Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

The girl unconsciously stretched out her hand, and the warm sunlight fell on it, making it feel very warm.

Kanao couldn't help but turn around and look at the dark cave. At this moment, inside the cave, her uncle had picked up the Nichirin Blade and started practicing. Occasionally, the light of the blade would flash in the darkness of the cave.

Kanao found a relatively clean spot near the cave entrance and sat down, basking in the sun while her gaze occasionally fell on the figure practicing swordsmanship inside the cave.

Time, too, passes by quietly.

………………

Hiroshi Furukawa came down from Mount Sagiri somewhat dejectedly and reunited with his companions.

Upon receiving the news that Lord Urokodaki was unable to come and help, everyone fell silent.

"Although we cannot get help from Lord Urokodaki, we can do it ourselves."

A swordsman smiled nonchalantly.

"Yes, it just takes a little longer."

Another swordsman laughed.

Looking at his seemingly indifferent companion, 'Hiroshi Furukawa' forced a smile. There were some things they didn't say. This demon didn't seem very strong, but it was far more cruel, more cunning, and more adept at dodging than the other demons.

People don't mind fighting the evil spirits or being afraid of sacrifice, but they are afraid that the evil spirits will escape from their grasp, which is something that cannot be allowed.

"Alright, everyone, keep searching. If you find any clues..."

Hiroshi Furukawa began to speak, but before he could finish, he seemed to realize something and suddenly turned around.

A breeze blew, and the leaves rustled.

A girl wearing a smiling fox mask with blue flower patterns landed lightly on the ground along with the swaying leaves.

The girl wore a short kimono with a plum blossom pattern, had medium-length black hair, and moved with a light and graceful figure.

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the girl's hair to flutter softly.

Although she wore a fox mask, obscuring her face, one could still imagine the exquisite features hidden beneath.

The appearance of a beautiful young woman wearing a mask in the wilderness surprised and intrigued the group of swordsmen.

"It's you?"

Hiroshi Furukawa immediately recognized this disciple of Lord Sakonji Urokodaki.

"Hello."

Makomo placed one hand on her lower abdomen, lowered her head, bent slightly, and spoke in a light, ethereal, and pleasant voice: "I also want to hunt demons with you seniors."

The girl smiled, raised her head, and looked at everyone with a pair of delicate and beautiful eyes:

"I would appreciate your guidance, seniors."

Everyone was stunned. They never expected that a girl who looked beautiful would ask them to hunt ghosts.

Involuntarily, everyone turned their attention to their leader.

It was only then that 'Hiroshi Furukawa' seemed to realize what was happening. Looking at the seemingly serious girl, he said with a wry smile, "Demon hunting is very dangerous. Besides, it seems you haven't passed the 'Fujikatayama' swordsman test yet, so you probably don't have the ability to deal with those cruel demons."

Upon hearing this, Makomo raised her head, her voice still soft beneath the fox mask: "It is precisely because you have not yet passed the test that you must witness those cruel demons and confront them directly. This way, you will not be flustered when facing demons during the 'Fujigakuyama' test."

As she spoke, Makomo bent down again:

"Please give me a chance, seniors."

Chapter 49 Makomo Joins the Demon Slayer

"Please, senior, give me a chance."

Makomo bowed slightly and made her request again.

Under the tree, a slender and beautiful girl made such a sincere request, her voice so pleasant that probably no one would refuse her help.

If it were a regular request or a request for help, Hiroshi Furukawa and his companions would probably not hesitate.

but……

The Ghost Hunter is different.

From the moment they become Demon Slayers, all Demon Slayers understand that hunting demons means not only carrying their own lives, but also the lives of their comrades and those they are saving.

If you fail to hunt a ghost, not only will you die, but your companions will also die, and the person you are trying to rescue will also die.

"terribly sorry."

Hiroshi Furukawa shook his head: "Demon hunting is not as easy as you think. It is very dangerous, and you can die at any time. You have not even passed the 'Fujikatayama' test. You are not very suitable."

"Yes, ghost hunters are dangerous."

The swordsman beside him also spoke up: "You should go back."

Feeling a little disappointed at being rejected, Makomo didn't give up. Instead, she looked up at Hiroshi Furukawa and the others and asked, "What would it take for you to let me join?"

"We won't let you join."

One swordsman answered without hesitation: "This is taking responsibility for your life."

"If you don't give me any chance, then I'll just keep following you around. I'm afraid even you seniors won't be able to do anything about it, right?"

The girl behind the fox mask tilted her head slightly, looking at everyone.

Hiroshi Furukawa and the others were momentarily stunned. If Makomo really was following them, they wouldn't have much of a way to deal with her, since the girl had just demonstrated impressive speed.

If they weren't currently tracking the Ghost Hunter, they believe they might have had the time and energy to shake off Makomo, but now, that's clearly not an option.

Searching for the demon hunter's trail while simultaneously shaking off Makomo is incredibly difficult.

"If we encounter a ghost at that time, it will be...very dangerous!"

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice light and airy, and a sly look appeared on her face hidden behind the mask.

Hiroshi Furukawa's expression was rather unpleasant. He looked at the girl standing under the tree, whose attitude was clearly resolute, and finally nodded, saying, "Then I'll give you a chance."

After saying that, he pointed to a swordsman behind him: "If you can last one minute against my companions, I will agree. If you fail, you can go back immediately, how about that?"

"no problem."

Makomo clenched her fist slightly, appearing somewhat excited.

"In a moment, go straight into 'breathing' mode and defeat her."

"Hiroshi Furukawa" said to his companion beside him.

"Don't worry, boss, we won't give her a chance."

His companion patted his chest, full of confidence. How could someone who had never even experienced the 'Wisteria Mountain' test, and wasn't even a formal Demon Slayer Corps swordsman, possibly be his opponent, especially when she was in 'Breathing' mode? He really wasn't going to leave her any room for maneuver.

Hiroshi Furukawa also felt there wouldn't be any problems, and seeing that Makomo was almost ready, he let the two of them begin.

'call……'

Makomo drew her Nichirin Blade from her waist, looked at the swordsman opposite her, and breathed softly.

This was her first time facing a formal Demon Slayer Corps swordsman, and she had even experienced brutal battles with demon hunters. She felt a little nervous, and her heart was pounding wildly at this moment.

'call……'

Exhale gently again, forcing yourself to calm down: "If you feel tense, turn what you want to protect into your breath."

The girl spoke softly, her eyes gradually hardening, and her tension seemed to fade away.

At this moment, the swordsman had already placed his hand on the hilt of his Nichirin Blade, looking at Makomo:

"Are you ready?"

Please give me your guidance.

The girl gripped the knife hilt tightly with her small hands, and her delicate face beneath the mask turned serious.

"kill!"

Almost instantly, the swordsman moved, his blade, as smooth as autumn water, gleaming coldly in the afternoon sunlight.

At this moment, in Makomo's eyes, the swordsman who had just seemed ordinary, even a kind-hearted man, seemed to have instantly transformed into a demon. A sense of oppression, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, made the girl's clenched hands tighten slightly.

"Just how many brutal battles against demons has this senior experienced?"

Startled, the girl also moved. Compared to the swordsman's terrifying killing intent, which was like that of a demon, the girl's sword was as gentle as flowing water.

"boom……"

The swordsman's powerful Nichirin Blade slashed down, seemingly intent on annihilating everything, but when it fell upon the girl, it suddenly seemed to lose its power, and even the oppressive feeling of mountains of corpses and seas of blood seemed to gradually lessen.

Seeing this, Hiroshi Furukawa and the others were all shocked.

The swordsman facing the girl also changed his expression drastically. He felt as if he had struck cotton or soft water, even though he had unleashed an extremely powerful strike. His power was almost completely weakened by the girl's effortless movements.

This feeling was even more unbearable than when he faced those veteran swordsmen who practiced 'Water Breathing'.

It's incomprehensible that someone who hasn't even participated in the 'Mountain of Vine Attack' assessment, and isn't even a swordsman, could possibly master this?

At the same moment, after dodging the swordsman's sharp attack, the girl's figure appeared lightly beside him without anyone noticing. As the swordsman's expression changed drastically, the Nichirin Blade with its lake-blue hilt and pink flowers adorning it was already at his neck.

For a moment, the swordsman stood frozen in place.

"You flatter me."

Makomo nimbly retreated, her voice light and ethereal.

Defeated by a girl who wasn't even a swordsman yet, the swordsman's face flushed with shame, and he retreated dejectedly.

The other swordsmen stood there in disbelief.

Wasn't it said that Lady Urokodaki wasn't suitable to be a trainer? In fact, none of Lady Urokodaki's disciples have passed the swordsman test of Fujikasayama so far. How come the opponent is so strong? Ordinary swordsmen probably wouldn't be her match, right?

Under the tree, the girl wearing a fox mask quietly watched 'Hiroshi Furukawa' and the others. However, a deep sense of doubt rose in the girl's heart. She seemed to be no weaker than these swordsmen who had already begun their demon-hunting missions. With such strength, she should be able to pass the 'Fujikasayama' test. But why did her senior brothers, senior sisters, and even... Sabito fail?

Or is it that dealing with humans and dealing with ghosts are completely different?

Looking at the girl standing quietly, Hiroshi Furukawa sighed softly: "I agree to take you demon hunting, but throughout the entire process, you must obey our orders and not act on your own..."

"no problem."

The girl under the tree suppressed her doubts and nodded gently, walking towards 'Hiroshi Furukawa' and the others with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.

"I wonder what kind of ghost you're hunting this time?"