Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

"Does Uncle stay here during the day? If so, we can build an underground space..."

Kanao tilted her head and asked softly.

"No."

Su Mu shook his head, looking at this deserted place. Tanjiro was clearly a very decisive person. Even though he was not very old, he was able to make the decision to move in winter.

After all, moving in the dead of winter is undoubtedly a difficult thing, but Tanjiro made such a decision.

This also saved his family from a tragic end.

"Let's keep going."

The spring breeze carried a slight chill. Su Mu and Kanao walked along the path leading to the back of the Kamado Mountain. After a few steps, Su Mu stopped, his eyes growing increasingly bloodshot, and the number of times he swallowed became more and more intense.

Kanao tilted her head, looking at her uncle who had stopped.

And the next second

Her uncle looked at her, his scarlet eyes filled with bloodlust, fierce cruelty, and an intense greed. She could feel the hand gripping her wrist tightly, as if it wanted to crush her bones.

It hurts so much.

Kanao simply pursed her lips and blinked at her uncle.

"call……"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the uncle abruptly released his grip on her hand, looked away, and then silently walked forward.

Kanao hurriedly followed, tilting her head to look at her uncle.

That intense feeling of hunger seemed to emanate from his body, so heavy that it made his steps falter and he unconsciously bit his lip.

My uncle has been starving for who knows how long.

I really want my uncle to have a good meal, even if it means devouring her flesh and blood.

After a moment of distraction, Su Mu came back to his senses, his heart heavy.

Walking silently, they soon arrived at a cemetery and saw a newly built grave. The tombstone was inscribed with the name Kamado Tanjuro, indicating that the Kamado family had buried him here before moving.

It seems like just yesterday that we last met.

At that time, Su Mu could deeply feel the other party's helplessness and despair, as well as their desire for life, but there was nothing he could do. Even though the other party was incredibly powerful, even no weaker than the 'Pillar', a person is still a person, and no matter how strong they are, they cannot escape the fate of death.

At this moment, he seemed to vaguely understand the despair the other person had felt back then. Now, he was also deeply experiencing these feelings. After all, people are just people.

Feeling an almost uncontrollable desire, he fell silent.

"Uncle, are you alright?"

Beside me, I heard a girl's worried voice.

"fine."

Su Mu forced a smile, glanced at Kamado Tanjuro's grave, and then led Kanao deeper into the mountains. Soon, they arrived at the cave where he and Kanao had stayed last time.

However, in front of the cave, there were several newly built cemeteries.

Su Mu led Kanao up to the tombstone. Each tombstone was engraved with a name, and it was the first time Su Mu had learned the names of the Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen he had killed.

"Even if the sun were to fall, new life would never end."

"Purge the evil spirits."

……

Looking at the inscription beside the tombstone, Su Mu could feel the deep hatred these people had for a ghost like him. He had never encountered such hatred before, but it was now a fight to the death.

He smiled, then led Kanao into the cave.

The thick, pungent smell of blood left in the cave from that day's battle had completely dissipated within just a few months, as if it had never existed.

Su Mu instinctively reached out to gather firewood and light a campfire, but he stopped as soon as he made the movement, his hand gripping tightly on the hilt of his Nichirin Blade at his waist.

The sun-like power contained within that Sun Wheel Blade was growing weaker and weaker.

"Uncle, let me do it."

Seeing her uncle stop, Kanao quickly began searching for firewood.

Su Mu placed his hand on the hilt of the knife, closed his eyes, and the veins on his forehead looked like they were about to burst.

Tue

It rose up at some unknown time.

The flickering firelight dispelled the darkness of the cave and brought warmth. Kanao had already picked up a small pot and started cooking.

The girl's movements were clumsy, but she did it step by step, occasionally turning her head to look at her uncle who was still standing there quietly, her beautiful pinkish-purple eyes slightly lowered.

My uncle didn't say anything.

But Kanao understands everything.

But there was nothing she could do to help.

Only when the food in the small pot was cooked and its aroma filled the air did Su Mu, who had been keeping his eyes closed, open them. His scarlet eyes looked even more deep and weary.

I'm sorry to have left you to do all the work by yourself.

Su Mu walked to the campfire, looking at the lit fire and the prepared food: "However, even without Uncle's help, Kanao can do very well now, she's amazing."

"Uncle, have a bowl."

Kanao handed over a bowl of porridge she had prepared.

Su Mu looked at the porridge, but his gaze fell on the girl's delicate little hands. Her tender skin exuded an alluring fragrance.

"it is good."

He took the small bowl in a low voice and ate silently. This so-called human food could not alleviate his hunger in the slightest; on the contrary, it made him even hungrier.

Kanao also held a small bowl, sat down next to her uncle, and ate her meal in small bites.

Su Mu closed his eyes, but his mind was filled with the girl's delicate throat, fair skin, and the fresh, warm blood flowing through her body.

I want to swallow it whole, leaving not a single bone behind.

The demon's desire for human flesh and blood grew stronger and stronger, gradually overpowering its own will.

As Akaza said, no ghost can escape these things, no matter how unwilling you are.

Once you become a ghost, your final fate will not change.

No matter how much you insist, it won't work.

After finishing her meal, the girl continued practicing her swordsmanship until she was almost exhausted and could barely stand up.

In the past, her uncle would always come over at this time, stop her in time, hold her, and let her rest.

But this time, it didn't happen.

Kanao looked up at her uncle, who was still sitting there with his eyes closed. At this moment, her quiet uncle looked like a demon about to emerge from the abyss, which made her instinctively feel a sense of fear.

But...this demon

But it was her uncle!

Biting her lip, she dragged her almost unsteady steps to her uncle's side, burying her little head in his arms: "Uncle, hug me."

In the past, my wishes always came true.

But this time, there was only a very soft sound.

"Stay away from me."

The girl looked up, biting her lip, but stubbornly reached out to hold his arm.

"obedient."

A soft voice came, forcing Kanao to let go, because Kanao wouldn't go against her uncle's wishes.

The girl stood silently at the entrance of the cave, her pinkish-purple eyes gazing at the graves in the distance, hoping that summer would come sooner.

Faster... please.

Chapter 92 The Real Demon (4/4)

It started raining sometime during the day.

A light spring drizzle falls gently on the mountains, bringing new life to the vegetation, with tender buds sprouting.

Kanao has resumed her flower-picking journey. Although the time for the blue spider lilies to bloom has not yet arrived, she never slacks off in picking flowers every day.

Su Mu would usually sit at the cave entrance, gather the flower petals that Kanao had picked, add some thin rope, weave them into a wreath, and then put it on Kanao's head.

The girl who used to be withdrawn and like a puppet on a string has become more and more lively, her eyes have become more and more expressive, and she has also grown more and more beautiful.

A breeze blew, causing the girl's skirt to flutter. Kanao, carrying a flower basket, sat down next to her uncle who was sitting at the cave entrance, and then rested her head against him.

Su Mu reached out and gently stroked Kanao's head, the smooth strands of hair almost slipping through his fingertips.

"From now on, if I'm alone, I must be happy every day."

Sitting in the darkness of the cave, Su Mu looked at the bright spring sunshine outside and murmured softly.

"I don't want to be alone."

Kanao muttered softly, "In a little while, it will be summer, and then the flowers will bloom. It won't be long."

"Yes! It'll be soon."

A longing flashed in Su Mu's bloodshot eyes. He was about to say something while stroking Kanao's head, but he suddenly stopped, his body trembling, and the veins on his forehead almost bursting at that moment.

Kanao pursed her lips, looking at her uncle who was covering his head with his hands.

"Kanao, go practice your swordsmanship. Go practice your swordsmanship somewhere far away."

"uncle……"

Kanao wanted to say something.

"obedient."

A slightly deep voice came from the uncle's mouth.