Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

"Father, you're really getting better."

Tanjiro clenched his fists, his heart filled with excitement.

"Tanjiro..."

Suddenly, the figure of 'Tanjuro Kamado' appeared beside Tanjiro, walking alongside him and calling out to him.

Tanjiro couldn't help but look at his father.

"Remember... to breathe!"

Kamado Tanjuro pointed to his nose: "Remember the rhythm of the 'breathing' I taught you, don't forget it. I'll teach you again, follow along with me..."

Tanjiro wanted to say something, but found that his father's expression had become very serious. In the end, he could only suppress his doubts. But at this moment, he had no mind to pay attention to this 'breathing'.

"Remember... to breathe!"

The call of 'Tanjuro Kamado' comes once again.

"Ok."

Tanjiro tried to pay attention to his father's breathing, but at that moment, he was too happy to notice it properly.

Seeing his son's seemingly joyful excitement at him, completely oblivious to these things, Kamado Tanjuro was filled with guilt and sorrow. At this moment, how could he force his son to pay attention to these things?

Even when he told his son that he was about to die, he couldn't bear to say it aloud.

However unwilling he was, and did not want to break his son's elation, 'Tanjuro Kamado' knew that time was running out. He reached out and gently patted Tanjiro's shoulder.

Tanjiro looked at the hand patting his shoulder with some confusion. It was almost just a layer of skin sticking to the bone, which made Tanjiro's heart tremble.

"Tanjiro..."

A gentle, steady, and soft voice reached my ears: "Remember my breath, always remember my breath."

Tanjiro couldn't help but look up at his father, only to feel a sudden surge of immense strength from his father's thin hand on his shoulder. He felt as if he had been suddenly thrown onto a galloping chariot, and was walking rapidly across the snow. The trees on both sides had already fallen far behind him in the blink of an eye.

"what!"

Tanjiro almost screamed in surprise.

"Look at me, pay attention to my breathing."

Tanjuro Kamado spoke again.

Shocked, Tanjiro instinctively looked at his father and noticed his breathing. His father's breathing was very light and gentle, yet it felt very strong.

"This is the last time... I'll teach you. I regret not teaching you properly before. I wanted to wait until you were older before teaching you... but..."

There's no chance anymore.

Tanjiro Kamado pressed his hand tightly on his son's shoulder, his fingertips digging into Tanjiro's flesh. At that moment, their breaths seemed to mix together.

"This is……"

Tanjiro's eyes widened in disbelief. Suddenly, he felt everything in the world become quiet and slow down, as if he were seeing another side of the world.

It seems... I've seen another world.

Everything was so clear. Every snowflake falling on the earth seemed to clearly show where the next one would land. It was clear when the breeze would land on the trees and when it would rustle the branches. It was clear the flow of blood in my father's veins and his heart, which was almost stopping beating.

At that moment, Tanjiro couldn't help but raise his head, staring blankly at his father.

"Remember this feeling."

Tanjuro Kamado's bright eyes gradually dimmed: "I will always remember this feeling."

"This is 'breathing'."

Tanjiro stared blankly at his father. In this world where everything seemed to be under his control, he clearly sensed his father's impending death.

"Silly child, your father can't be with you forever. From now on, you'll have to take care of the family on your own."

Tanjuro Kamado looked at his son with gentle eyes, stroking his son's red hair: "Tanjiro... it's time for him to grow up."

Tanjuro Kamado wanted to say something more, but his gaze involuntarily lifted up. Snowflakes fell gently, and the cave where he had once slain the giant bear now housed two people.

A child

A person who doesn't look...like a human being.

At that moment, that person stood at the entrance of the cave, his calm, scarlet eyes silently observing everything before him.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, she nodded slightly.

Tanjuro Kamado's heart clenched inexplicably as he recalled an ancient family legend: a terrifying creature existed in this world.

A creature called a ghost

A creature that is almost impossible to kill.

I never expected such a dangerous thing to appear around me.

A cold glint appeared in the old man's dim eyes. He patted his son's shoulder and said softly:

"Wait for me here."

Still immersed in grief, Tanjiro looked up in confusion and saw his father walking into the distance, into the darkness.

By the dim light of the moon, I could vaguely see a person standing in front of a cave, and I could also vaguely see a pair of scarlet eyes.

Chapter 65 should have easily severed my head, right? (2/5)

A cold air was blowing as a man, dressed in yellow and black striped clothes, so thin he was almost skin and bones, with a faint scar on his left forehead, walked quickly through the thick snow, his long, dark red hair cascading over his shoulders.

Finally, in front of a cave, 'Kamado Tanjuro' stopped, raising his dim yet cold eyes to look ahead.

The cave where he once slew the giant bear is now occupied by another master.

A tall man with a slightly pale face and a pair of scarlet eyes stood at the entrance of the cave, quietly watching him.

With his fist slightly clenched, feeling his body gradually draining away and his life dwindling, 'Kamado Tanjuro' fell silent.

As descendants of the former 'Kamado Tankichi', the 'Kamado' clan bears the mission of passing on the 'Tsugukuni Yoriichi's' sun-shaped earrings and Kagura dance, and maintains their vitality through breathing techniques. Naturally, they know that demons exist in this world.

However, since the Kamado clan went into seclusion in this place, they have not seen a ghost for who knows how many years, although the existence of ghosts in the world has been passed down from generation to generation.

But as generations went by, life was peaceful, and no one had ever seen such a terrifying creature. Gradually, people began to think that ghosts and such terrifying creatures might not exist in this world.

Previously, Tanjuro Kamado also thought that the so-called demons were just stories made up by some people. However, looking at the tall man in front of him and seeing his obviously different vitality, he knew that demons really existed.

Under the dim moonlight, in front of the deep cave.

A human and a ghost stand facing each other across the void.

"Junior Su Mu greets Mr. Tanjuro."

Su Mu bent down slightly.

Kamado Tanjuro's dim eyes narrowed slightly. Since this demon knew his name, had he been secretly watching the Kamado family all along?

Now, the day has come when I am finally exhausted and my life is over...

At this moment, 'Kamado Tanjuro' thought a lot, his slightly lowered eyes grew colder and colder, and there was a hint of... fear.

Although demons are terrifying creatures, Kamado Tanjuro is not afraid. He is already on the verge of death, so what is there to fear, be afraid of, or be afraid of?

What he truly cares about is his family.

His own family was the source of his fear.

Is there only one ghost here? Are there any other ghosts? With the limited time I have left, am I confident that I can eliminate all these potential dangers?

At that moment, 'Tanjuro Kamado' had many thoughts on his mind.

"please."

Su Mu slightly turned his body to the side, making way for the entrance to the cave.

Tanjuro Kamado hesitated for a moment, but eventually followed him into the cave.

He was familiar with the cave where he had once slain the giant bear; he had been there before. But now, the cave looked completely different.

Inside the cave, there appeared to be a separate resting space, with a bed covered with thick bedding and a simple shelf nearby containing kitchen utensils such as oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

In the center of the cave, a campfire was burning, and a small pot was placed on a wooden frame on top of it. It seemed that something was cooking in the pot, and a very fragrant aroma was wafting out.

Beside the small pot, a girl who looked very delicate was squatting by the pot with a small spoon. Because her back was turned, her face could not be seen. All that could be seen was that she had a single ponytail tied on one side with a bright green butterfly hair clip.

I was dressed very warmly, so even in this cold winter, I didn't feel cold.

This made 'Kamado Tanjuro' raise his eyes to look at the demon, because the girl was not a demon, but a person.

She seems to be being taken good care of.

The commotion seemed to have startled the girl, and she turned around.

Her delicate face had a touch of baby fat, long and beautiful eyelashes, and striking pinkish-purple eyes that were unlike any other.

"Uncle... the stewed chicken will be ready soon, it'll be delicious. Uncle, you must drink a lot today, the more you drink... the less likely you are to..."

Kanao turned around and said happily, but when she saw the stranger, she pursed her lips, tilted her head slightly, and stared at the stranger who looked like... no longer breathing.

"Haha, I definitely have to drink a lot, after all, it was made by Kanao."

Su Mu smiled and walked to the campfire. Then, he looked up at 'Kamado Tanjuro' standing there and extended his hand: "Please sit down."

'Kamado Tanjuro' glanced around the entire cave, then looked around at the surroundings, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down silently by the campfire.

He wasn't quite sure what the ghost in front of him was up to.

"Kanao, go and get some sake."

Su Mu patted Kanao's head.

"Ah."

Kanao tilted her head and glanced at the old man who was barely breathing, then immediately strode into the cave with light steps.

Would you mind having a drink?

Su Mu looked at 'Kamado Tanjuro' and laughed.

"Do man-eating demons also drink alcohol?"

'Kamado Tanjuro' raised his eyes, his dim gaze filled with coldness.