Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Kanao bit her lip, looked at her uncle, silently put on the flower wreath on her head, picked up her wooden sword and walked outside, into the infinitely bright place outside.

The warm sunlight bathed her entire body, so comforting, yet she longed to return to that dark place.

In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes had opened, staring at her with insatiable greed. They tried to rush out several times, but because they were afraid of the sunlight, they ultimately stopped in their tracks.

The uncle stood silently in place, clutching his head tightly with both hands.

Kanao gripped the sword hilt tightly with her small hands, slowly exhaled, and began to practice her swordsmanship desperately, from the breaking of dawn to the gradual darkening of the sky, and then to the arrival of darkness.

The girl practiced again and again.

The sword became increasingly sharp.

And it became increasingly difficult to see clearly.

The misty spring rain mixed with sweat, soaking the girl's clothes. The flower wreath on her head had already broken, and petals were scattered all over the ground.

"call……"

He almost collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

After a while, she regained some strength and wearily raised her head to look at the sky. Night had fallen again, and in the star-studded night sky, the bright moon shone softly, illuminating the entire mountain forest and falling on the girl's delicate face.

It got dark again.

She could finally return to the cave.

Although I was exhausted and my steps were difficult, my heart was filled with joy. As I stepped into the cave entrance, I saw my uncle standing deep inside.

For once, the cave was pitch black, and the campfire that was always lit and never went out was now extinguished.

Uncle did not relight it.

"Uncle~"

The girl gripped the wooden sword, looked at her uncle whose back was turned to her, and called out softly.

silence

Utter silence.

Only faint breathing sounds could be heard, as if someone was trying to restrain themselves.

Kanao took steps closer and closer, finally arriving at her uncle's side.

The uncle gripped the blade of the Nichirin Blade tightly, the blade almost embedded in his flesh, and drops of bright red blood flowed out.

"uncle……"

Kanao reached out and grabbed the bleeding hand. A warm sensation spread through her palm as blood soaked into her skin, turning her small hand crimson.

She looked up at her uncle, who was panting heavily.

"I might... not be able to hold on any longer."

Su Mu whispered, sounding very pained.

The girl's breath seemed to stop at that moment, but her small hand tightly gripped her uncle's bloodstained hand, and she said softly, "Uncle, you don't have to insist."

"No."

Su Mu turned around and looked at Kanao: "Some things are more important than life and death. If you do them, you might as well die."

Kanao's eyes drooped, her once bright, star-like eyes now filled with sadness.

“I thought I could hold on. I thought my willpower would be enough to last until then, but... I overestimated myself. My uncle has already reached his limit to hold on until now.”

"Uncle...there's...nothing else can be done."

So many ghosts, without exception, how could Uncle be the exception?

No matter how persistent a person's will is, there are limits.

Kanao lowered her head, biting her lip, and held her uncle's hand tightly, her fingertips almost digging into his skin.

Su Mu gently pried open the girl's fingers, and then handed the Nichirin Blade to Kanao.

"Take it."

He answered softly.

Kanao bit her lip and gripped the hilt of her Nichirin Blade.

"Go and use the chains you brought with you to lock me up."

He gritted his teeth and looked at Kanao.

Kanao gritted her teeth and stood there, but no matter what, she couldn't bring herself to chain up her uncle.

"Please, Kanao."

Su Mu's voice was somewhat low.

Kanao hung her head, turned around and walked to a corner of the cave, where she took out a very heavy iron chain.

At this moment, Su Mu walked to a natural stone wall in the cave, placed his hands on the stone wall, and said to Kanao, "Start binding, bind it tightly."

No matter how unwilling she was, Kanao couldn't go against her uncle's wishes when she saw his pleading eyes.

Splash...

As soon as he was tied up, Su Mu began to struggle violently, making the iron chains rattle constantly, but no matter what he did, he could not break free.

Seeing this, Su Mu showed a satisfied expression, and then looked at Kanao: "If in the end, we still can't find that flower."

"Will not."

She shook her head almost frantically: "Kanao, I will definitely help Uncle, I will help Uncle find..."

"listen to me."

Su Mu interrupted Kanao, his voice low and deep: "If in the end we really can't find that flower, then use the Nichirin Blade in your hand to cut off your uncle's head."

The girl shook her head desperately.

"That's for my own good, Kanao."

Su Mu opened his scarlet eyes: "I don't want to become that kind of ghost. You know, you can feel it, it's something that's worse than death."

"I don't want to, and I'm unwilling to, become that kind of ghost."

"I……"

Kanao gripped the hilt of her Nichirin Blade tightly.

"If we truly cannot find it, cutting off my head will be a relief for me. And Kanao, I can no longer control myself. Until we find that flower, no matter what, do not believe it. And...and..."

"Roar……"

Before he could finish speaking, the last taut string in his mind snapped completely.

The crimson eyes of the ghost opened, staring at the tempting flesh and blood before it. There was no restraint left, only an intense, overwhelming greed and an infinite desire for the flesh and blood.

"Come here, come here, Kanao, let me go, unlock my chains."

Kanao gripped her Nichirin Blade and shook her head desperately.

"Kanao, you're the one who listens to me the most, aren't you?"

"Help me untie, untie me! I'm in so much pain, I'm so uncomfortable being tied up... Do you see how uncomfortable your uncle is? I'm so hungry, please give me something to eat, I'm so... hungry!"

"Give me a bite, just let me take a small bite of you, I'm really... really hungry."

The girl shook her head desperately:

"You're not my uncle anymore, you're not my uncle anymore."

Kanao slumped there, repeating the same thing over and over:

"You're not my uncle anymore."

Chapter 93 After the rain that day, I picked a blue spider lily (2/4 (two-in-one))

The morning sun had just pierced through the clouds and mist in the mountains and forests, and after being blocked by the dense jungle, only a dim warm light remained on the ground.

Kanao opened her beautiful pinkish-purple eyes early on.

The campfire that was lit yesterday had gone out sometime ago, and the cold temperature made Kanao shiver slightly.

The girl stared blankly at the extinguished campfire, slightly lost in thought. Before, such a warm campfire would never go out. She tilted her head and looked towards one side of the cave.

"Roar!"

The ghost, its scarlet eyes wide open and its face contorted in a ferocious grimace, seemed eager to pounce, but bound by chains, it could only struggle futilely in place.

Wow

The chains were broken and collided with the ground, making a soft clanging sound.

Kanao pursed her lips, gently gripped the Nichirin Blade in her hand, and approached the demon.

"Closer, closer, let me..."

The ghost lowered its head slightly, seemingly waiting for someone to get close enough to bite it to death.

Kanao only got a little closer before stopping, her beautiful pinkish-purple eyes looking at the demon: "Uncle, I'm going to cook. Do you want some?"

"I want to eat your flesh, please give me some, I'm so hungry, so hungry."

Kanao's beautiful eyes dimmed slightly, and she stood there dejectedly. But immediately, she seemed to regain her spirits, clenched her small fists, and seemed to become more invigorated.

They began clumsily lighting the campfire.

I started clumsily cooking over a fire.

I started clumsily combing my hair.

Clumsy at first... alone

……

She tried her best, albeit clumsily, to do everything well, and even without her uncle, Kanao did just as well.

After finishing each task, Kanao would pause for a short while, tilt her head, and look at the demon whose face was becoming increasingly ferocious.

The girl lowered her head slightly, found the flower basket placed in the cave, slung it over her arm, glanced at it again, and then walked out of the cave.