Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Nezuko glanced at the demon, then turned her head away, pouting. She was the one who was wronged, while the demon was the one who bullied men and women. The demon would also be the one to enjoy the benefits in the future. She then said some things to make herself feel better.

That's really... domineering.

"You little crybaby, all you do is cry."

Beside her, Kanao, who had been staying by her uncle's side, raised her pinkish-purple eyes and glanced at Nezuko.

Nezuko's eyes immediately turned a little red, and she stared at Kanao with a fierce look. She was afraid of a demon, but not of a person.

Nezuko isn't made of clay; no one can bully her.

"A crybaby."

A light, airy voice came from Kanao's mouth again. The girl with her hair in a high ponytail crossed her arms and looked at them with disdain. She looked down on these people the most. Her uncle was such a good person, but in their eyes, he seemed so terrifying.

They're all an incredibly stupid bunch.

Especially this girl in front of me, she was crying when I first met her, and she's still crying now, she's really... a real crybaby.

Nezuko was clearly angered by Kanao's disdainful gaze. She almost puffed out her cheeks, wanting to stand up to her with her hands on her hips. However, Kanao's eyes suddenly narrowed, resembling the demon beside her, which made Nezuko suddenly deflate. She turned her head away unwillingly, refusing to look at this little woman who was just trying to intimidate her.

Isn't it just because he has a devilish uncle?

If it were my own brother...

Thinking of her useless brother's weakness when facing this ghost, the girl felt even less confident.

Chapter 112 That day, I saw him treat another girl gently (3/3)

Kamado Takeo quickly bought the sake, glanced at his sister standing next to the demon with some doubt, and then lowered his head and said, "M-Master, here is the sake you wanted."

His voice was still slightly out of breath, clearly indicating that he had run very fast.

"Thank you so much, Takeo."

Su Mu spoke gently.

The demon's gentleness surprised the child, causing Takeo to unconsciously look up. He was met with the demon's gentle gaze, and in a fluster, he pulled out some money from his pocket: "Sir, this... this is what's left over from buying wine."

"Consider it pocket money for Takeo."

Su Mu said with a smile.

Kamado Takeo was somewhat taken aback. He lowered his head and looked at the remaining money in his hand, which made him think of his father. Sometimes when he ran errands for his father, he would receive some small change as a reward, which was always something he looked forward to and was very exciting.

It seems like we haven't encountered anything like this since my father fell ill.

"Go have fun."

Su Mu said it again.

Nezuko stood to one side, clearly seeing how the demon treated her younger brother, a sight completely different from her deepest impression of demons.

It even made Nezuko feel a little dazed.

Are all ghosts like this?

If all ghosts are like this, then what's so scary about them?

Or is this what the ghost in front of you looks like?

If the ghost in front of me continues to be so gentle, then I should also be treated kindly if I follow it in the future, right?

A slight blush rose to the girl's cheeks, and she couldn't help but glance at the ghost's face.

The gentle sunlight fell on the ghost's profile, revealing a handsome face. Although being a ghost might make him domineering, and he might suffer mistreatment in the future, but... but... at least that face...

The girl lowered her head unconsciously again, thinking to herself, at least... this face isn't unpleasant.

Maybe I'll gradually get used to it, and perhaps I'll even be able to be a good ghost bride...

"uncle."

Kanao spoke softly from the side.

"Ah."

Su Mu took the wine in his hand and looked at Kanao.

"I want to practice swordsmanship."

Kanao looked at her uncle's Nichirin Blade with a hint of anticipation in her beautiful eyes.

I've been resting for a long time these past few days because of illness. I've been wanting to start exercising, but my uncle always won't give me permission. But actually, I feel that my body is already very healthy and there shouldn't be any problems.

Su Mu looked at Kanao's rosy cheeks, thought for a moment, and then nodded: "Then practice for a while, not too long."

"Ah."

Kanao immediately broke into a happy smile.

Su Mu also handed his Nichirin Blade to Kanao.

Kanao could easily lift the heavy Nichirin Blade; with a light touch of her toes, she landed gracefully in the distance.

Soon, the girl began to slash with her knife, each strike ruthless and almost deadly, a stark contrast to her delicate figure.

The sharp gust of wind from the blade startled Nezuko so much that she almost jumped back, and her eyes were filled with fear as she looked at Kanao.

I never would have guessed that this seemingly delicate girl could be so fierce.

Let alone himself, even his own brother probably couldn't beat this girl.

After that, following the demon, she not only had to put up with the demon's temper, but also with the traitors around the demon. Just thinking about it made Nezuko feel heavy-hearted and under a lot of pressure.

"Nezuko, go inside and get me the sake cup."

Su Mu spoke to Nezuko, who was still lost in her own world.

"Ah, oh!"

Nezuko nodded instinctively, then started walking into the house. Halfway there, she realized that he had already started making her do things before she even followed him. Wouldn't she be bullied in the future?

The girl clenched her fists, feeling...so angry!

But after a moment of anger, he obediently went back inside and picked up his wine glass.

Inside the house, the mother sat there with her head slightly bowed, her expression filled with sorrow, while the brother had found an axe and was sharpening the blade.

Nezuko…

Tanjiro, who was sharpening his axe, looked up.

"elder brother……"

Nezuko looked up and called out, "I'll... I'll get him a wine glass."

The girl lowered her head and said it again. Unconsciously, she stopped mentioning the word 'ghost' and started using 'he' instead.

Perhaps out of anger towards her brother, Nezuko stopped talking to him and left with her cup.

"Nezuko...you're so worried about me."

Tanjiro continued sharpening his axe, thinking that Nezuko's reaction was because she couldn't bear to see him embark on the path of demon hunting.

When Nezuko walked out with her cup, the demon was already sitting on a stool watching Kanao practice her swordsmanship. The girl's fierce swordsmanship made Nezuko's heart pound with fear.

He just felt that this girl was really terrifying; her fierce way of practicing swordsmanship was completely different from her obedient way of staying by his side.

"Sir...the wine cup is here."

Nezuko trotted over.

"Ah."

Su Mu took the wine cup, picked up the wine pot and poured wine into the cup. He watched Kanao practice her swordplay quietly and gently while drinking the wine. Although there was no food, the way Kanao practiced her swordplay at this moment was the best appetizer.

Nezuko stood to the side, secretly watching him.

Seeing him drinking while looking at Kanao with a gentle expression, Nezuko unconsciously clutched her clothes with her small hands.

Why was he so gentle with this girl?

Su Mu drank another cup of wine and was about to pick up the wine pot to pour more when he reached for nothing. He looked to the side with some confusion.

"I...I'll pour it for you, sir."

Nezuko lowered her head and said softly.

"Oh!"

Su Mu nodded, held out the wine glass he was holding, but his gaze was fixed on Kanao, who was practicing her swordsmanship.

Nezuko picked up the sake jug and filled it for him. Seeing that he paid no attention to her and only had eyes for the girl practicing her sword, she suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

He looked down at himself again. He was slender and well-developed, not inferior to that girl. The reason he cared so much about her now was just because Kanao was with him first. If he caught up with her later, things might be different...

"What am I thinking about..."

A jumble of random thoughts flooded her mind, and Nezuko suddenly realized that she had become completely bewildered.

Nezuko couldn't help but glance at him again.

The man sipping his drink at that moment gave off a peculiar feeling; perhaps he had been afraid of the other person and suddenly felt uneasy if that person were standing next to him.

Actually, I feel quite safe.

Chapter 113 Before killing the ghosts, kill the people first! Let the killing begin! (4/4)

Sunset

Under the fiery sunset, the earth was shrouded in a dark red glow.

In a dilapidated room in the slum, smoke rises, bringing with it the long-lost aroma of meat to this simple dwelling.

On a mat laid out in the hall of the house, Su Mu sat upright, sipping a glass of wine. Tanjiro knelt beside him, his head slightly lowered, seemingly lost in thought.

Nezuko was in the room looking after her younger brother and sister who were playing around.

Kanao stayed by her uncle's side, her little head resting on his thigh, her pinkish-purple eyes wide open, watching the gentle figure busy by the fire pit by the window. Her eyes blinked slightly, and she seemed a little lost in thought.

As steam rose, the woman lifted the pot lid, and the aroma of food instantly filled the room. Several children stopped playing, sniffed the air, and looked longingly towards the fire pit.

Su Mu drank a cup of wine, glanced at the busy woman, then lowered his head and looked at Kanao. She was quietly watching the stove and the kango. He gently stroked Kanao's hair. Kanao looked up at her uncle, then closed her beautiful eyes slightly.