The first to react...

"What? It turns out that I have a wife, and she is still talking and laughing with other women. It's so unruly!"

"I'm not responsible at all. My wife has children, so I don't know how to take care of them!"

“(????) It’s really disgusting, why is his wife so beautiful!!!”

"Sure enough, all the handsome guys have their wives long ago!"

"Hey, what a pity!"

"Your wife is so beautiful, she is a perfect match for you!"

"bless all of you......"

The crowd dispersed.

"Thank you for bailing me out."

Gen Kujo walks away from everyone he sees.

Thanks to Kochou Kanae.

"Thank me for what?"

The girl's lips were slightly raised with a hint of smile.

"Is there a possibility that, like them, I am also attracted by your appearance."

"but..."

She bent down, tilted her forehead forward, and pointed at her head playfully.

"I'm a lot smarter than them, so I use this method to drive them all away."

Three major misconceptions of men.

This woman likes me?

Take a joke seriously.

Gen Kujo certainly wouldn't make such a stupid mistake.

So he chose silence.

Staring at her with serious eyes.

really.

The girl couldn't stand it any longer.

"Okay, okay, I was joking just now, don't look at me with such unexpected eyes."

Say it.

It glanced at the platform.

There are far fewer people than before.

"Goodbye by fate!"

"I'm going to get in the car~"

"Otherwise, I won't be able to come."

She held the ticket in her hand and raised her hand, waving vigorously towards Gen Kujo.

The sun shone on her face, reflecting her bright smile.

Colorful butterfly pattern feathers flutter gently in the breeze.

Sharp-eyed Gen Kujo.

He was also able to quickly discover the key information on the ticket.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

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"..."

"Wow, there are so many people on this train!"

"I can't help it, the Chinese New Year is almost here!"

"..."

Sorry, give me a moment. "

"..."

Sorry, this seat seems to be mine. "

"...."

Uncle, can you help me put this luggage on the shelf? "

"..."

"...Yes, visiting a friend far away!"

"..."

Conversations like this happen from time to time on crowded trains.

Gen Kujo went through some twists and turns.

Finally found my seat.

Not surprisingly.

Opposite Gen Kujo's seat, a girl sat.

Her movements were graceful.

The back is straight and the shoulders droop naturally, showing a dignified temperament.

Keep your legs together and tilt them slightly.

Showing a subtle beauty.

Put your hands naturally on your knees, with your fingertips lightly resting on them, appearing calm and leisurely.

Her legs are gracefully curved, with natural lines that outline a perfect silhouette.

Under the light from the train window.

It seems to give off a light sheen.

After Gen Kujo sat down.

Kochou Kanae looked at it subconsciously.

Suddenly.

Her eyes lit up.

But there was no sound.

The same goes for Gen Kujo.

The tacit understanding between the two.

It’s on full display in this moment.

Time passes minute by minute.

It was getting dark.

The lights in the carriage were dim, and the windows reflected the light from the platform, forming beams of light.

Gen Kujo closed his eyes after getting in the car.

Not that he was sleeping.

Instead, enter a meditative state and absorb your desires.

With so many people in the carriage, people will have desires. After absorbing these desires, they can become experience points for upgrading [Charm].

Gen Kujo naturally does not waste.

Kochou Kanae on the opposite side, holding Demon Slayer's Nichirin Blades in his arms.

Leaning against the train window.

From this angle, I could just see the man opposite me through the glass.

She wouldn't be like the woman sitting next to him, staring all the way with her nymphomaniac eyes.

I'm the flower head of the Demon Slayer Squad!

A wise woman! ! !

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