Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Chapter 291 The Final Destiny

Muzan Kibutsuji looked down at the hand that had pierced his chest, then at Tamayo in front of him.

"Tamayo, what are you doing here?"

Looking at Tamayo, who betrayed him, broke free from his control, and then hid from him for hundreds of years without daring to show himself, he never expected that she would suddenly appear today and deliver a blow to him.

"You didn't expect that, did you!"

Tamayo raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes, shrouded in a light purple mist, now filled with hatred.

"Yes, it's hard to believe you would dare to show up."

Muzan Kibutsuji looked down at Tamayo and noticed her aura. He realized that she had probably used a Blood Demon Art to approach him and deliver the attack.

But what's the point of simply piercing your own heart with your palm?

Could it be that Tamayo, who has always hated him, doesn't understand that such injuries are almost useless to him?

The naturally cautious Muzan Kibutsuji was already considering it immediately.

Consider this: what is her purpose?

She has to do something.

What is this woman's motivation? Doesn't she know what she will face in return for her anger over her betrayal?

At this moment, Tamayo raised her eyes, and those once beautiful and gentle eyes were now filled with hatred:

"Muzan, become human!"

"what?"

Muzan Kibutsuji didn't quite understand, but he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"Do you know what I've been doing all these years?"

Tamayo's eyes were filled with hatred: "I've always been thinking about how to destroy you, how to kill you. Now, your body is constantly healing itself to recover from its injuries and constantly seeking nutrition. By now, has it completely absorbed my fist?"

"You absorbed my fist and used it as nourishment to heal your body, but... you also absorbed the medicine I specially made for you to turn a demon back into a human. Did you... feel it?"

"How's it going? Is it starting to work?"

At this moment, Muzan Kibutsuji felt his demonic power slowly draining away, his body aging at a visible rate, and his Blood Demon Art being suppressed like never before.

This feeling plunged Muzan Kibutsuji into endless panic.

"How is that possible? How could anyone make something like this?"

"The medicine is ready..."

Tamayo watched Muzan Kibutsuji's transformation, her eyes filled with boundless hatred. She had waited far too long for this day, for this very opportunity.

"Damn it, damn it..."

Feeling his body weakening, Muzan Kibutsuji was filled with fear, and his gaze towards Tamayo was filled with rage.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, grabbed Tamayo's head, and then kicked her.

"boom……"

A powerful kick landed on Tamayo's abdomen, sending her flying instantly. Then, the arm twisted, fracturing Tamayo's arm.

At this moment, Muzan Kibutsuji's crimson eyes were filled with rage: "Tamayo, you're such a troublesome woman! You've been bothering me for so many years, but you're the one who's accusing me first! Who killed your husband? Who killed your child? Was it me?"

He gripped Tamayo's head, his fingers digging deep into her skull, almost into her skin, and blood kept flowing from her forehead.

Muzan Kibutsuji glared fiercely at Tamayo: "Is it me? No way. It's none other than yourself, it's you..."

"It was you who ate them! You ate your husband, you ate your children."

Blood streamed down her forehead, and Tamayo's eyes were filled with sorrow, tears flowing along with the blood: "If I had known that would happen, I would never have become a demon. I told you I didn't want to die of illness... only because..."

"It's simply because I want to watch my child grow up!"

"And then what? You killed a lot of people after that. Were those just my imagination? I saw you enjoying yourself when you were devouring people."

"Yes."

Tears blurred Tamayo's eyes: "I killed many people in my despair. To atone for those sins, today I will take you down with me."

After saying that, Zhu Shi looked up, tears streaming down her face: "Mr. Su Mu, I beg you."

Kibutsuji Muzan suddenly turned his head to look at Su Mu and saw Su Mu being bound.

Although his power is constantly dwindling, at least for now, he can still suppress, and at least restrain, Su Mu.

"choke!"

In the darkness, a cold sword light suddenly slashed out, exuding an astonishing aura. Even Muzan Kibutsuji, who was still shocked by Tamayo, looked up in astonishment.

Suddenly, a pretty young girl appeared and unleashed a sharp sword strike.

However, this sword was not aimed at Muzan Kibutsuji, but at Su Mu, who was being controlled by Muzan Kibutsuji.

It was Kanao.

Aside from making a few moves during the fight against Kokushibo, Kanao remained almost entirely hidden in the shadows. After Muzan Kibutsuji arrived, she followed her uncle's orders and remained hidden until just now, when she finally saw her uncle's gaze and immediately made her move.

With a flash of light, almost instantly, the chunks of flesh binding Su Mu's writhing body were completely severed.

Freed from his restraints, Su Mu also stepped forward.

After delivering that final strike, the girl vanished silently behind Su Mu like a shadow.

Su Mu picked up a Nichirin Blade from the ground, stood there, and looked at Muzan Kibutsuji and Tamayo, who was injecting the drug into Muzan Kibutsuji's body.

With his arrival, the future has been constantly changing. Finally, the story has returned to its original course, heading towards the ending that originally belonged to Muzan Kibutsuji, and ushering in his final destiny.

"Please, Mr. Su Mu."

The woman, whose head was being grabbed and whose fingers were deeply embedded in Tamayo's head, looked at Su Mu standing there with anticipation in her eyes.

"Leave everything to me."

Su Mu spoke calmly, looking once again at Kibutsuji Muzan, who was growing weaker and older.

"Thank you."

Tamayo spoke softly, seemingly unconcerned even though she felt her life was about to be ended by Muzan Kibutsuji.

"choke!"

The sharp blade sliced ​​through, severing Muzan Kibutsuji's hand that was gripping Tamayo's head, saving her from certain death.

Although she was freed from a certain death, Tamayo didn't have much motivation to live at this moment.

For so many years, the only thing that kept her going was killing Muzan Kibutsuji. Only in this way could she think about her husband and beloved child whom she had killed.

"Past mistakes cannot be undone. Although a mistake is a mistake and cannot be changed, death is by no means the best way to pay for it. You have also killed many innocent people. Perhaps, in the future, you can save more wounded people, such as the many wounded swordsmen right now. Saving more lives is a far better way to pay for it than ending your own life."

Su Mu looked at Tamayo, who was filled with the will to die, and spoke calmly.

Zhu Shi looked up and stared blankly at Su Mu.

"In this world, there are many people who were once like you. Mothers suffering from serious illnesses want to see their children grow up healthy, but they are tormented by the disease. There are many people who were once like you..."

Su Mu said softly.

It was because of her past experiences and the pain she had suffered that Zhu Shi understood what kind of suffering it was, and perhaps knowing these things made her realize the preciousness of happiness.

She possesses the power to save others from tragedy and to bring happiness to patients suffering from pain.

this moment

A glimmer of light appeared in Tamayo's lifeless eyes.

Chapter 292 Infinite City

Because of the mistakes she made in the past, Tamayo had no obsession with living. The only reason that kept Tamayo alive was to kill Muzan Kibutsuji.

Only when she was thinking about killing Muzan Kibutsuji could Tamayo feel her heart still beating.

Today, for Tamayo, it is not only a day to end Muzan Kibutsuji, but also a day to end her own life.

Because after killing Muzan Kibutsuji, the hatred that had sustained her for hundreds of years completely disappeared, and she no longer had any purpose in life.

But Su Mu's words rekindled Zhu Shi's faith.

As a mother who suffered from a serious illness in the past and only hoped to see her child grow up healthy, Tamayo deeply understands the pain that patients feel when they are suffering from illness. It's not that they are truly afraid of death, but that they have too many things they can't bear to part with.

Because of this reluctance, I was deceived by Muzan Kibutsuji and did something I can never forgive myself for.

Now, she possesses excellent medical skills, and in the rest of her life, she may be able to save many others who, like herself in the past, have fallen into a state of despair.

If I can help these people, help those who have been in the same terminal illness as myself, that would be far more meaningful than death.

This is the best redemption for the mistakes I made in the past.

Suddenly, Tamayo's almost lifeless heart seemed to gradually come to life, and she found her own life goal.

"Thank you, Mr. Su Mu."

Zhu Shi bowed, placing her small hands on her abdomen, and respectfully greeted Su Mu.

Su Mu nodded, shifting his gaze from Tamayo to Muzan Kibutsuji.

At this moment, the First Demon was being injected with Tamayo's potion that could turn demons into humans, and its entire being was aging at an extremely rapid pace, its once vibrant skin constantly becoming aged.

It could be sensed that Muzan Kibutsuji's strength was rapidly declining.

However, as the first demon, Muzan Kibutsuji's cells are extremely active and possess a strong ability to decompose, even though this kind of drug that can turn demons back into humans is something Muzan Kibutsuji has never encountered before.

but

Given enough time, Muzan Kibutsuji will surely be able to break the drug that turns demons into humans.

However, all of this will take time.

But clearly, Su Mu wouldn't give Muzan Kibutsuji time. Holding his Nichirin Blade, he walked step by step toward Muzan Kibutsuji.

The breath of the sun accompanied Su Mu's exhalation, releasing a scorching mist.

"Nakome..."

Muzan Kibutsuji almost growled as he spoke.