Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Su Mu shrugged helplessly: "How can I let go of all this? You know I didn't mean it."

Shinobu Kocho looked Su Mu up and down, but asked in return, "Does being tall make you something special?"

Su Mu was speechless for a moment. It seemed that he couldn't avoid this topic. Women can be quite scary when they get petty.

Beside him, Urokodaki Sakonji had already quietly left. The woman was clearly very aggressive, and he felt that if he stayed any longer, the flames of war would spread to him, the senior. He knew very well that Kocho Shinobu did not have the gentle personality of her sister, or rather, they were two extremes.

One is as warm as the spring sun, while the other is as sharp as a drawn sword. It's hard to imagine that such a pair of people with completely different personalities would be sisters.

"I'm so sorry about that."

Su Mu could only say it once more.

Shinobu Kocho didn't speak; her delicate face simply stared at the man with a serious expression.

"I think the most important thing right now is to treat the injured."

Feeling the atmosphere growing increasingly tense, Su Mu had no choice but to change the subject.

Shinobu Kocho squinted at Su Mu for a while before finally speaking:

"Take me to see the injured."

Su Mu felt a slight sense of relief and immediately led the way.

Soon they arrived at a small hut nearby, which was where Genya Shinazugawa was recuperating.

Standing in front of the bed, looking at the injured Genya Shinazugawa, Shinobu Kocho's appearance almost instinctively reminded her of the 'Wind Pillar' who had lectured her sister before leaving the Butterfly Mansion.

You can vaguely see a resemblance between this person and the 'Wind Pillar' Sanemi Shinazugawa.

So disgusting.

"What is your name?"

Shinobu Kocho stepped forward to take Genya Shinazugawa's pulse before looking up, her tone calm.

"Genya Shinazugawa".

What is your relationship with Sanemi Shinazugawa?

Shinobu Kocho looked at the boy in front of her and asked in an unfriendly tone.

"My brother."

Genya Shinazugawa, whose emotions had already calmed down, suddenly sat up from his hospital bed upon hearing his brother's name, staring intently at Shinobu Kocho.

Are you also going to hunt demons with your brother?

Shinobu Kocho ignored Genya Shinazugawa's gaze and asked calmly, "Do you want to walk the path of demon slaying alongside your brother?"

"Yes."

The answer was almost loud.

"Ha ha……"

Butterfly couldn't help but laugh out loud. She couldn't understand what right the 'Wind Pillar' had to lecture her sister so arrogantly back in the Butterfly Mansion.

His brother, too, was destined to walk the path of demon hunters, just like him.

What right does he have to talk about his own sister?

I really wish 'Wind Pillar' could come over and take a good look at his younger brother.

"Should I call your brother to come over?"

Butterfly squinted, eager to see what kind of face that hot-tempered person, who dared to boss her sister around, would have.

Genya Shinazugawa's expression immediately became excited, as if he really wanted to see his brother, but it took him a while to suppress this excitement.

"Not yet."

After saying that, Shinazugawa Genya whispered:

"I'm not worthy to be my brother's younger brother since I can't even hunt demons yet."

Chapter 163 Ganlu Temple Mili

"Breath of Love. First Form. The Trembling of First Love"

The thin blade flashed through the darkness like a living thing, slicing across the demon's hard neck.

"Pfft!"

The ghost's head fell to the ground, and blood splattered.

Covered in blood, Kanroji Mitsuri knelt on the ground, her overly surging chest heaving. Even her sturdy clothes seemed to be at risk of bursting from her round breasts.

"call……"

"Finally... finally, we've slain this evil spirit."

Kanroji Mitsuri was panting.

Under the cool moonlight, the girl's flushed cheeks were also illuminated. She had a pair of large, light green eyes with a mole at the corner of each eye. Her hair was mainly pink with grass-green ends, and it was braided into three long braids.

At this moment, two braids remained on either side of her head, while one fell behind her hair.

Of course, what is most attractive is its incredibly impressive development. It is hard to imagine how such a slender waist could produce such a remarkable figure, and yet it doesn't hinder movement at all.

A foul stench, the smell of a dead demon, had been lingering in the air. Kanroji Mitsuri stood up, but felt a sharp pain in her waist. She looked down and saw that her clothes had been ripped open. The demon's sharp claws had torn her skin during the previous battle, leaving a serious wound on her waist.

Silently covering her wound with her hand, she turned around and saw the man and woman still embracing, trembling in the corner. It was clear that they were both afraid of ghosts, but even so, the man held the woman tightly, protecting her.

"You can eat me, you can eat me, just don't eat my wife, please..."

The man's trembling sobs rose intermittently.

Seeing the man clearly terrified, his body trembling violently, yet still holding his wife tightly in his arms, Gan Lu Shi Mi Li felt her heart suddenly race. It was a feeling of being deeply moved whenever she felt genuine affection.

"It's alright...it's all over now."

Kanroji Mitsuri said in a low voice, and then waited patiently.

As the atmosphere gradually quieted down, the couple, who were embracing each other, carefully raised their heads. Over there... that terrifying ghost was dead, its head lying to one side. A powerful female swordsman had appeared out of nowhere, slaying the evil ghost and protecting them.

"The ghost... the ghost is dead."

The woman spoke in a trembling voice.

"He's really dead."

The man also showed a surprised expression at this moment, and then looked at Kanroji Mitsuri with his eyes full of gratitude: "Really, thank you so much, thank you, thank you for saving my wife."

"It's alright. Slaying demons and protecting humanity is what the Demon Slayer Corps should do."

Kanroji Mitsuri waved her hand dismissively, revealing a patch of crimson blood around her waist.

"My lord, you...you are injured."

"without……"

Kanroji Mitsuri was about to say something like "It's nothing, don't worry about it," when the woman she had rescued ran up to her with a face full of apology and sadness, helping her to cover the wound on her waist: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was all because you saved us, you got hurt because you saved us, really, thank you so much, I really don't know how to thank my savior."

The woman was crying, and the man was bowing his head, repeatedly bowing and thanking her.

Being thanked so sincerely, Kanroji Mitsuri was a little flustered: "Uh... don't mind it, don't worry about it. It's nothing really. I'm sorry for scaring you. Compared to this, it's really good that you're all safe and sound."

Hearing these words, the man's eyes filled with tears and guilt: "My lord... you are truly amazing. We were so frightened that we couldn't even stand up. You are so powerful, able to fight such a cruel demon..."

"It's not that amazing."

When praised, Kanroji Mitsuri felt a little embarrassed.

"I really... I'm so grateful to you. If it weren't for your appearance, I was afraid that Yezi would have been eaten by that horrible ghost."

I'm just as worried about you.

The woman called Yezi turned around and looked at the man she loved.

"Da da da……"

The sound of footsteps in the night made the couple think that another ghost was coming, and they almost shrank back in fright.

“It’s the ‘Hermit’ who’s coming. Don’t worry.”

Kanroji Mitsuri comforted her.

The couple were finally relieved.

Soon, three or four 'hermits' cautiously approached, and only when they saw the ghost's corpse did they feel slightly relieved.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

A hermit approached Kanroji Mitsuri with a face full of respect.

"Take these two to a safe place."

"it is good."

Immediately, a 'hermit' led a man and a woman away.

Kanroji Mitsuri stood there, watching the man and woman walk further and further away, supporting each other, until their figures completely disappeared. Then, she raised her hand and pressed it against her left chest.

At this moment, my heart is pounding wildly.

I envy their relationship. Although the man is timid and weak, he mustered up the courage to protect the person he loves in his arms at the critical moment of life and death.

She also hopes that she will have a strong husband in the future to protect her.

However, thinking of her previous blind date experiences, Kanroji Mitsuri's eyes dimmed slightly.

"Sir, you are injured."

A hermit approached, looking worried: "Let's take the master for treatment."

"No need, it's just some simple injuries."

Kanroji Mitsuri shook her head and asked in a low voice, "Where is Lord Kyojuro?"

"Lord Kyojuro is searching for another demon, and I don't know..."

"The evil spirit has been slain."

Before the hermit could finish speaking, a rather cheerful voice rang out, accompanied by footsteps. A man with blond hair, thick black eyebrows, and piercing eyes, wearing a haori with flame patterns, walked over carrying a child.