Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Su Mu didn't speak, but just looked at Kanao, and could see a hint of resentment in the girl's eyes.

As we get older.

The girl grew more and more beautiful.

They are also increasingly developing their own thoughts, ideas, and even emotions.

For Kanao, from her former closed-off world to her open heart, there was only one person who unlocked her inner world.

Although she is no longer the withdrawn girl she used to be.

But her feelings for her uncle also kept changing.

Of course, her uncle's position in the girl's heart has never changed; he has always been number one, even surpassing her.

The changes in feelings were both innocent and naive.

Kanao doesn't really understand many of her own feelings, but she knows what's in her heart. She probably also hopes to have a closer relationship with Su Mu.

But Nezuko later became closer to her than she was.

She silently accepted it.

Now, Makomo has come again, and she's even closer to her than she was.

This made her feel somewhat wronged.

However, when she saw her uncle chasing after her, that little bit of grievance vanished instantly.

"Shall I take you back to your room to rest first?"

Su Mu said in a low voice.

"Ah."

Kanao replied.

The two walked along the road in tacit understanding, the soft light of the night casting shadows on them.

We were almost at the door.

Kanao stopped, tilted her head back, bit her lip slightly, and looked at her uncle:

"When will it be my turn?"

The girl's skin was fair and delicate, and her pinkish-purple eyes trembled slightly, with a faint mist on them.

At this moment, she exuded a sweet and alluring fragrance.

Chapter 308 Husband and Wife

"When will it be my turn?"

Kanao tilted her head back, biting her lip slightly, and looked at Su Mu.

The girl's skin was fair and delicate, and her pinkish-purple eyes trembled slightly, with a faint mist on them.

She exuded a sweet and alluring fragrance.

Even so, one could sense a sense of resentment in the girl's heart. Clearly, Kanao harbored resentment about the current situation.

Su Mu didn't know how to reply for a moment.

"In the future, if Kanao still thinks that way."

Su Mu gave a vague reply.

"How long is 'later'? A month, two months, a year, two years, or much longer?"

Kanao immediately pressed for an answer, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation.

Su Mu didn't know how to reply, so he reached out and gently stroked Kanao's hair. The girl's hair was very fine, soft and smooth.

"If you still think like that when Kanao's hair reaches her waist."

He replied softly.

Kanao reached out and gently twirled a strand of her hair. She looked up at her uncle and then extended her finger.

Looking at Kanao's outstretched finger, Su Mu was somewhat puzzled.

"Pinky promise".

Kanao's eyes were filled with joy, her long eyelashes fluttering.

Su Mu remained silent, but still extended his finger and played a game with Kanao that children play.

"Go back and rest."

He spoke in a low voice.

Kanao seemed somewhat satisfied, but before entering the house, she still pounced on him.

A soft, gentle touch greets you.

This was a habitual action of Kanao's; she always liked to snuggle into his arms like a koala clinging to him.

However, as the girl grew up, everything changed.

The once adorable girl's slender figure has long since blossomed like a willow tree in spring, its silhouette gradually transitioning from immaturity to maturity.

It exudes a captivating charm at all times.

It makes one's heart flutter unconsciously.

"Go back and rest."

Su Mu said in a low voice.

"Let me hug you a little longer."

Kanao whispered, her soft body pressed close to hers.

Su Mu naturally wouldn't refuse such a simple request from Kanao.

A quiet doorway.

They embraced each other.

They could feel each other's breathing and hear it clearly.

For Kanao, her uncle was a ray of light that appeared in her darkest hour.

For Su Mu, Kanao was the last anchor point after he lost his beliefs.

After a while, Kanao let go of her hand.

The girl stood there, looking at Su Mu: "I have always belonged to Uncle, before, now, and in the future."

The girl whispered, "My uncle once told Kanao that people change, and what you like now you may not like in the future."

As time went by, Kanao gradually came to understand this sentence. From a lonely girl in the darkness, she gradually opened her heart and became like other normal girls.

She, Kanao, has changed over time. From being ignored like a beggar, she now receives a lot of care and has gained a lot.

She made new friends and met someone who treated her with the gentleness of a mother.

I feel like I'm transforming every day.

Continuously getting better.

What was once a dream come true, a chicken leg that could only be eaten in a dream, is now an ordinary thing every day.

If she were to return to the darkness of the past, Kanao felt that she probably could no longer endure such a gloomy life.

"People change over time. As my uncle said, many things you liked before you may not like in the future."

The girl looked at her uncle with her pinkish-purple eyes: "Perhaps my feelings will change a lot in the future, but I feel that liking you, Uncle..."

Kanao's tone became increasingly serious:

"It will never change."

"My desire to walk alongside my uncle will never change."

The girl's words left Su Mu standing there, unsure how to respond.

Kanao didn't linger at the door either. She hugged him again, then pushed open the door and went inside.

There were rustling sounds coming from inside the room, probably Kanao taking off her clothes and getting into bed to rest.

Su Mu stood at the door, remaining quiet for quite a while.

He was genuinely moved by Kanao's feelings for him. He knew he held a high position in Kanao's heart, but he hadn't expected it to be this high.

…………

Makomo lay on the bed with her eyes closed, but her heart was not at peace. Her master had not yet returned.

perhaps

He probably won't be back tonight, right?

At this moment, I feel a little lost.

"Da da da……"

Footsteps sounded outside, instantly dispelling Makomo's low spirits. Her small hands, resting under the covers, clenched nervously.

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open, and a cold wind blew in, followed by the sound of it closing. Familiar footsteps slowly approached. Although she didn't open her eyes, Mako knew that Su Mu had returned.

"True fungus..."

A soft sound rang out; it was the gentleman's voice.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she pretended to be asleep.

"She's asleep."

The man's voice rang out, followed by the rustling sound of clothes being taken off.

Makomo's face flushed slightly, but she dared not move. Then, she felt a corner of the blanket being lifted, and her skin touched skin that felt like ice, causing Makomo to shrink back. She felt a little uncomfortable at that moment.

I've always slept alone in bed. Suddenly, there's a person of the opposite sex in the room. It feels strange, a little shy, a little lost, and I don't even know what to do with my hands and feet.