Muzan: My daughter can't be that weak!

"Uncle Doma, I... I'm going to find that right away, can you please stop following me?"

"Waaah..."

Yukina looked at the smiling "ghost" in front of her and was terrified. She was so scared that she didn't dare to say the word "corpse" and could only vaguely mention it.

She had heard Yuko tell her scary stories before, in which some people died but their souls didn't know it, and they thought they were still alive, wandering around the world and harassing other living people.

She thought that if a ghost dies, it's probably about the same.

The one in front of me must be the ghost of Uncle Doma, who is unaware that he has already shattered.

"Huh?"

Domo tilted his head, his seven-colored eyes filled with confusion.

What is Yukina looking for? Is it something she's looking for while playing hide-and-seek with him?

But seeing her teary-eyed appearance, he suddenly understood.

Ah, could it be that I'm tired from running and hurt myself, so I'm hungry, but I'm too embarrassed to tell myself?

His face immediately broke into a bright smile that said "I understand," and his tone was exceptionally generous.

"Little Yukina must be hungry, right? It's okay, I still have some food! If it's Little Yukina, I can share some with you! Don't be shy!"

He felt he was a truly considerate friend.

It doesn't make sense... It's completely illogical!

Yukina felt a deep sense of helplessness.

How am I supposed to explain this to a ghost who doesn't even know he's dead?

Just then, she suddenly felt a sharper, more intense pain in the area where her front teeth were.

"Well……"

She couldn't help but remove her hands from her face and carefully touch the slightly loose front tooth with her fingertips.

With the slightest touch, the teeth wobbled noticeably, as if they might fall out at any moment.

"My teeth..."

She looked at her fingers in a panic, her voice trembling with tears.

Douma curiously moved closer, his seven-colored eyes fixed on her small mouth.

Sure enough, that little front tooth was already loose and about to fall out.

"It's just one tooth."

He spoke casually, as if it were no big deal at all.

"So what if it's fallen off? New ones will grow back quickly anyway. Look, like this..."

To make his argument more convincing, he tapped his perfectly good teeth hard, and they fell out with a slight clicking sound.

However, the missing piece quickly grew back.

"The old one is gone, but the new one will arrive soon. It's very convenient!"

In the long course of life, the replacement and regeneration of body parts is as natural and common as breathing. The loss of a tooth is a trivial matter, not even worth a second glance.

"Can ghosts... grow teeth?"

Yukina froze, and the words slipped out of her mouth involuntarily.

The next second, she suddenly realized what she had said, and immediately covered her mouth tightly with both hands, her eyes widening in horror.

Ruined!

She actually said to his face that Uncle Doma was a ghost!

If a ghost hears these words, will it become enraged and... then kill her too, turning her into a real ghost as well?

"Huh?"

Doma blinked his seven-colored eyes.

He considered himself a very clever and understanding ghost.

At this moment, the blank yet rapidly working brain circuits finally circled back along a strange trajectory.

Ah... I see!

So, did Yukina really take Muzan's words about not being able to live seriously? Did she really think I was dead and had become a ghost?

This made him feel both novel and interesting.

He's a ghost!

How could a ghost die so easily?

Besides, ghosts don't exist in the world; they're just stories humans make up to scare themselves.

What an adorable yet slightly silly little kid.

A feeling of pity welled up in his heart.

"Did Yukina really think I was dead?"

He explained patiently, his tone light and even slightly amused.

"Ghosts don't die. Hmm... at least they don't die from having their heads shattered or their bodies separated."

He thought for a moment, then felt it necessary to clarify, so he held up a finger and said in a teaching tone:

"Unless... your head is cut off by a demon slayer's special Nichirin Blade, or you get exposed to the sun. Only then will the demon truly disappear."

Seeing Yukina's dazed expression, he became even more certain of his judgment.

As expected of a newly born ghost, it doesn't even know such basic common sense.

As her friend, I have to help her a lot.

"Oh...really?"

Yukina opened her mouth wide in shock, even temporarily forgetting the pain in her front teeth.

You won't die? Then why did Dad say that...?

"Of course it's true!"

Doma answered with a smile. To prove that what he said was true, and also to make the teaching more intuitive, he suddenly had a good idea.

He turned around lightly, leaped backward, and landed on the edge of a slightly higher platform next to him.

Then, before Yukina could react, he opened his arms with a relaxed smile and, just like when he was amusing himself before, plummeted straight down to the hard ground below!

"Bang—Crack!"

The familiar muffled thud and cracking sound.

Yukina gasped, watching helplessly as Uncle Doma's body fell to the ground in a twisted position, his head separating from his neck once again, even more severely than before.

But then, something even more astonishing happened.

The broken pieces seemed to have a life of their own, rapidly wriggling, approaching, and piecing themselves back together.

Flesh and blood regenerate rapidly, and bones are reshaped with a faint crackling sound.

In just a few breaths, Douma was standing perfectly fine in front of her, even raising his hand to tidy up a single strand of his hair, his seven-colored eyes curving as he looked at her, as if he had just been putting on a show.

"Look, like this," he said casually.

Is it really true?!

Xue Nai's mouth opened into an "O" shape, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

The overwhelming amount of information left her mind blank.

Then, a belated wave of embarrassment suddenly washed over me.

Ah!

That wretched dad of mine! He lied to me! He scared me so much just now, and I was even thinking of going to collect Uncle Doma's body...

How silly of you! You're so embarrassing!

Overwhelmed by immense embarrassment.

Her face flushed bright red instantly, and the tips of her ears even felt hot.

She could no longer face her Uncle Doma, who had come back from the dead and witnessed all her foolishness.

"Waaah..."

She let out a whimper of utter shame, turned around abruptly, pressed her burning cheeks against the cold pillar, and turned her back to Doma, leaving him with only a silhouette that seemed to say, "I have no face to see the ghost."

A child's pride... is really, really important these days!