Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

"Ah……"

Su Mu silently stretched out his hands; his fist, which had just been smashed, had recovered considerably.

For demons, no matter how severe the injury, it doesn't matter. As long as their necks aren't severed by a Nichirin Blade, they are immortal beings.

"A very interesting newborn brat."

Akaza chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and glanced at Kanao: "There's another human child who cares so much about demons."

"I'm suddenly looking forward to it. I really want to know how long you can last, but I guess you won't last very long. Maybe it won't be long before the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen find you and cut off your head."

"Get stronger quickly, kid."

Akaza shook his head, wanting to say something, but then looked up and said, "What a bunch of annoying hyenas, they've caught up with us again."

As he spoke, Akaza looked at Su Mu and said, "Kid, let me show you what kind of ghost can be considered a success."

"Ta Tata..."

The ground shook, and a group of swordsmen in Demon Slayer Corps uniforms rushed towards them from afar. Akaza, who had disappeared and then reappeared, was now in front of the group of Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen. A punch imbued with fighting spirit had somehow struck one of the swordsmen on the head, and with a scream, the swordsman's head was smashed open.

"It is the Upper Moon Three Akaza."

A swordsman, his eyes filled with terror, still gripped his Nichirin Blade and charged forward.

…………

massacre

It was almost a one-sided massacre.

The demon-slaying squad of nearly ten people was almost completely wiped out by Akaza alone in a short time, and their crimson blood was almost spilled all over the ground.

"She's really...too weak!"

"None of these swordsmen are durable enough to withstand a beating."

Akaza sent a swordsman flying like a sandbag with a single punch, then turned around:

"See that? This is..."

However, the little devil seemed completely oblivious to this exciting scene, and had already carried the child away into the distance.

Upon seeing this, Akaza paused slightly, then shook his head:

"Like me? You don't like torturing and killing these weaklings like this either. It's true, it's really boring. Only the strong have the motivation to fight."

"Actually, I don't really want to kill these people either, it's too boring, but they're just too annoying. If I don't get rid of them, they'll keep bothering me."

Shaking his head, Akaza unconsciously followed.

…………

Akaza walked into a dark cave with his hands behind his back.

The cave was deep and dark, but it was nothing to a ghost, a creature of darkness.

Walking further in, they saw that Su Mu had already put the girl down and was busy working in the cave, while the girl was also helping out.

Akaza stood to the side with his arms crossed. After being a demon for so many years, this was the first time he had ever seen such a different little demon.

Suddenly I felt very interested.

It wasn't that he had any interest in this frail ghost; he had never been interested in the weak.

But he still developed some interest, perhaps related to the girl beside him, or perhaps not.

Akaza couldn't explain why either.

It was simply because... I saw a human girl fighting desperately for a weak demon.

This desperate act of protecting and safeguarding gave Akaza a familiar feeling, as if he had had a similar experience himself.

But upon careful reflection, I couldn't recall anything.

This feeling is painful and confusing.

A campfire had somehow started burning, and under Akaza's watchful gaze, the little devil actually began preparing human food.

"Funny, funny."

Akaza almost bent over and burst into laughter: "You devil, don't you know that human food is useless to us? Don't you know that we don't need to eat?"

Su Mu raised his head and glanced at the ghost that had long forgotten its past as a human, a ghost that spent most of its time focusing on training and obsessed with becoming stronger.

He glanced at it once, then lowered his head and continued with his work.

The rice is steamed until fully cooked, then dried and set aside as dry food.

Akaza leaned against the wall, squinting as she watched this scene: "So it was prepared for the children around you? How thoughtful. But what's the use?"

He smiled as he looked at Kanao, who was glaring at him with hatred: "Does this child know that you're a man-eating demon? Aren't you afraid of being eaten by you one day?"

Kanao ignored the demon, and Su Mu ignored Akaza. After finishing everything, they sat in front of the campfire and silently wiped their Nichirin Blades with a rag.

Akaza frowned, a sudden surge of anger rising within him. He was about to step forward and give the brat another good beating, but he stopped abruptly when he saw the child guarding the brat's side.

Akaza retreated to his original spot, leaning against the wall, and continued to scrutinize the human and the ghost.

After glaring at Akaza for a while, Kanao started busying herself around the campfire. Soon, she handed a small cup of hot water to Su Mu, who was sitting there.

Su Mu stopped wiping the knife, picked up the cup, and slowly drank.

It's a very simple action.

Akaza, who was standing there, seemed a little lost in thought, vaguely feeling a sense of familiarity, as if he had experienced such a scene before.

But no matter how hard I try to recall it, I can't remember it.

It's very uncomfortable

I feel terribly uncomfortable.

"I'm still... too weak."

Akaza clenched his fist slightly, then, without looking at the human and the demon, began to train on his own.

"Weak, so very weak. Only by becoming strong enough can I remember anything. Only by becoming strong enough, strong enough."

"You need to become strong enough!"

Akaza kept exercising while simultaneously shouting.

Su Mu pulled Kanao back to the edge of the cave to avoid being hit by the aftershocks of Akaza's training, and also looked at the Twelve Demon Moons who only had the obsession to become stronger.

Chapter 88 Turning Kanao into a Demon (Part 2 (4/4))

"boom!"

A dull yet extremely penetrating explosion resounded throughout the cave, making the air itself seem to tremble.

Akaza swung his fist like the wind, the force of which carried a violent fighting spirit as it struck the mountain wall. Almost instantly, the incredibly hard rock crumbled into pieces.

With each punch, the entire cave began to shake, showing signs of collapsing at any moment.

Su Mu protected Kanao and retreated far away, watching this tireless demon.

After an unknown amount of time, Akaza stopped, his fist slightly clenched.

"I'm still... too weak. When will I be able to become stronger? I really want to find a stronger opponent to fight. That would be really interesting."

As he spoke, Akaza looked at Su Mu and said, "You little brat, you're really too weak. You're not even qualified to be my sparring partner."

Su Mu remained silent.

Akaza also found it boring, and glanced out of the cave again. It was already daylight, and there was no way he could leave the cave.

I just found a place to sit down.

Su Mu rebuilt the campfire, and the flames were lit again in the darkness. He then set up a new resting place for Kanao to rest.

Akaza opened his golden eyes and silently stood with the demon around the campfire. In the flickering firelight, he saw the demon opposite him write the words "Koiyuki" (Love Snow) next to the campfire.

These two words, though seemingly ordinary, possessed a magical power that captivated Akaza, making it almost impossible for him to look away.

So familiar

"boom"

My whole head felt like it had exploded.

It's as if something extremely important in life has been suddenly awakened.

That once

Memories that once belonged to... people.

………………

The fireworks display was very crowded.

Fireworks shot into the sky, their brilliant bursts leaving beautiful trails as they rose high into the air.

Akaza, I have come to this lake of forgotten memories.

He looked up at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, familiar yet strange, as if he had experienced them before.

I have seen such beautiful scenery before.

As I watched, everything suddenly went black.

The brilliant fireworks disappeared before my eyes, darkness covered my vision, a cool sensation came from my face, and behind my hard back was a warm and soft feeling.

A soft body pressed against his back, covering his eyes with its hands.

"Senior brother, guess who I am?"

A somewhat weak, yet beautiful voice came through.

"Love Snow!"

He blurted it out almost without hesitation.

Such a familiar yet so unfamiliar name was suddenly uttered by him.

"You idiot senior brother, how did you guess it so quickly?"