Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Su Mu walked towards Tanjiro and kicked Yamashita Kenzo, who was tightly hugging Tanjiro's waist, causing the boy to fall several times before being held in the arms of a woman with concern.

He walked up to Tanjiro, straightened Tanjiro's disheveled clothes, and then glanced at the woman who was holding the boy and trembling.

Seeing all this, he turned around and looked at Yamashita Yusuke, who had just crashed through the window, was about to escape, but then stopped.

"In your eyes, humans should be food, right? You just had a big meal not long ago, didn't you?"

"What, things have changed now? Why can't you treat your own family members the same way? In your eyes, they should just be food, so why are you suddenly starting to value them?"

"What you see as food, how did it put you in a dangerous situation?"

"You could have been completely indifferent, right?"

"Why do you start to act differently when it comes to your family?"

Su Mu looked at the ghost standing there, his tone relaxed:

"Why is everything suddenly different?"

"You're already a ghost? Why are you still so concerned about everything that happened when you were human?"

"You should know that from the moment you become a ghost, everything you have as a human being will slowly be lost and disappear."

The ghost clutched its head in pain and squatted on the ground.

In the distant bushes, Makomo, who had intended to ambush the demon as it passed by and cut off its head, also emerged from the bushes. The girl behind the mask looked at the demon in front of her with a complicated expression.

For Makomo, the demons she killed were all incredibly cruel. This was one of the more unusual demons she had ever seen. Right now, she was willing to put herself in danger for the sake of her family, but on the other hand, she cruelly took away her family's happiness.

If Makomo hadn't seen everything, she would have found it hard to believe that it was the same demon.

"You're the Demon Slayer Corps, right? The Demon Slayer Corps is supposed to eliminate evil spirits and protect humanity. Are you going to harm ordinary people too?"

Yusuke Yamashita raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on Su Mu.

"Hey……"

Su Mu smiled and said, "Whenever the sun sets, evil spirits appear to devour people, and ghost hunters also descend from the sky to protect humanity."

He shrugged. "This is the Demon Slayer Corps. Their mission is to protect humanity and eradicate evil spirits. You can leave now, and then consider whether we'll treat you the way you treat your family, or the way you treat everyone else?"

"You can make your choice now?"

He stood there, silently watching the demon clutching its head, crouching on the ground in agony.

Yusuke Yamashita took two steps back, and at the same time, Su Mu drew his Nichirin Blade three-tenths out of its sheath, the cold blade gleaming in the moonlight.

The ghost staggered back a few steps, while Su Mu, knife in hand, approached the women and children, his eyes cold.

The ghost finally stopped, its scarlet eyes fixed on Su Mu with ferocity and murderous intent.

"You want to kill us?"

Su Mu looked up at the evil spirit with a sneer: "You should consider whether you can really protect your family before you do that."

He whispered, repeating, "Can you protect it?"

"It might take us some effort to deal with you, but it's very easy to deal with defenseless women and children, just like you breaking into someone's home in the middle of the night and destroying their happiness. It's very simple and easy to destroy them."

"You must have felt really happy back then, right?"

As he spoke, he looked at the woman in the kimono who was holding the child and trembling: "Do you know what your husband has been doing outside?"

Then, he looked at the child whose eyes were bloodshot and who was staring at them with hatred: "Do you know what your father has been doing outside?"

He whispered, "Just now, your husband, your father, just..."

"That's enough..."

Yusuke Yamashita stood up and roared:

"Stop talking, stop talking, don't say these things in front of my wife and children..."

At that moment, the ghost's eyes turned blood red.

"You just want to kill me, don't you? You just want to kill me, don't you? Come on, let's see who can kill whom. Come on, let's fight head-on."

"Do not."

Su Mu shook his head: "If it's a battle, before the battle, I will personally kill your son and your wife in front of you, so that you can experience what it feels like to wantonly destroy the happiness of others, and also let you experience the despair and terror of those you wantonly destroyed when facing you."

As he spoke, he looked at the demon again: "Now, run away, abandon your wife and children, and see if we treat ordinary people the same way you do."

"Kneel down and await our judgment on you, on what you have done."

"Now, it's your turn to make a choice."

Su Mu looked at the evil spirit, his tone calm.

Standing next to Su Mu, Kanao tilted her head, looking at the evil spirit in front of her, then looked up at her uncle.

My uncle was once like this ghost, but he chose to suppress his desires, suppressing them until he could no longer control himself and finally begged me to cut off his head.

The ghost before them did not control his desires. He used his lust for humans on other strangers, giving everything he had as a human to his family, becoming a good husband and a good father.

Yusuke Yamashita stood there, his face contorted in pain for a long time.

"Dad, run! Don't worry about us."

Seeing his father in pain, Kenzo Yamashita, the son, made a plea.

"Yusuke, go. Don't worry about us. He...they won't kill us." The wife said, her voice trembling.

Perhaps it was the voices of the child and wife that ultimately helped the ghost make his choice.

The ghost did not choose to fight to the death in the end, although the final result was still the same: its head was cut off.

At this moment, Yusuke Yamashita seemed to think of those happy families who had followed him into their homes, kneeling before him, this demon, begging him to spare their children, even if it meant being eaten.

So he agreed to their request and ate them in their pain and peace, without letting them see that he had eaten their children as well.

Now, this fate has befallen me; I am the one kneeling and begging for mercy.

"Please, don't hurt my son, don't hurt my wife."

The demon knelt down, kowtowing and begging for mercy before the demon slayers of the Demon Slayer Corps who were there to protect humanity and rid the world of evil spirits.

Su Mu remained calm, simply watching the ghost.

Not far away, Makomo's expression was complicated. It was the first time she had seen such a special demon. She also saw the women and children kneeling on the ground begging for mercy for their fathers and husbands. Her hand holding the Nichirin Blade tightened and loosened, then tightened again.

At this moment, Tanjiro stood there blankly, unsure of how to deal with the scene before him.

Su Mu did not make a move, but looked at Tanjiro and said, "You make the decision."

Tanjiro gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly, glanced at the women and children who were looking at him almost pleadingly, and then looked at the demon, who was gazing at his wife and son with deep reluctance.

At that moment, Tanjiro felt as if he had become an executioner, killing his child's father and husband in front of his wife and child.

You can smell the family's sincere affection in the air, an affection that is so strong.

Tanjiro couldn't help but close his eyes, the cruel scene he had just witnessed echoing in his mind.

After a while

Tanjiro opened his eyes and looked at the demon with unwavering determination: "What we have done will not be forgotten, nor should it be forgotten. Humans must pay the price for what they have done, and demons are no exception."

"The dead cannot speak, but I can smell their sorrow; they were in so much pain..."

He whispered, gripping his Nichirin Blade, and cautiously approached the demon.

Facing ghosts

He swung his Nichirin Blade.

Chapter 152 I Can't Become Such a Pathetic Ghost

Amidst the children's wails and the women's weeping, Tanjiro raised his Nichirin Blade high.

The ghost looked up at that moment, a hint of violence flashing in its scarlet eyes. Its hands clenched tightly, the threat of death causing it to instinctively react.

However, when his gaze fell on Su Mu behind the boy, he saw the man's cold eyes.

He felt a connection to the person who was similar to him, and the person looked at him with cold and indifferent eyes. Unlike the boy in front of him, he had no doubt that this person would kill his child and wife without hesitation the moment he resisted.

He was unwilling to die, but in the end, he dejectedly loosened his clenched fist.

"Crack!"

The blade sliced ​​across the ghost's neck.

The ghost did not resist and its head was easily severed.

The head rolled off and landed in front of the boy who was being held by his mother. The boy hugged it tightly, and tears streamed down the corners of the head's eyes.

"Don't hate, don't hold grudges against others. This is what I deserve. It's a pity that your father can't be with you anymore, Kenzo. You've grown up now. In the future, you must find a good wife and settle down..."

Before dying, the ghost gave its final instructions to its child, its son. With tears welling in its eyes, its body and head gradually disappeared.

Everything has vanished completely.

The air was filled only with a foul stench and a sorrowful atmosphere that was almost imperceptible to ordinary people.

Tanjiro stood there, holding his sword, watching the blood on his blade drip down to the ground, one drop at a time, as if it had fallen onto the calm lake of the boy's heart, creating ripples that seemed impossible to quell.

Looking at the woman sobbing softly in sorrow, and at the boy kneeling on the ground in grief, Tanjiro smelled the sorrowful scent emanating from the air and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Perhaps it is difficult for others to truly understand the true emotions in another person's heart, but Tanjiro, who is very empathetic, can feel all the emotions in front of him.

Without a fight, Tanjiro easily beheaded the evil demon. However, seeing the crying children and women, Tanjiro's mood did not improve after killing the demon. Instead, he felt as if something was blocking his throat, making him very uncomfortable.

"gone."

Su Mu sheathed his half-drawn Nichirin Blade and called out to Tanjiro, who was still standing in the same spot.

Tanjiro, who had been standing there in a daze, seemed to react at first. He glanced at the crying child and woman and bowed slightly: "I'm sorry, but I have to do this."

The child just looked at him with hatred.

The same applies to women.

Tanjiro said nothing, turned around, sheathed his blood-stained Nichirin Blade, and followed the departing figure.

…………

On the way back, everyone was quiet, and Tanjiro kept his head down the whole time.