Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

"call……"

Kenshin Himura stepped back slightly, looking at Su Mu who had suddenly closed his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Mu finally opened his eyes slightly, a glint of light appearing in them.

"congratulations."

Kenshin Himura smiled as he watched Su Mu open his eyes.

"Thank you."

Su Mu nodded slightly, feeling delighted, but his attention couldn't help but fall on the character panel in his mind, which resembled a character panel in a game.

Name: Su Mu

Race: Demon

Lifespan: Unlimited

Abilities: Immortality (pseudo), super healing, robust physique

Flaws: Sensitive to light, Nichirin blade, wisteria flowers

Status: Hungry, Cursed (from Muzan Kibutsuji)

Blood Demon Art: None

Swordsmanship: Flying Sky Sword Style

Physical fitness: 3.1 (The physical fitness of a normal adult is 1.)

Agility: 3.2 (The agility of a normal adult is 1.)

Strength: 3.1 (The strength of a normal adult is 1.)

Mental state: 1.5 (The normal mental state for an adult is 1.)

At this moment, the character game panel in his mind, which had never changed before, finally showed some changes. There was a new 'sword technique' that had never appeared before, and his spirit also increased from 1.2 to 1.5.

The appearance of 'Swordsmanship' on the panel was because he had mastered the Flying Sword Style swordsmanship, but his spirit had changed from 1.2 to 1.5. Su Mu was a little confused, since his spirit points had always remained unchanged.

"Could it be that mastering the 'Flying Sword Style' has enhanced one's spirit?"

He murmured to himself, but something felt off. Why did his spirit only increase, while his physique, agility, strength, and other attributes remained unchanged?

After thinking for a long time, Su Mu still couldn't figure it out. However, he felt that as his spirits rose, his mind became much clearer, and even his inner desire for flesh and blood seemed to have weakened a lot.

Or rather, it's not that the desire for flesh and blood has decreased significantly, but rather that the desire to resist flesh and blood has become much stronger, allowing for greater control over oneself.

Feeling this, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. As time went by, he could feel his craving for flesh and blood growing stronger, especially now that he was in this bustling town, surrounded by the delicious aroma of all kinds of food. He felt like a mouse that had fallen into a rice jar, and his bloodlust grew stronger with each passing moment, making him very worried that he might lose control at any time.

Now, the situation can be somewhat alleviated.

Chapter 31 Similar

Su Mu remained standing in the same spot, studying the character panel in his mind.

No matter how much I looked at it, I couldn't figure out anything; it seemed to be just a character panel that recorded its own status.

Aside from allowing him to have a clearer understanding of his own condition, it serves no other purpose.

Although he was somewhat unwilling, Su Mu could only reluctantly withdraw his gaze.

Kenshin Himura assumed that Su Mu was immersed in the joy of his breakthrough in swordsmanship, so he didn't disturb him. It wasn't until Su Mu came back to his senses that he smiled and said, "Congratulations on your breakthrough. How about we have a drink to celebrate?"

Su Mu was taken aback, not expecting Kenshin Himura to be so enthusiastic, so he nodded.

…………

The town is bustling, and even at night, many small taverns remain open.

Kenshin Himura led Su Mu and Kanao Awaka to a slightly secluded tavern. After they sat down, they were soon served sake and side dishes.

Su Mu specially ordered a meat porridge for Su Hualuo.Kanao and placed two side dishes in front of Su Hualuo.Kanao.

Seeing Su Mu taking care of the child, Hishimura Kenshin smiled and picked up the sake bottle that was placed aside to pour a cup for Su Mu and himself.

"Congratulations on mastering the Flying Sword Style."

Kenshin Himura was beaming with joy, his smile genuine, seemingly genuinely happy that Su Mu had mastered the 'Flying Sword Style'.

"Thank you too."

Su Mu raised his glass. During their sparring session, Kenshin Himura had genuinely provided guidance, for which he was very grateful.

"Even without me, it won't be long before you master the Flying Sword Style on your own."

Kenshin Himura took a sip of sake.

Su Mu smiled, raised his wine glass and took a sip, but the wine tasted bland. Clearly, ghosts could no longer enjoy fine wine like humans.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere became less reserved and more lively.

……

"What is your view on the current situation, Lord Mu?"

Kenshin Himura drank another cup and suddenly asked a question.

Su Mu shook his head. He didn't know much about this place, nor did he know the current situation. What he knew more about was the plot of "Demon Slayer," but he didn't know anything about the era in which "Demon Slayer" was set.

"War continues in various places, innocent people die every day, countless people are displaced, and there are even rumors of evil spirits appearing..."

Kenshin Himura was clearly very dissatisfied with the current situation.

Su Mu simply smiled and drank his wine, quietly listening as an observer. He didn't care about what Kenshin Himura was saying. All he wanted now was to find Tanjiro Kamado's residence as soon as possible and find the legendary blue spider lily to make up for his shortcomings as a demon and break free from Muzan Kibutsuji's control.

"Now that my swordsmanship has reached a certain level, I want to leave the mountains and end this chaotic world of strife, to stop the killing from continuing. I only hope that no one will die in war anymore. Now is the time to use the 'Flying Sky Sword Style' to save the world and save lives..."

Su Mu raised his eyes to look at Kenshin Hishimura, then lowered his head and took a sip of his sake: "You should already have your own ideas, shouldn't you?"

"The master disagrees."

Kenshin Himura smiled bitterly: "My master said that one cannot change the times by one's own strength. The sword is a weapon of death, and swordsmanship is also a way of killing. Once the sword is drawn, there will only be endless slaughter..."

Su Mu stretched out his chopsticks and gently picked up a little bit of side dish and put it into the bowl of Su Hualuo Kanao, who was only drinking the meat porridge in her bowl, and listened silently.

"However, I do not agree with my master's opinion."

Su Mu glanced at Kenshin Himura. His swordsmanship was superb. Even with his demonic physique, Su Mu could hardly withstand Kenshin's sword. Kenshin was undoubtedly extremely powerful.

Now that I possess a sharp weapon, I feel that I will be different.

I always felt that I could change everything with my own abilities.

They possess both the purest innocence and the most audacious dreams.

but……

The other party is, after all, human.

Humans get tired, get hurt, and get thirsty.

After drinking another glass of wine, Kenshin Himura looked up at Su Mu and said, "I want to invite you to join me in changing all of this."

Su Mu remained silent.

"Your physical abilities are extraordinary, unlike anything I've ever seen. Even my master hasn't possessed such strength. Although your swordsmanship is somewhat lacking, with our cooperation, no difficulty is insurmountable. I would like to invite you to come to Kyoto with me, to..."

Before Kenshin Himura could finish speaking, Su Mu shook his head: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't agree."

Kenshin Himura was taken aback, not expecting Su Mu to refuse so directly, and his eyes dimmed slightly: "Do you also agree with my master's statement?"

"Individual strength is ultimately weak. No matter how skilled you are in swordsmanship, if you can defeat ten or a hundred people, can you really defeat a thousand or ten thousand people?"

"It is difficult for an individual to resist the tide of the times. If you want to change things, you can only join a certain force. But once you join a force, you will inevitably be used by those in power. At that time, what awaits you may be endless infighting in the name of justice. Once you are involved, the Sword Control Style will make you kill countless people."

Su Mu drank another cup of wine as he spoke, the wine flowing down his throat and into his lungs, but it tasted neither sweet nor flavorful.

Kenshin Himura fell silent. He was indeed preparing to go to Kyoto and join a certain force, just as Su Mu had said. Perhaps, in the future, things would turn out as Su Mu had predicted.

"So we're just going to do nothing?"

Kenshin Himura looked at Su Mu, then at the girl who was eating porridge in small bites. As if sensing someone watching, Kanao Awaka glanced up at Kenshin Himura, then lowered her head again, focusing on the food in her bowl.

He lowered his head again, took a sip of his drink, and said with a determined look, "Someone has to do it."

Su Mu smiled and raised his wine glass towards Hishimura Kenshin.

Kenshin Himura, who was feeling somewhat melancholy, looked at it, gave a wry smile, and raised his sake cup to drink it in large gulps.

However, Kenshin Himura's alcohol tolerance didn't seem to be very high; after a few more drinks, he was already tipsy.

Su Mu asked the tavern staff to help take the hungover Kenshin Himura back home, then took Kanao Awaka's hand and headed back to the small inn.

As he walked, he seemed to sense something and looked up. At the end of the bustling street, several men were sitting in front of a wonton stall, their eyes scanning their surroundings.

Although they weren't wearing the Demon Slayer Corps' standard uniform, there was no doubt that these were Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen. Because, next to these people, there was something wrapped in long strips of cloth that exuded an aura that he found extremely repulsive—it was a Nichirin Blade used to slay demons.

Noticing the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, Su Mu lowered his head and, holding the hand of Kanao Awaka, blended into the crowd.

Having avoided the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen, Kanao Awaka, holding her hand, soon arrived at the small inn.

However, as he passed through a slightly secluded alley in front of the hotel, Su Mu stopped, looked up, and gazed ahead.

Not far away, a strong man leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, looking at him with cold eyes.

Su Mu sensed a very familiar aura of one of their own kind on that body.

Chapter 32 Drawing the Sword

The man leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, wearing a sleeveless tan shirt that revealed his extremely muscular arms. His hair had been carefully shaved from his forehead to the top of his head, forming his signature chonmage hairstyle.

At this moment, its scarlet eyes were fixed on Su Mu, filled with hostility.

"Don't you know this area is my hunting territory? Are you so ignorant of the rules?"

The man stood up and slowly walked towards Su Mu: "Do you know how much trouble your arrival has caused me?"

These past few days, the Demon Slayer Corps' search of the city has made hunting difficult for him, for fear that the pack of hyenas might have their eyes on him.

After all, being targeted by these Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen is like being stuck with a piece of chewing gum—you just can't shake them off.

The root of all this is this country bumpkin, this ill-mannered ghost, who lured these hyenas here.