Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

"Everyone gets a share."

Hasegawa Satoshi spoke up with great loyalty, his mind involuntarily conjuring up images of Mrs. Kamado's mature figure and Nezuko's beautiful and adorable appearance, causing him to unconsciously swallow.

Tonight, we're going to give this family a good dressing down for all the frights they suffered during the day.

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In the darkness, Tanjiro clearly heard the words of these 'righteous men,' and his breathing became increasingly rapid at that moment.

"How about it?"

Su Mu tilted his head and looked at Tanjiro: "Your family has always been well-behaved, but the more well-behaved you are, the more you suffer like this. Even now, you still can't hold an axe in your hand?"

"call……"

Tanjiro's breathing became rapid again.

Do you remember your father's teachings?

Su Mu whispered again, but his voice clearly reached Tanjiro's ears: "Remember... to breathe!"

The boy's mind jolted. His father's words to him that snowy night flashed through his mind again: 'Tanjiro, remember to breathe! Always remember to breathe!'

Not only that one time, but many times before, my father had taught me to 'breathe' in the same way.

She also thought of that day when her father pressed his hand against hers, his nails almost digging into her flesh, guiding her to see an almost transparent world.

He could never reach the almost 'transparent world' that his father had inspired him with, but his 'breathing' rhythm was slowly becoming calmer at this moment.

He tried hard to remember the 'breathing' his father had taught him. More and more oxygen accumulated in his lungs. The moment the oxygen was released, he felt as if his lungs were about to explode. At the same moment, the blood in his body seemed to flow faster, and his strength suddenly seemed to become incredibly powerful.

Su Mu watched from the side, squinting as he observed Tanjiro's changes.

"Go! Begin the slaughter!"

Su Mu whispered beside him.

The boy gripped his axe, looking at the group of 'righteous men' under the moonlight. His eyes gradually hardened from struggle to ferocity: "It's you... don't blame me."

The boy muttered something under his breath, then quietly approached with his axe, not going directly forward, but instead quietly circling around to the back of the group of 'righteous men'.

Su Mu saw all of this, including Tanjiro's sudden sneak attack in the night, where he almost instantly severed a person's head with his axe.

The headless corpse crashed to the ground, its blood-stained head flying off. The 'Renyi Clan,' who were enthusiastically discussing how to toy with the women of the Kamado family, were thrown into chaos. Before they could even react, the boy had already stepped forward with his axe, killing two people almost instantly.

The remaining 'benevolent and righteous followers' were all terrified by the sudden attack by the little brat, their faces turning pale.

"It's just a little brat, don't be afraid, kill him."

Hasegawa Satoshi saw that Tanjiro was alone and immediately spoke up to try to calm the troops down. The 'Jin-gishu', who had been panicked by the sudden attack, calmed down a little.

With so many people, are we afraid of a little brat?

However, the sight of the boy wielding an axe stained with blood was truly terrifying.

"kill!"

At that moment, the boy shouted and grabbed his axe, as if recalling the scene when his father took him to hunt the giant bear that attacked people.

My father walked briskly through the wind and snow, raising his sharp axe.

"kill!"

With another shout, the boy leaped up and charged toward Hasegawa Satoshi, who was trying to bolster morale, and swung his axe.

黑夜中

The blood-stained axe blade carried a bloodthirsty edge.

Hasegawa Satoshi, who was busy reorganizing the morale of his troops, looked on in horror and immediately raised his sword to parry.

A powerful axe cleaved down, landing on the blade. Hasegawa Satoshi felt an immense force on his hand holding the knife, causing his hand to involuntarily break free, and the knife naturally fell to the ground.

The axe swung down, striking the skull and splitting the head open almost instantly, continuing down the neck and finally wedging itself between the shoulders.

Blood splattered, covering the boy's face. Tears mixed with blood streamed down his cheeks, making him look like a beast unleashed from its cage in the cold moonlight.

Chapter 115 I can manage on my own... (2/4)

Despite being just a teenager, when he raised his axe and cleaved Hasegawa Tomo's head in two with a single blow, blood splattering onto the teenager's face, the remaining members of the 'Renyi Clan' almost fled in panic when their blood-stained faces turned to look at them.

"Puff puff……"

The figure that emerged from the darkness drew its blade without hesitation.

The Nichirin Blade flashed in the darkness as one by one, the 'Jin-gishu' clutched their necks and fell to the ground, becoming lifeless corpses.

Su Mu killed five or six people in succession, leaving only three who could no longer bear the fear in their hearts. They immediately knelt on the ground and begged in agony.

Su Mu didn't draw his sword again, but instead looked at the boy who had split Hasegawa Tomo's head in two with an axe and was now standing there almost in a daze.

The boy, who had just killed someone for the first time, was clearly still reeling from the shock of the killing. In particular, the sight of the head split in two made him shudder.

Su Mu walked over, holding the Nichirin Blade with the tip pointing downwards, and drops of blood dripped from the tip onto the ground.

He looked at the somewhat dazed boy, then at the three 'righteous men' kneeling and begging for mercy, and said calmly, "Keep killing!"

The boy, still in a daze, looked up and asked, "What?"

"I said, let's start the killing."

He spoke in a low voice.

Tanjiro clumsily pulled the axe out of Hasegawa Tomo's bones, glanced at the three 'righteous men' kneeling and begging for mercy, and walked over step by step with the axe in hand.

"Spare me, spare me..."

"My lord, please spare me! My child is waiting for me to come back. My lord, I don't want my poor child to be without a father."

"My lord, my mother is still bedridden. I cannot die! My lord, I cannot die! Please spare my life..."

The three 'righteous men' immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Tanjiro's hand, which was holding the axe, suddenly stopped. He felt the people's desire for life and the pain that their families would suffer. His grip on the axe loosened slightly.

"Kill them."

The ghost's calm voice came again.

The boy's grip on the axe tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the three 'righteous men' again. The three men almost immediately knelt down, weeping and begging.

This made Tanjiro hesitate for a moment.

Could I give it to them...?

The three 'righteous followers' realized that even if they begged for mercy, they would not be spared by the other person. In the darkness, they saw the true appearance of the person with a blood-stained face, and they saw that tender face.

I also saw those hesitant eyes.

Before Tanjiro could hesitate, the three 'righteous men' realized that even begging for mercy wouldn't save their lives. As they kowtowed and begged for mercy, their hands gripped their weapons.

While Tanjiro was still hesitating, it leaped up almost instantly, its face turning ferocious, no longer showing the pitiful look it had when begging for mercy.

From kneeling and weeping bitterly to raising weapons and leaping up to fight back, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Only then did the boy snap out of his hesitation and instinctively grip the axe handle, only to see in horror as three men charged toward him with weapons.

He was already too late to put up a fight.

"puff!"

As the blade sliced ​​across his neck, the three 'righteous men' raised their weapons to strike Tanjiro, but their strength vanished, their fierce expressions abruptly halting as they collapsed in front of him.

Tanjiro only then came to his senses, his breathing quickened, and he couldn't help but look up ahead. The demon, carrying a blood-stained sword, walked over, and a flash of crimson in your dark eyes was staring into his eyes.

"Just now, you hesitated, Tanjiro."

Tanjiro gripped his axe, his head bowed in shame.

The ghost reached out and placed its hand on the boy's shoulder, its voice low and deep:

"And hesitation leads to defeat!"

The ghost's voice was filled with deep disappointment: "Just now, you died. Think about what will happen after you die. Your mother, Kamado Aoi, will lose her most beloved son, and your younger brother and sister will lose their most beloved older brother."

The boy's hand gripping the axe tightened suddenly.

"If you hesitate so much when facing people, how do you feel when facing ghosts?"

"Hunting ghosts is much harder than killing people, and it's also much more difficult to kill them. You, who are weak and timid now, are not up to the task!"

Su Mu raised the Nichirin Blade, its tip landing right in front of the boy's eyes, and a look of extreme terror immediately appeared on the boy's face.

"You've disappointed me, Tanjiro. I thought you would be different."

Su Mu looked at the boy and calmly commented:

"This is absolutely terrible!"

A drop of blood slid down the tip of the Nichirin Blade and dripped into the boy's pupil, turning his vision blood red.

"I will... I will do it."

Tanjiro gripped the axe blade tightly.

"Ah……"

He chuckled, sheathed his Nichirin Blade, leaned closer to the boy, and said, "Very well, now go and kill all the members of the 'Renyi Clan,' and I will trust you."

Tanjiro's body trembled slightly.

"Killing people is already so difficult, let alone killing demons, Tanjiro, you're still hesitating! Think about the consequences of your hesitation just now."

"Your enemies will not weep and repent because of your hesitation. They will seize the moment of your hesitation without hesitation to kill you. Even enemies weaker than you will seize the opportunity, but you are still hesitating. If you are like this when facing people weaker than you, will you still hesitate when facing a ghost stronger than you?"

"Should we completely relinquish the power of life and death?"

The boy's grip on the axe handle tightened slightly.

Su Mu reached out and patted Tanjiro on the shoulder: "You should know where the 'Jingishu's' hideout is. Now, do you need me to come with you?"

The boy looked up and met the man's pair of dark, crimson eyes. He vaguely saw disappointment, but also a deep expectation for him.

A strong scent could be detected in his breath—a scent of disappointment, yet also of anticipation for his continued growth.

Tanjiro gripped the axe handle tightly and looked at Su Mu.