People in Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began with Demon Slayer

Xiaomei took Yosuke's hand and placed it on her head.

Yosuke affectionately rubbed his hand: "It's nothing, just catching up."

Seeing that Yangjie didn't want to talk about it, Xiaomei didn't ask any further, but instead enjoyed Yangjie's head pat.

Yosuke gazed at the night sky, which was almost completely dark except for a few scattered stars.

The gears of fate have turned once again, and another battle with Muzan Kibutsuji is on the horizon.

The key to the battle is Tanjiro Kamado's sister, a demon who is not afraid of sunlight.

Unafraid of sunlight, which even Yosuke envied, as sunlight remained his nemesis no matter how strong he was.

Yosuke sighed softly, "It's time to part ways. Osamu, Koyuki, Gyutaro, Koume, you will all go together to search for information about the Twelve Demon Moons."

The four of them looked at Yosuke with a puzzled expression, especially Komei, who was the most excited: "Lord Yosuke, aren't you coming with us?"

"No, the final battle is about to begin again, and this is our only chance, so we must be careful. If I continue to stay by your side, you will only continue to rely on me, and your strength will never improve. So... it's time to let go and let you train on your own."

Osamu and Gyutaro remained silent, but their clenched fists betrayed their feelings: "We are still not strong enough. We are too weak to help Lord Yosuke."

For a hundred years, she had never left Yangjie, but now she suddenly had to part ways. Xiaomei was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Xiaomei wanted to say something, but was stopped by Gyutaro.

Renyuki comforted the constantly crying Mei, while Osamu and Gyutaro knelt before Yosuke.

"Lord Yosuke, we will strive to become stronger, and once again stand by your side!"

"Go ahead, I believe in you."

Yosuke was also very reluctant to part with them. After all, the bond they had formed over a century was real. However, if they stayed by his side forever, he couldn't guarantee that he could protect them in the face of future dangers. Only by letting them face some dangers on their own and grow stronger could they avoid putting him in a desperate situation in the future.

After all... even fledglings need to learn to fly on their own.

Yosuke silently watched the four people walk away, firmly believing that when they met again, they would have become capable individuals.

Osamu, Gyutaro, Koyuki, and Koume disappeared from Yosuke's sight.

Yosuke sighed, "I'm all alone again. I hope Mei won't keep crying."

Right now, Yosuke is like a father watching his child go far away. Even though he was so resolute just now, he can't help but worry.

A month later, Yosuke appeared in a small town.

The townspeople were very curious about Yosuke, this strange man who was active at night and hid during the day. All they knew was that he liked to stay in the izakaya during the day, drinking alone, and then disappear at night.

Yosuke now needs to work hard to improve his strength, as he dares not slack off in the face of the future Kibu Y Muzan and his twelve demon moons who possess strange powers.

Yosuke summoned the system that he had almost forgotten about in a corner. Now, even the system's voice felt incredibly familiar to Yosuke.

"System, how many more draws do I have left?"

"Ding, the host currently has four chances to draw a prize, which will be obtained from the four sword types of Blood Breath created by the host."

"Let's extract them all."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining Blood Demon Art? Self-Division, Blood Demon Art? Deprivation of the Five Senses, Water Breathing, and Wind Breathing."

"Two Blood Demon Arts, two breathing techniques...?"

For Yosuke now, breathing techniques are completely useless to him. Unable to learn the Sun Breathing, the Blood Breathing he created is the most suitable for him.

Blood Demon Art? Self-splitting is similar to Muzan's ability, allowing him to split his body into fragments. As long as one fragment survives, he can fully recover and regenerate.

Blood Demon Art? Five Senses Deprivation: This technique can temporarily deprive a target of their sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.

"Not bad..." Although the two Blood Demon Arts didn't significantly improve Yosuke's strength, they were better than nothing.

The sun outside the izakaya had gradually set, and it was already dark.

Yosuke had just left the izakaya when he suddenly sensed the presence of a demon.

"Zhi, go..."

Yosuke sighed, forgetting that Osamu and the others were no longer by his side.

"Never mind, I'll go by myself..."

When Yosuke followed the aura of the demon to a clinic, he happened to see a demon about to kill two young sisters.

Beside the demon lay the corpses of a man and a woman.

"Blood Demon Art? Deprivation of the Five Senses!"

Just as the evil spirit was about to kill the two sisters, it suddenly lost all sensation in its body and could only swing its fists wildly, unable to even shout.

Yosuke walked over to the demon, grabbed its neck, and snapped it. The blood belonging to Kibuy Muzan in his body also destroyed the demon completely.

The evil spirit's life force was cut off, and its body gradually turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

Yosuke was speechless as he looked at the two young sisters trembling with fear.

Not knowing how to comfort them, Yosuke could only gently stroke their heads.

The trembling girls gradually calmed down after Yosuke patted their heads.

But when they saw their parents' unseeing corpses, they hugged each other and wept bitterly.

Yosuke went outside, dug two pits in the ground, put the bodies of the two sisters' parents in them, and buried them.

Yosuke looked at the two sisters kneeling before the grave, tears streaming down their faces, and comforted them:

"Your parents have passed away. Please accept our condolences and live a good life from now on."

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P.S.: This is the fifth chapter today, and the author's head is about to explode!

I spend three hours writing and five hours thinking.

After finishing typing this, I felt completely out of sorts.

I've been updating intensively for five days, and I've almost made up for the missed chapters.

I only have about 30,000 words left before my debut.

Starting tomorrow, I'll temporarily stop updating three times a day to catch my breath and think about how to write the subsequent plot.

Today, I'm completely devastated by Calvin Klein's passing!

I'll save a few more chapters and try my best on the debut day!

Chapter 36 Kanae and Shinobu

The sisters' tragic fate was nothing more than a minor episode for Yosuke, who was used to seeing life and death.

The dead are gone, so are the living.

Dawn is approaching, and it will be a new day for the two sisters. We can only hope that they can put aside their grief and move forward.

Yosuke's clothes swayed in the night breeze as his figure gradually disappeared from the sisters' sight.

"Sister... what should we do?" The younger sister panicked, her eyes filled with confusion.

The older sister remained silent for a moment, then reached out her hand to her younger sister. The younger sister grasped her hand, and the two of them knelt and kowtowed before their parents' graves.

The two sisters exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with determination, and chased after the figure that was both phantom and undeniably real.

As dawn broke, the two sisters grew increasingly anxious. They had a feeling that if it got completely light, they might never see the man again.

Perhaps it was fate, because to avoid the sun's rays, Yosuke found an abandoned woodshed and was resting inside.

When Yosuke saw the two sisters, panting heavily, who had found him there, he was somewhat taken aback: "What are you doing here?"

The two sisters knelt on the ground at the same time: "We want to become your disciples and learn how to hunt ghosts!"

Yosuke shook his head and refused, saying, "Wouldn't it be better to treat what happened before as a natural disaster or a man-made calamity, and then live a peaceful and ordinary life?"

"The hideous face of the demon, and the scene of our father and mother's tragic deaths, are constantly haunting my mind. We cannot pretend that none of this happened!" The sisters' eyes were filled with hatred.

"Life is not just about hatred. When you have a choice, choose the one that brings you happiness, not the one that plunges you into endless suffering."

Looking at the two sisters whose minds were filled with hatred, Yosuke continued to persuade them: "Besides, you are not without anything. You still have your older sister, and you still have your younger sister. Don't give up the bright future you should have because of temporary hatred."

However, the two sisters continued to kowtow to the ground, unmoved by Yosuke's attempts to persuade them.

Yosuke sighed helplessly: "Since you have made a choice, I will no longer try to persuade you. You can go to an organization called the Demon Slayer Corps and learn how to hunt demons."

The two sisters stubbornly insisted, "But we want to learn from you, please accept us as your students."

“You are not suitable to follow me because our positions are inherently different. As humans, the best place for you is the Demon Slayer Corps.”

The two sisters looked at Yosuke with confusion, unable to understand what he meant by "different stances".

Yosuke revealed his identity directly: "I am a demon, the same species as the demon that killed your parents. Now, do you still want to follow me?"

The confusion in the sisters' eyes was gradually replaced by fear.

When Yosuke stood up, the two sisters simultaneously took a few steps back in fear.

Yosuke arrived at the door of the woodshed. The weather outside was constantly changing; one moment it was sunny, and the next it was drizzling.

Yosuke strolled away, taking advantage of the shade of the trees.

Yosuke has done everything he could to help and persuade the two sisters.

Whether they become ordinary people or join the Demon Slayer Corps, the choice is now theirs to make.

It's not that Yosuke didn't want to give the two sisters a chance, but rather that this opportunity shouldn't be given to them by Yosuke.

For example, Osamu and Gyutaro had already lost the right to choose their own opportunities, so Yosuke gave them one.

The two sisters are not without anything; they can still choose their own lives.

The path of demon hunters is a tragic tale of fate interwoven with blood and tears, and even Yosuke is but a syllable in this elegy.

As Yosuke left, the two sisters continued to sob.

"Why is the person who saved us also a ghost... Sister, what should we do?" The younger sister was completely bewildered.

The older sister's expression changed; as the eldest sister, she had to shoulder her responsibilities.

"Shinobu, even if that man is a demon, he is still the benefactor who saved us from death. To us, that man is different. We cannot confuse him with evil spirits. That would not only be an insult to ourselves, but also an insult to that man!"

The younger sister asked, her voice choked with emotion, "Sister, what should we do? Join the Demon Slayer Corps?"