Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

With her head down, Kanao was still fast asleep, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, and a peaceful smile on her lips.

He smiled and gently freed himself from the other person's arms that were hugging him like a teddy bear.

He went to the window and looked outside. A flock of ravens circled overhead. He opened the window and the fragrance of wisteria blossoms filled the air. He tilted his head and looked out the window. His ravens, which belonged to him, landed listlessly on a branch. When they saw him looking at them, they immediately tucked their heads into their feathers.

He gently waved to his own raven.

The raven flapped its wings and flew into the air, circling for a while before reluctantly landing on his wrist.

"It seems you don't like me as your master at all?"

Su Mu reached out and gently stroked the raven's head, a smile playing on his lips.

The raven tucked its head in.

Su Mu naturally knew why the yaks disliked him. After all, these yaks were trained to deal with evil spirits, and they would naturally react when they sensed the aura of a ghost on him.

He didn't care too much. After feeding the ravens, he turned his head to look out the window. In the distant, open square, some swordsmen were training together, including Tanjiro and Makomo.

At this moment, Tanjiro and Makomo were each surrounded by a small team of about ten people, all of whom were teams formed at Fujikasane Mountain.

Now, it seems they are getting used to each other, and their teamwork is becoming more and more seamless. Once the other team members' Nichirin Blades arrive, they will probably be able to start their demon-hunting mission.

In other places, you can also see many teams working together.

When did Uncle wake up?

A very faint sound came from beside me.

Su Mu naturally reached out and placed his hand on the head of the girl who had appeared beside him, then on her delicate face, and gently pinched it: "She just woke up not long ago."

Feeling her cheek being pinched, Kanao seemed to enjoy it and narrowed her eyes. She even slightly raised her pretty face to better touch Su Mu's palm.

Following... touching her hair, tapping her head, and pinching her nose, she then engaged in even more intimate actions with Su Mu.

For Kanao, it was a very pleasant feeling.

Kanao especially liked and enjoyed the feeling of being close to her uncle, feeling the gentle pressure and warmth of his large hands pinching her cheeks.

"Uncle woke up without telling Kanao."

Seeing her uncle withdraw his hand, Kanao grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Gradually, without realizing it, she will develop many little emotions towards her uncle. She will gradually become dissatisfied with some small things and start to sulk. Sometimes, she will also be very happy and joyful because of some small things.

Gradually, I began to experience more and more emotions that I had never felt before.

"I didn't disturb Kanao because she was sleeping so soundly."

"But Kanao slept in. It's all Uncle's fault. If Uncle's arms weren't so comfortable, Kanao wouldn't have slept in. Now I've started exercising, just like Makomo."

"It's okay to sleep in late."

Su Mu chuckled.

"No way! Kanao wants to become really strong, really strong. She still needs to protect Uncle in the future, so how can she slack off?"

Kanao will never forget the dangerous moments her uncle faced.

Chased by the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps

He was beaten so badly by Akaza that he was powerless to fight back.

Kanao will never forget any of these things.

Although I may feel basking in my uncle's warmth, I will never let it make me complacent.

"Then let's go down and exercise for a while. We still need to eat later."

Su Mu said in a low voice.

"Ah."

Kanao was somewhat happy. She stepped forward, hugged him, and then turned around, took down the Nichirin Blade hanging on the wall, and went downstairs.

Standing by the window, Su Mu soon saw Kanao training diligently in the sunlight. She was very serious, hardworking, and also a little silly. Even though he didn't need her protection, she was determined to protect him one day.

Not far from Kanao, Makomo, wearing a fox mask with her eyes closed, looked up and her gaze fell on the man standing by the window. She also saw that the man's eyes were full of another girl.

The girl under the mask slightly puffed out her lips, picked up her Nichirin Blade, let out a soft shout, and slashed at the air in front of her.

"One cut, two cuts..."

"Three, four, five..."

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine, one thousand!"

When the thousandth swing of her sword ended, Makomo stopped, her body drenched in sweat as she sheathed her Nichirin Blade. Then, she looked up at the window not far away.

The man was still standing by the window, quietly watching Kanao exercise not far from her.

From the beginning until now, my gaze seems to have never stopped.

same

The same training on my side seemed to have never been given any attention, and a sense of discouragement inexplicably arose in my heart.

I'm very dissatisfied.

This made Makomo's cheeks puff out, but it couldn't be seen because of the mask.

"call……"

Taking a slight breath, Makomo walked towards the window. Seeing that the other person's gaze was still fixed on Kanao, who was training, she couldn't help but speak up: "Hey..."

Hearing the noise, Su Mu turned his head and looked at the girl standing not far from the window, wearing a fox mask with her eyes closed and a smiling face.

Good morning, Makomo.

"Good morning."

Makomo smiled, then sheathed his Nichirin Blade and strode into the house. Amidst the soft sound of footsteps, a petite girl appeared at the window, standing before him. Together they gazed out the window at the girl training diligently, beads of sweat dripping from her brow.

"It seems that the master cares a lot about Kanao. He has been watching Kanao practice swordsmanship all morning, and his eyes have hardly left her."

The girl muttered, her voice carrying a strange, inexplicable quality, like a newly grown sour fruit, exuding a sour smell.

"Is there?"

Su Mu shifted his gaze from Kanao to Makomo beside him, wondering how she knew all this.

If you weren't paying attention to yourself, you probably wouldn't know all this, right?

He remembered that Makomo was probably exercising with others. Could it be that she was also paying attention to him while exercising?

Perhaps realizing that her words were inappropriate, Makomo's delicate face flushed slightly, but no one could see it because of the mask.

Ignoring the questioning look in Su Mu's eyes, Makomo put her hands behind her back and looked at Kanao, who was training. Her tone was somewhat ambiguous: "Now, it feels like Kanao has been training for a long time. She's exhausted. Since you care so much about Kanao, why don't you stop her?"

"Why stop it?"

Su Mu watched the girl continuously swinging her Nichirin Blade. Sweat streamed down the girl's fair forehead, and her breathing became increasingly labored.

I'm so tired, so very tired.

But they persisted.

I've seen this kind of scene far too many times. They train until they can't even lift a knife, until they have almost no strength left, until they can't even stand up.

This is Kanao's daily training routine.

His diligence was unparalleled, and the hardship he endured was something he would never have wanted to bear.

At this moment, Su Mu even saw Akaza's shadow in Kanao, who possessed an unimaginable obsession with becoming stronger.

Previously, during my interactions with Akaza, I would see him exercising almost every day, day after day, night after night, without stopping.

However, Akaza possesses the formidable physique of an oni, so he never feels tired or thirsty, and his body remains healthy even with continuous exercise.

But Kanao is different; she is a human. Although her body has developed properly after receiving adequate nutrition, she still gets tired, thirsty, and hungry...

The only constant is perhaps the unwavering determination to become stronger within one's heart.

Why is Kanao so obsessed?

Su Mu knew perfectly well what was going on.

If you try to stop her, Kanao will definitely listen to you.

But as Kanao gradually began to develop her own emotions, she would become unhappy and even feel that she was useless to him.

Only through training and constantly getting stronger can Kanao feel her own value and truly be happy.

Even when I'm very tired and exhausted, I'm still very happy.

So why should I make Kanao unhappy?

She was doing what she loved, and although he felt bad for her, should he really stop her?

Makomo was just saying it casually; she didn't actually mean for Su Mu to stop Kanao from training. In fact, when preparing for the Fujikazeyama assessment, she had worked just as hard as Kanao.

"I feel so envious of you guys."

Makomo looked at Kanao, who was training hard, and said, "Kanao cares about you a lot, and you care about Kanao a lot too. It's something to be envied."

Su Mu turned around and glanced at Makomo. The girl turned her head away, making it impossible for him to look directly into Makomo's eyes. He wasn't quite sure what Makomo was thinking when she said those words.

However, he didn't pay attention to it. He looked up at the sky and realized it was about time, so he stepped outside.

Makomo hurriedly followed.

Soon, Su Mu arrived at the open area where Kanao was training and waved to the girl: "That's about enough, you can go now."

"But there's still a long way to go. I still have a lot of strength, I can still wield the knife, and I can continue to swing it..."

Kanao sheathed her sword, a hint of reluctance showing in her pinkish-purple eyes.

"That's enough. Continuing any longer will be bad for your health."

He said it in a low voice.

Kanao obediently sheathed her Nichirin Blade and walked towards him with a slightly unsteady gait.

As they approached, Su Mu gently reached out and swept them into his arms in a princess carry.

Her body was petite and delicate, soft and pink, and not very heavy, like a piece of incredibly soft and exquisite jade.

A few beads of sweat appeared on the girl's forehead, but they didn't smell bad. He reached out and wiped the sweat off Kanao's face, then carried the girl to a nearby eatery.