Demon Slayer: Starting with the Kingdom

I didn't consider the consequences of doing so, nor did I know how much effect my shout would have. I just wanted to do it, and I felt that I should do it.

After all, I've been "stupid" for so many years, and I still want to be "smart" just once in a while.

Fortunately, Ms. Mitsuha, who seemed a bit dazed, appeared to understand my reminder.

Even more fortunately, for some reason, Miss Mitsuha seems to have become exceptionally...powerful?

Upon hearing my warning, she suddenly turned around and waved her hand, instantly disemboweling the black-clad man who had caught off guard from behind!

That's right, with your hands.

Immediately afterwards, I saw many strange black flowers suddenly grow from the wound of the man in black.

The flowers bloomed one after another from his wounds, and in the blink of an eye, the man died completely. The black flowers completely drained his flesh and blood, leaving only skin and bones.

Miss Mitsuha stood there calmly watching this scene. After the man in black was completely drained, she waved her hand again, merging all the black flowers into her body.

This incredibly bizarre and terrifying scene deeply shocked my soul.

I could even feel my legs shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to turn around and run away immediately, but I couldn't move my body or even shift my gaze.

By the way, is she really Ms. Mitsuha?

Was what just happened really something a human could do?

Or was it actually the ghost of Miss Mitsuha?

Just as I was filled with extreme fear, the white-haired woman seemed to finally regain consciousness and slowly turned her head to look at me.

From the look in her eyes, I finally became absolutely certain of her identity.

She is indeed Miss Mitsuha.

Although I don't know what happened to Ms. Mitsuha, the way she looked at me clearly showed that she recognized me.

She didn't ask me anything, nor did she ask me to come over.

She simply smiled, expressed her gratitude for my reminder with her eyes, and silently mouthed to me from afar:

"Go home quickly."

In an instant, the fear in my heart completely disappeared.

Fortunately, although Ms. Mitsuha has become very strange, she is still the Ms. Mitsuha I remember.

So, relaxing, I bowed deeply to Ms. Mitsuha from a distance, and then mouthed the same words to her:

"Miss, please be careful too."

After seeing Miss Mitsuha smile and nod, I turned and left.

Even after I had walked several dozen meters and was about to disappear at the end of the street, I could still feel the gentle gaze watching me from behind.

So I subconsciously turned around and found that, in the darkness at the edge of my vision, Miss Mitsuha was indeed still standing there looking at me.

She seemed to intend to just watch me leave.

Looking back at Ms. Mitsuha, I suddenly realized that this might be the last time I ever saw her.

After that, where will Miss Mitsuha go?

Well, whatever, never mind...

Being "smart" once in a lifetime is enough. Once I get home, I'll forget everything that happened tonight and go back to being my "silly girl"...

Thinking this, I waved to Ms. Mitsuha again from afar. After seeing that she waved back, I turned around and walked towards home without looking back.

Chapter 34 If there's a next time, I'll personally snap your neck.

"Demons live by devouring humans."

On the dark, deserted street, Tamayo finally spoke, addressing Mitsuha behind her in a deep voice:

“Mitsuba, I know you suffered a lot when you were human, but that doesn’t mean that becoming a demon is the right choice.”

Our natural antagonistic relationship with humans means they will always fear us, and you will never be able to get your true emotional needs from them.

Once your identity is exposed, all the friends or even loved ones you once thought you were will immediately try to distance themselves from you or even eliminate you.

A perpetual hunger and an uncontrollable urge to rage—these things will always be with us, eroding our willpower.

Perhaps you don't feel it now, but in the long years to come, they will one day devour your reason, turning you into a monster driven only by desire..."

“This is you, Ms. Tamayo, not me.”

After patiently listening to Tamayo finish speaking, Mitsuha finally spoke:

"This is what happened to you, and it is the future you fear."

"I cannot understand, Ms. Tamayo, why would you replicate your experiences on me and presume I will become like you?"

As she said this, Mitsuha maintained her smile, pressed her body against Tamayo's back once more, wrapped her left arm around Tamayo's front, and gently pinched her throat with her five fingers.

"What I want to become is entirely up to me. I no longer need anyone to decide my future for me. Do you understand?"

Her tone turned cold and low, and the fingers gripping Tamayo's throat tightened. Mitsuha, her eyes bloodshot, tilted her head and looked at her coldly, saying each word clearly:

"Miss Tamayo, if this happens again, I promise I will personally snap your neck and throw your beautiful head out into the sun to dry. Do you understand?"

The night was silent, and the threat of death was closer than ever before. The terrifying pressure emanating from Mitsuha made Tamayo's heart beat faster and her breathing become rapid.

Yes, Tamayo was tense and fearful.

But she wasn't afraid of death; she was just afraid of dying in front of Muzan.

"Just kidding, don't be nervous."

However, before Tamayo could figure out how to respond, Mitsuha suddenly smiled and released her throat.

She stepped back slightly, gently placing her hands on Tamayo's shoulders, and chuckled softly in her usual gentle tone:

"Don't worry, no matter what you want to do to me, Miss Tamayo, as long as Lord Muzan decides to keep you alive, I will absolutely not harm you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mitsuha leaned closer and whispered in Tamayo's ear:

"I promise."

In just a few breaths, his emotions shifted rapidly, sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, sometimes cold, making him unpredictable and impossible to fathom, much like a cunning fox.

Mitsuha Tsugikuni, so this is your true nature?

Recalling the scene when I first saw Mitsuha at that restaurant a year or two ago, and then recalling Mitsuha's series of emotional changes from just now to now.

Tamayo felt a chill run down her spine, as if her back was soaked with sweat... if demons could sweat.

She suddenly understood why Muzan, whose personality was extremely wicked and who had a contemptuous attitude towards everyone, would suddenly take such good care of the little girl behind her.

Mitsuha Tsugikuni and Muzan Kibutsuji... these two do indeed share many similarities in terms of both their experiences and personalities.

"Oh, right, I remember that Lord Muzan left early to search for information about the Blue Spider Lily, right?"

Ignoring Tamayo's reaction, Mitsuha suddenly asked.

According to Muzan, the blue spider lily is the last key that demons lack on their path to self-evolution.

If they can obtain it and complete this final piece of the puzzle, the demon can complete its final evolution.

At that time, they will no longer fear sunlight, nor will they need to devour humans for survival.

Of course, Mitsuha had never seen this flower before, nor could she use her Blood Demon Art to help Muzan find it.

After all, the ability to "draw flowers from cause and effect" requires a corresponding "cause" before it can produce its corresponding "effect".

No matter how much Mitsuha uses her Blood Demon Art, she can't get someone who has never seen the Blue Spider Lily from birth to death and has no connection with it to find it.

Tamayo nodded slightly in response.

Over the years, Muzan has devoted almost all of his time to searching for the supposedly possible blue spider lily.

Not only do they search for it themselves, but they also create ghosts to search for it, and even try to use humans to help them search... although the final result is always the same: nothing is found.

In response, Tamayo offered her sincerest blessings to Muzan.

May you, you beast, never find it!

"Did Lord Muzan leave me any orders before he left?"

Mitsuha continued to ask.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Tamayo said in a calm tone:

"No, he just wants you to get used to your new body..."

After thanking Tamayo for her message, Mitsuha looked up at the night sky and pondered deeply.

Saying it's to get her used to her new body is really just a way of giving her a vacation, meaning she can go wherever she wants.

Lord Muzan really understands her. He knows that she has been cooped up in this small town for twenty years and must be eager to go out and see the world now.

But where should she go first?

"What exactly is your Blood Demon Art?"

Seeing Mitsuha deep in thought, Tamayo finally couldn't help but ask.

"Were all those abilities you demonstrated before real?"

Meeting Mitsuha's questioning gaze, Tamayo repeated herself.

Having witnessed firsthand how Mitsuha killed the two demon hunters, she was still extremely shocked by the effectiveness of Mitsuha's Blood Demon Art.

She was so shocked that she even wondered if everything that had just happened was actually a dream.

Could it be that everything was actually an illusion created by Mitsuha using some kind of magic?

After all, there are very few demons in this world who can create Blood Demon Arts, let alone Blood Demon Arts as powerful as Mitsuba's, which is practically heaven-defying. Even Tamayo, who has been by Muzan's side for many years, has never seen one before.

If what Mitsuha just said is true, and she can indeed arbitrarily alter the cause and fate of anyone in this world, then wouldn't she be able to kill even Muzan?!

Chapter 35 seems ineffective against evil spirits.

In his mind, Muzan's repulsive figure reappeared.

The thought of being able to kill Muzan made Tamayo's breathing quicken uncontrollably, and her ten fingers, hanging at her sides, unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

"Yes, really."

Seemingly sensing Tamayo's inner thoughts, Mitsuha first smiled and nodded in agreement, then immediately added:

"However, the scope only includes living people or other creatures, and does not include evil spirits."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that there is no causal relationship on the body of evil spirits."

Mitsuha replied earnestly.

As soon as she finished speaking, her pupils instantly transformed into the shape of a datura flower.

At this moment, in her eyes, Tamayo in front of her was completely naked, unlike the two demon slayers who were wrapped in many "blood-red threads" before.

Mitsuha had already observed this the moment the Blood Demon Art awakened.

Neither she nor Tamayo in front of her had any causal threads attached to them.

Not even one.

Humans, however, are covered with countless causal lines, and even cats and dogs on the street have many causal lines.

Faced with this diametrically opposed situation, Mitsuha can only draw one conclusion—

There are no causal lines in any of the humans who have been transformed into evil spirits.

Because evil spirits are different from all other living beings in this world, they are not naturally occurring creatures, and their birth was not within the expectations of the gods.

Therefore, the fate of evil spirits is naturally not within the control of the gods.

Having stolen the authority of the gods, Mitsuha would naturally be even less likely to see the so-called causal lines on the demons.

Here, Mitsuha discovered a second potential limitation to her Blood Demon Art—

That would be ineffective against evil spirits.

Because she has no causal threads, even the weakest demons cannot be affected by Mitsuba's Blood Demon Art.