Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Kanao hesitated for a moment, but still jumped down from the tombstone.

Nezuko came running over, somewhat annoyed: "How could you stand on a tombstone? Didn't your father and mother tell you that standing on a tombstone is disrespectful to the deceased? It's very impolite and oversteps the bounds..."

Kanao blinked her pinkish-purple eyes and tilted her head to look at the tombstone she had just stepped on.

Nezuko had already arrived at the tombstone and respectfully kowtowed. Then, pouting, she said to Kanao, "Why don't you come and apologize? It won't be good if the ancestors are angry."

Kanao blinked.

Nezuko also knelt before the tombstone that Kanao had just stepped on: "Please don't blame her for her unintentional mistake..."

While apologizing to the person who was being buried, Nezuko glanced at Kanao:

"Didn't your dad and mom tell you these things?"

Even now, the other party remains unmoved. Don't they know how wrong this behavior is? Didn't their parents teach them anything?

"Dad, Mom died a long time ago."

Kanao tilted her head and looked at Nezuko.

I don't understand why my parents would say these things to me.

Nezuko: "..."

She was initially angry at Kanao's actions and full of accusations against her, but at this moment, Nezuko suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and a strong sense of guilt.

Own……

Isn't that going a bit too far?

Chapter 60 Why shed tears over this? (2/5)

"Are your father and mother really... gone...?"

"Gone? Does that mean dead?"

Kanao tilted her head and looked at Nezuko:

"If that's the case, then he/she is dead."

Kanao said calmly that she had no lingering feelings for that so-called 'home'.

Such an answer was perhaps too heavy for Nezuko, who was criticizing Kanao.

Nezuko hadn't expected this outcome.

My heart is blocked.

"I'm...I'm sorry."

Nezuko almost immediately bowed and apologized to Kanao.

At that moment, Nezuko was filled with guilt. How could she have said such heartless and hurtful words?

I have no idea how much pain and sadness the other person felt when they heard my accusations.

Nezuko felt very heavy-hearted when she thought about these things.

Kanao looked at the girl who kept apologizing to her with some confusion, not understanding the reason.

However, Kanao didn't care too much. For Kanao, all she cared about now was how to pick the flowers, and preferably pick the blue spider lilies that her uncle needed as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know any of this. I shouldn't... I shouldn't have said that..."

Nezuko felt very guilty.

Kanao tilted her head and glanced at Nezuko, then ignored her and continued searching for flowers around her.

Watching Kanao walk into the distance, picking flowers, Nezuko hesitated for a moment, then picked up a small bamboo basket and followed her.

Kanao glanced at Nezuko, who had caught up with her, before continuing to focus intently on searching for flowers.

Seeing Kanao pick another bunch of flowers from a grave, Nezuko hesitated to speak.

"Hey... are you picking flowers?"

Nezuko asked in a low voice.

When Kanao tilted her head to look at her, Nezuko immediately smiled, and two cute dimples appeared on her pretty cheeks.

However, Kanao only glanced at Nezuko and ignored her. In fact, she felt that Nezuko was a bit annoying and was disturbing her from picking flowers for her uncle.

"actually……"

Watching Kanao continue picking flowers on the grave, Nezuko hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Actually, picking flowers here isn't very auspicious. This is a place where the dead are buried, and picking flowers here... how should I put it... it's just not very lucky..."

"If you want to pick flowers, you can go to other places."

Kanao turned to the side, tilting her head slightly as she looked at Nezuko. She didn't understand anything about good or bad luck; she only knew that her uncle had asked her to pick it, and that it was what her uncle needed.

So he only glanced at Nezuko before silently continuing to pick flowers.

Seeing Kanao continue picking flowers, and even climb up her grandmother's grave to pick a bunch of flowers, Nezuko didn't know what to say for a moment.

Nezuko was naturally not happy about Kanao climbing her grandmother's grave, but considering Kanao's past and her own father who was about to leave her, and the sadness of losing a loved one, how could she blame Kanao?

"Let me pick some for you too."

Nezuko also picked a flower and went to Kanao's side, putting it into Kanao's small basket: "Don't be sad. Even though Dad, Mom... sigh, why am I saying all this?"

Kanao glanced at the flowers in the basket, then looked up at Nezuko, and continued searching for flowers.

"By the way, what are you going to do with these flowers?"

Nezuko followed beside her, somewhat curious.

Kanao did not answer.

Nezuko wasn't annoyed that her peer, who had lost both her father and mother, didn't respond. Instead, she felt pity and a sense of shared suffering, because…

She is also about to lose her father.

"Are you picking so many flowers to offer as a sacrifice to your father and mother?"

Kanao remained silent.

"Actually, I can understand how you feel. Your father and mother are gone, you must be very sad. I really understand, because my father is seriously ill and may also..."

"You must miss your father and mother very much, that's why you picked so many flowers to visit them, right?"

"I'm here today to visit my grandma. She used to be very kind to me. She would bring me konpeito (Japanese candy). Do you know konpeito? It's that kind of sparkly candy that looks like little stars..."

Perhaps it was because, as the eldest daughter, she had to shoulder the responsibilities of the eldest daughter at home, trying her best to take care of her younger brother and sister and do housework. Even when she was sad, Nezuko had to try to smile. At this moment, meeting someone her own age, someone who would later share the same plight, she unconsciously opened up about her feelings.

Nezuko rambled on, her beautiful eyes slightly tinged with sadness: "Dad, his health is getting worse and worse. Last night he told me that he probably doesn't have much time left..."

Nezuko had intended to tell the old woman at the cemetery about the sadness she had been carrying inside, but when she found another person her age—someone she would later experience the same thing as—she couldn't help but pour out her heart.

Kanao stopped and tilted her head to look at Nezuko.

Her face was delicate and pretty, her skin looked soft and smooth, and her misty eyelashes trembled with her breath. She was beautiful yet cute, and there was a deep sadness in her eyes.

I don't understand.

"Wouldn't it be better if Dad died?"

Kanao couldn't understand Nezuko's sadness at all. It was supposed to be a happy occasion, so why did she look so heartbroken?

Nezuko, who was rambling on and on, suddenly looked up, her delicate face filled with shock as she stared at Kanao, wondering if she had misheard.

"You...you just...what did you just say?"

Kanao tilted her head and looked at Nezuko: "Wouldn't it be better if Daddy died?"

"you……"

Nezuko stared at the girl in front of her in shock.

"It should have been a very happy thing."

Kanao picked another flower and whispered, "Why am I so sad when it should be such a happy thing?"

I can't understand it.

"Dad, but... he's someone very important to us, very important, very important..."

Nezuko was so shocked by Kanao's matter-of-fact words that she stammered, unable to believe how she could say such heartless things. Did she really not care at all? Did she feel no sadness at their departure?

Is it really possible to be happy?

"An important person?"

Kanao muttered something under her breath, then glanced at Nezuko, unable to understand.

When her uncle killed the man called her father, she felt no sadness, nor did she feel that 'Dad' was important.

I don't think my father is dead, so why should I be unhappy?

This is clearly a good thing.

If we're talking about important people, isn't it just my uncle?

Seeing Nezuko, who seemed to be getting angry and ready to argue with her, Kanao didn't really want to pay her any attention.

I picked another flower, and seeing that the basket was already full, I felt a little happy. I wondered if any of the flowers among them were what my uncle needed.

Tilting her head, Kanao looked at Nezuko, who was still muttering to herself, and walked away. At that moment, all she wanted to do was quickly give the flowers she had picked to her uncle.

If I can help my uncle find the flowers he needs, that would be the happiest thing.

Being able to help my uncle is the most important thing.

As for something as happy as losing your father.

Why be sad about this?

Why should we do this...?

Shedding tears?

Chapter 61 Cutting Off Uncle's Head (3/5)

Watching Kanao's departing figure, Nezuko stood there, utterly bewildered.