Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

They called all the children who were playing nearby to come and eat.

Everyone was chatting around the campfire, but actually, they were all just talking about Hanako, Takeo asked.

As their fear gradually subsided, Takeo, Hanako, and Shigeru all grew closer to him.

Now, he's always pestering her with all sorts of questions about children.

Children's questions are always strange and unusual. Fortunately, Su Mu's knowledge far exceeds that of anyone else here. Although he can't answer all of them, he can handle most of them more than enough. Even if he doesn't know the answer, he can still give a vague answer.

At this time, Tanjiro, and even Nezuko, would gather around and listen intently. Because they were no longer children, or perhaps they didn't consider themselves children, Tanjiro and Nezuko naturally couldn't ask questions like children.

Tanjiro would occasionally look up and see his master gently holding his younger sister Hanako, even telling her little stories, such as the Grimm's Fairy Tales or the story of Cinderella marrying the king, which he listened to with great interest.

In addition, many of the things the adults told his younger siblings seemed simple, but upon closer examination, they contained profound philosophical principles, which made Tanjiro admire the adults more and more, but also made him understand them less and less.

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Sometimes, Tanjiro wonders if one person could possibly master so much knowledge.

Tanjiro had met many people, but he had never met anyone as knowledgeable as an adult.

Sometimes, Tanjiro even thought that the adult might really have been enlightened by the legendary gods and Buddhas. In fact, he was not a demon. After all, he had never heard of a demon being able to bask in the sunlight.

While Tanjiro admired Su Mu's skills more, Nezuko felt differently.

For Nezuko, who had always lived in a very secluded mountain, she had rarely seen men. When she did meet them, their manner of speaking and other mannerisms were completely different from what she felt about her husband, and they were incomparable.

This is the first time in Nezuko's world that she has encountered someone like Mr.

Sometimes, Nezuko would secretly glance at Su Mu, thinking to herself...

How does he know so much?

How did he become a ghost?

Why is he different from the other ghosts?

The more she didn't know, the more it piqued Nezuko's curiosity, and the more she wanted to explore.

But deep down, I'm actually quite afraid of my husband.

Sometimes, when I have nightmares at night, I dream about my husband suddenly eating me.

But it was precisely because of this mix of fear and a desire to understand and explore, coupled with the thought of following the other person in the future, that the other person appeared in his life almost every day.

Even though you see each other every day, the image of the other person is always on your mind.

Nezuko naturally told her mother all of this, and her mother just smiled and patted her head, but couldn't tell her why.

She even wondered if this was what they called love, so she asked her mother what it felt like when she fell in love with her father. But her mother was confused because her mother and father didn't fall in love before getting married. Instead, both sets of parents agreed, they got married, formed a family, and had children.

It seems that my mother didn't experience any phase of liking anything either.

Nezuko felt lost when even her mother couldn't offer guidance.

Sometimes I think this is what liking someone is all about.

Sometimes I feel like this isn't what liking someone is.

The person will then be in a very conflicted state.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, she intended to sacrifice herself and was prepared to be enslaved by the evil spirits.

But now, they've gradually stopped worrying about the other person's ghost identity.

Sometimes I even think that it would be really nice to have such an outstanding person by my side, and I even look forward to what kind of life we ​​would lead in the future.

Recently, she's even started worrying that she's not good enough for him, and that he seems to have no interest in her anymore, even though he came to her house because...

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After telling Hanako another story, Su Mu smiled and patted the girl's head, telling her to go play somewhere else.

At that moment, Nezuko recovered from her turmoil, grabbed a small handful of red beans, put them in a small jar by the campfire, and added a few pieces of konpeito to the jar.

"They won't cook through; they'll be gone soon."

Su Mu smiled as he watched Nezuko's actions and shook his head.

Nezuko lowered her head, her face flushed, somewhat unconvinced: "What if it cooks?"

Su Mu smiled and told everyone to pack their things and get on the carriage.

Nezuko probably knew that Su Mu was right, but she was very unwilling to admit her mistake. So, she took a red bean out of her pocket and buried it in the ground.

Su Mu looked at Nezuko's actions with a strange expression.

“What you said is wrong. I will plant a red bean now, and next year it will grow and bear fruit, becoming more and more ripe fruit.”

Su Mu was somewhat taken aback

This is clearly sophistry.

But Nezuko thought she had convinced him, so she raised her head high, revealing her fair chin, and looked as proud as a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

Su Mu found the little girl quite amusing, especially looking at the buried red beans, and couldn't help but recite a line of poetry.

"Red beans grow in the south; how many branches will sprout in spring?"

The girl, who grew up in the mountains, obviously couldn't understand the meaning of such exquisite verses and couldn't help but ask, "How many branches will sprout in spring?"

"what……"

Su Mu was overjoyed when he heard this.

And there she was again, with those clear yet foolish eyes.

They couldn't help but laugh again.

Nezuko was a little confused. Had she asked the wrong question?

Su Mu then smiled and explained, "I was just reciting a line of poetry, and the second half of the line is, 'I wish you would gather more of this, for it is the most cherished thing.'"

Seeing that Nezuko still didn't quite understand, he continued to explain:

"Red beans grow in the sunny south, sprouting countless new branches every spring. I hope that those who miss you will pick many, for they best express the feelings of longing."

For the people of this region, this poetry is far too elegant; even the royal family has always been pursuing the poetry of the mysterious East.

After understanding the meaning of the poem her teacher spoke of, Nezuko's face turned bright red. But then she thought of the red bean porridge she had cooked for him yesterday and suddenly wondered if he was teasing her, or if he was telling her that the red bean porridge she had cooked for him yesterday was her way of saying, "I wish you would pick more of me."

Suddenly, the girl's face turned so red it looked like it could drip blood. They weren't married yet, so how could they possibly pick her?

Chapter 123 Ghosts are immortal, and human lineage continues (2/4 (combined))

"Let's go, Nezuko. Why are you still standing there? It's time to get on the bus."

Seeing that everyone had boarded the carriage except for his younger sister, Tanjiro couldn't help but urge her on.

"oh oh!"

Nezuko looked up in a fluster and quickly walked towards the carriage with small, quick steps.

Nezuko, why is your face so red?

Tanjiro found it strange.

"Is my face very red?"

Nezuko touched her slightly flushed face and then explained softly, "I must have been too close to the campfire and got burned by the fire."

"Really? I remember Nezuko was quite far from the fire."

Tanjiro hesitated.

"Then brother must have remembered it wrong."

Nezuko, her little face flushed, corrected her earnestly.

Am I mistaken?

Tanjiro scratched his head, suddenly becoming somewhat uncertain.

"Ah."

Nezuko nodded seriously, then quickly jumped over her brother, boarded the carriage, and as she passed by Su Mu, she immediately lowered her head, her breathing becoming erratic.

Tanjiro looked at his sister, who had suddenly become a little strange, and scratched his head again.

"gone."

Su Mu, sitting on the carriage shaft, called out to Tanjiro.

"okay."

Tanjiro easily jumped onto the carriage, climbed into the compartment, and glanced at his sister Nezuko. The blush on her face had faded considerably. At this moment, her eyes were slightly closed, her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was delicate and adorable.

It was only then that Tanjiro realized, in a daze, that his once familiar little sister had grown more and more beautiful and was almost of marriageable age. He wondered who she would end up with, and whether her future husband would treat her well.

Thinking about all this, Tanjiro felt both reluctant and worried.

"Brother, sit here with me."

Takeo called out affectionately, and Tanjiro finally snapped out of his daze and sat down next to his younger brother Takeo.

"Brother, the teacher taught me several things about the rhythm of breathing today, but I still don't quite understand. Could you teach me?"

"Sure, but I'm not sure what aspect you mean."

"It's just that I have a lot of difficulty breathing every time I breathe, and my throat always feels like it's on fire."

"That's because the energy of 'Sun Breathing' is too domineering, and Takeo is still too young, his throat is still too immature."

"I see. No wonder the gentleman told me to 'breathe' less lately."

Zhu Xiong scratched his head, then hugged his brother's hand and said, "Sir is so kind to our family. When I grow up, I will definitely repay him."

Tanjiro glanced at his younger brother, then couldn't help but look at his younger sister Hanako and his younger brother Shigeru. They all nodded heavily, looking as if they deeply agreed. He then looked at his mother, who also had a smile on her face.

He lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and looked out. His master was holding a riding crop and driving the carriage. Sunlight streamed down, and his figure seemed so tall and imposing in the eyes of the family.

Tanjiro lowered his head slightly and smiled, just like his younger brother.

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Soon, we will reach Mount Sagiri.