Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Reaching the cave entrance, the girl turned around and looked at the ghost: "I'm going to pick flowers, Uncle."

"roar~"

There was only a low, muffled growl; there was no reply from the uncle.

I'm not used to it.

So the girl returned to the cave with the flower basket, placed it on the ground, sat cross-legged, gently stroked the blade of her Nichirin Blade, and murmured, "Mmm."

The girl's voice was very different from the man's deep voice, but Kanao still managed to learn a few things from it.

Then, Kanao stood up excitedly, picked up the flower basket, and went outside. At the door, Kanao glanced at the demon, then at the spot where she had just been sitting, and happily said:

"I'll be back soon~"

No one responded, but Kanao seemed to have already received a response, and picked up her basket to pick flowers again.

The girl's figure leaped lightly through the mountains and forests. She was now more and more agile, and could easily pick flowers from steep cliffs, which she could only see from afar before.

Whenever Kanao sees an unknown flower, she gets very excited. When she picks the flower, she will face it towards the sun, and her pinkish-purple eyes will quietly watch the shadow of the flower falling in the sunlight.

They would gather many flowers, some unfamiliar ones, flowers they had never seen before, and then offer them to the ghost's mouth.

"Bah ah..."

"Get lost, give me meat, I want to eat your flesh..."

"Be good, be good, and I'll let you eat my meat!"

The girl stood some distance from the ghost, then leaned forward slightly, looking at the ghost with her beautiful pinkish-purple eyes, and gently offered the flower in her hand to the ghost's lips.

Gui Zhang opened his mouth to bite the hand, but missed, only biting the flower instead.

"Pooh……"

The ghost general spat the flower out of his mouth.

I've been scammed several times already, I won't fall for it again.

"If you don't give me your meat, I won't eat flowers anymore. Please, have mercy and give me just one bite, just one bite, I'm hungry, I'm so hungry..."

"I'm starving to death."

Seeing that the flower placed on the demon was spat out by the demon again, Kanao bent down and repeated the same action as before.

But without a doubt, it failed.

"Give me a bite, just one bite of your flesh."

The demon stared at Kanao, who was right in front of him, its eyes bloodshot.

Kanao held the flowers, staring blankly at the demon. The feeling of being an uncle to the demon was becoming increasingly faint.

I can feel my uncle moving away little by little.

It's becoming more and more...unfamiliar.

The flower was placed near the ghost's mouth again, but it was spat out by the ghost.

Kanao knew that the demons could no longer eat the flowers, so she gently picked up her Nichirin Blade.

The ghostly red eyes widened at that moment, and its body struggled violently, trying to break free of the chains.

However, in order to completely bind the ghost's body, the chains chosen were of extremely high quality. No matter how the ghost struggled, it could not break free, and could only make a 'clattering' sound as it struggled with the chains.

"You wouldn't dare cut me, you wouldn't cut me, how could you bear to cut me? I'm your uncle, Kanao, how could you do that?"

Are you willing to do that?

The demon stared at Kanao with its scarlet eyes wide open.

"You're not my uncle."

Kanao gripped her Nichirin Blade, her delicate face serious: "Eat the flower, or I'll cut your neck."

Seeing the girl who had already raised her Nichirin Blade, her eyes filled with seriousness, the demon instinctively showed a look of fear, especially seeing that she had no hesitation whatsoever, and let out a breath:

"I'll eat it."

She quickly put down the knife in her hand, and Kanao's icy expression, which had been like a glacier, seemed to melt away, becoming very gentle. Then, she gently placed the flower near the demon's mouth.

"Be good, okay?"

Then, she watched intently as the ghost swallowed the flower, and then stood quietly for a while before going to the side and picking up the flower from the flower basket.

She began to silently weave a flower wreath.

The girl had clearly never knitted before, and she knitted very slowly, but Kanao was very patient, sitting there quietly pondering.

The warm light of dawn slowly transforms into the rosy glow of the sunset.

Kanao finally finished weaving a flower that satisfied her, tried it on on her head, stood up, put her hands behind her back, and came to the ghost.

Is it pretty?

The girl whispered.

"very nice."

The ghost suddenly raised its head, revealing a very gentle expression.

The girl's pinkish-purple eyes widened in surprise as she quietly stared at the ghost.

"Kanao, I feel like I've recovered. It must be because the flower you gave me before worked."

Su Mu said in a low voice.

Kanao remained standing in the same spot, watching quietly.

"Uncle, it feels so uncomfortable being tied up, please untie me!"

Su Mu lowered his voice, which was as gentle as before.

Kanao remained standing there, staring blankly at her uncle, before quickly hanging her head in dejection.

"You're not my uncle."

"Why am I not? I am! I'm your uncle! I'm all better now, why won't you let go of me?"

Su Mu struggled slightly, only causing the iron chains to vibrate.

Kanao quietly looked into Su Mu's eyes, into those scarlet eyes, which seemed unchanged from before.

but

Different.

She couldn't pinpoint exactly what was different, but deep within those seemingly gentle eyes lay an intense, overwhelming desire to devour her, a brutality devoid of any tenderness.

There was no peace either.

"This is a flower wreath I made, for my uncle to wear."

Kanao took off the flower wreath from her head and placed it on the demon's head.

The demon shook its head, trying to shake off the attack, but Kanao raised her knife again, so the demon could only awkwardly stop its movements.

The girl then smiled with satisfaction.

"Hey ghost, watch out, I'll chop you up."

………………

Time seemed to stretch out.

It seemed to be moving slower and slower, as if spring's footsteps had remained frozen in place.

Kanao would emerge from the cave almost every now and then, looking up at the sky. Sometimes she would see a clear blue sky, and sometimes she would see stars shining in the dark night.

Aside from picking flowers, visiting ghosts, and eating, Kanao spends the rest of her time practicing in front of the cave with her Nichirin Blade.

From the first light of dawn to the fall of dusk.

The tomb standing in front of the cave seemed to be silently watching the figure of a young girl wielding a knife.

The Girl's Knife

faster and faster.

…………

That morning, as usual, after finishing everything, the girl once again gripped her Nichirin Blade outside the cave, preparing to train.

However, as soon as they stepped out of the cave, they stopped, their pinkish-purple eyes fixed on the distance.

A man in a black, tight-fitting uniform was walking towards them from a distance. He had a knife hanging from his waist and was carrying incense, candles, and paper money in his hand.

Kanao stood quietly in the darkness at the cave entrance, her hands behind her back, the Nichirin Blade she held almost touching her back, watching the figure walk towards her.

Having followed my uncle for so long, I naturally recognized that he must be a swordsman from the Demon Slayer Corps.

Not long after, the swordsman, carrying incense and paper money, arrived at the cave and found the grave standing next to it.

With a heavy heart, the swordsman began to light incense and burn paper money for the grave's occupant, seemingly muttering something incoherently.

Kanao stood quietly in the darkness, her pinkish-purple eyes fixed on the swordsman burning paper money.

"Roar……"

Seemingly sensing the arrival of strangers, the ghost in the cave let out an excited roar.

The swordsman, who was burning paper money in front of the grave, suddenly turned around, staring at the cave not far away. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he could vaguely see the outline of a person in the darkness.

"Is there still a ghost hiding here? How cunning!"

The swordsman stood up, gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly, and considered whether to go inside and check, or send a message first...

Just as he was considering, the swordsman suddenly saw the humanoid silhouette in the darkness slowly emerge from the cave, and the figure gradually became clearer.

She is a very pretty and delicate-looking girl.

"Such a beautiful girl, turned into a ghost? What a pity..."

The swordsman let out a soft sigh.

Then, the swordsman saw the girl slowly emerge from the cave, bathed in sunlight.

"Forehead……"