The Warrior of Love

"I can't see you guys anymore, where are you all?"

Tanjiro was surprised at first, but as the aroma became stronger, a rather wonderful scene appeared before his eyes.

It was a gauze woven of flowers and mist, overlapping one piece after another, like floating clouds, or the brushstrokes of Ukiyo-e, beautiful and gorgeous.

The real world was covered by such a strange scene, and everyone present seemed to be pulled into the same illusion. No wonder they were so panicked.

"careful!"

Jiang Liu's reminder came to my ears.

"This aroma has the same effect as LSD!"

Tanjiro's expression became serious and he also tightened his grip on the Nichirin Sword at his waist, guarding against possible enemies.

However, the next moment, a gentle, peaceful and beautiful sound appeared.

"Yes, this is an illusion, an illusion created with my blood. But I am not your enemy. I am here to help you."

Along with the sound of light footsteps, a beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous kimono and with a dignified and elegant appearance emerged from the sea of ​​flowers and mist. Beside her was a young man dressed like a private school student.

"You..." Tanjiro didn't know what he was thinking about and was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Liu asked in a deep voice: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"My name is Tamayo, I'm a ghost who doesn't hurt humans... and I'm also a doctor passing through."

Chapter 38: Wuzhan who only wants to live a peaceful life

I, Muzan Kibutsuji, just want to live a peaceful life.

As a boss-level figure, Muzan has no ambition to dominate the world, nor does he have any conspiracy to subvert the order. He has no interest in power and money. As for women, he has long lost this desire.

His ideal is simple: to live forever.

It is said that there was a great man in the Celestial Empire two thousand years ago who thought the same way. Although he did not succeed in the end, he passed this dream down from generation to generation. It is unknown how many wise and powerful emperors could not escape this curse.

It is human nature to be afraid of death. It has nothing to do with wealth, intelligence, or status. Even the poorest people have the right to live, and even the big shots at the top of the pyramid have to carefully protect this right. After all, everyone has only one chance.

However, being afraid of death to the extent of Muzan is really weird in every sense.

Muzan's story is very simple. It is about a noble son who was born with a disease. He was treated by a doctor with a special method. Since the treatment did not work, he killed the doctor in an ancient medical dispute. As a result, he found out that his disease was cured only after he died...

Of course this is not important. After all, he has no conscience at all. He only cares about his own life or death. He doesn't care whether he killed a good person by mistake.

The important thing is that the treatment is not over yet!

(Wuzan: I think I can still be saved, doctor, can you open your eyes?)

Because the doctor was killed and the final treatment was not carried out, the nobleman was no longer troubled by the disease and gained immortality in a sense. However, he began to fear the sunlight and would die if exposed to it.

This is the story of the world's first ghost - Kibutsu Shimuzan.

Different from those bosses in the world of hot-blooded comics who are either full of hatred or full of lofty ideals, Muzan neither wants world peace nor wants to sit on the vacant throne of the world, and he has no interest in any pirate treasure.

He just wanted to keep himself alive!

Because of this reason, he took his anger out on the doctor and killed him; because of this reason, he wanted to survive even if he turned into a ghost;

For this reason, he began to create evil spirits with his own blood, just to find the legendary treasure that could heal him and make him no longer afraid of the sun.

Ghosts are just tools to Muzan, free workers used to find certain medicinal herbs. As for whether they are willing to become ghosts as they are now, and how many people they have eaten in the process... it has nothing to do with Muzan, he doesn't care at all!

Animals have the instinct to reproduce and pass on life. It is said that many animals are even willing to give up their own lives for this.

But Wuzan couldn't understand this instinct.

Passing on life? If I die, it won't matter how far my genes spread, right?

Why do we need descendants? Isn't it all good enough as long as we stay alive? !

——It is this desire to live that has allowed Muzan to spend a thousand years in the darkness, surviving from the Heian period to the present.

It can be said that this obsession has surpassed the instinct of life, and its weight is equivalent to the sins he has committed in the past thousand years.

Although he was born in Japan more than a thousand years ago and did not like bread as a food, being a typical rice lover, he could not count how many people he had eaten.

There are only two things that can be confirmed: the more people a demon eats, the stronger he becomes, and he is indeed the strongest demon.

To the point that by now, he has become tired of eating it and has no appetite for ordinary stuff. He is not in the same realm as ordinary evil spirits who are attracted to flesh and blood.

Of course, since he has committed so many evil things, he will naturally attract many righteous people.

However, on the one hand, he is very good at disguise, and on the other hand, humans are no match for him, so for a long time he was the incarnation of a rampant demon.

His shadow may appear in the legends of monsters such as Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji.

——But he finally met his own "Minamoto no Raikou".

That man...

Muzan will never forget the man who could force him into a desperate situation with just a knife and bring him to the brink of destruction with just one move.

That was the closest Muzan had ever been to death after becoming a demon. He could only escape by splitting his body into pieces.

But the living are the winners!

No matter how powerful you are, you still can't beat me with one word: "surviv".

The ending of the Three Kingdoms is proof of this!

Tokugawa Ieyasu also thought so!

After the man died of old age, Muzan reappeared in the world and killed all those who had inherited his skills, intending to prevent such a being from appearing again.

As for the Demon Slayer Corps?

Although he could deal with ordinary evil spirits, that man's direct lineage had been cut off and he could no longer pose a threat to Muzan, so he naturally ignored him.

What is invincible?! Hahaha!

——Then three years ago he learned that there seemed to be a direct descendant.

Thinking of that man: Tsugumi Yoriichi's face, Muzan was almost frightened to death and decomposed himself. He made a prompt decision and went there in person to completely resolve the problem.

He thought that everything would be fine for now, but today he encountered the little devil from the Demon Slayer Corps.

He didn't take ordinary swordsmen seriously, but he recognized the earring that Tanjiro wore, the one with a sun pattern on it that looked like a Hanafuda.

That means Tanjiro is a threat he must eliminate!

Of course, as it stands now, this kid doesn't have the courage of Tsugakuni Yoshiichi at all. He can probably kill him with just one finger.

however……

What if this is a trap?

I met the direct descendant in the huge crowd, a little kid who seemed to have a blood feud with me. Fortunately, he recognized me?

Is it such a coincidence?

Perhaps, that little devil has learned the same breathing method as before, or perhaps the Demon Slayer Corps has regained the inheritance and used that little devil as bait.

On this day, Kibutsuji Muzan finally remembered the fear of being dominated by Tsugumi Yuichiro, and the humiliation of being chopped into a paste...

"It is better to send two men to explore the way."

Wuzan shook his head. He clearly just wanted to live a peaceful life.

He would create a few ghosts when he had nothing to do, do experiments with his own blood, clean up his team every now and then, play cos games with various identities, look at those humans who had lost their loved ones but were still unaware, and mock them from the bottom of his heart to relieve stress.

It's just such a peaceful, monotonous and happy ordinary life.

"Take the child back first. I am a little concerned about the commotion just now and want to ask what happened."

"You must be careful, dear."

"Ha ha……"

After saying goodbye to his "wife and daughter", the man's face instantly turned cold and he turned and walked into the dark alley.

Chapter 39: Tanjiro's Request

The woman calls herself Tamayo, a doctor living in seclusion in Asakusa, and a demon who has escaped from Muzan's control. She is accompanied by her assistant, a young man named Yushiro.

It's strange that even though these two people are ghosts, Tanjiro chose to believe them and relied on Tamayo's illusion to leave the noisy crowd.

This doesn’t smell like a lie—the red-haired boy said so.

Jiang Liu has no idea what the "taste of lies" is like, but he believes in Tanjiro's judgment and also believes in his own memory.

There was no doubt that this woman was the doctor he was looking for! She would most likely be the one to cure Feng's illness.

Jiang Liu and the other two, along with the ghostly man and the injured female companion, followed Tamayo and Yushiro out of the downtown area and walked into a dark alley. After several turns, they finally arrived at a dead end.

"This is?"

Tanjiro was about to ask a question when his eyes widened, because Tamayo and the other person actually passed through the wall without any hindrance. The seemingly solid concrete wall was like an illusion, and then returned to its original state.

Jiang Liu also felt novel. This setting, which was like a nine and three-quarters station, was really interesting and mysterious.

I wonder whose blood vampire magic this is?

It seems that Tamayo relies on the hallucinogenic gas emitted by her own blood to perform blood demon magic, so this kind of regional barrier-like illusion should be the work of Yushiro.

"What are you doing?"

Yushiro half-sticked out of the wall and said impatiently and coldly: "Come in quickly!"

"Oh, sorry, Jiang Liu, Nezuko, let's go."

What was hidden was a very small hospital, or rather a private clinic, because there were basically only two medical staff members, Tamayo and Yushiro.

After properly settling the injured woman and treating her external injuries, Tamayo began to treat the demon-like man.

Although it was called treatment, Jiang Liu had no idea what she was doing. The medicines and techniques she used were things he had never seen before. She even used Tamayo's own blood, which made him realize that the treatment of "ghosts" was definitely not something that could be done with ordinary medical skills.

They finally managed to calm the man down, used drugs to weaken his activity, put him into a dormant state, and locked him in the basement, and even tied him up with chains just in case.

Only then did Tamayo wearily lead everyone to the examination room which was temporarily serving as a reception room.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere of the hospital was too strong, and Tamayo's temperament was inexplicably majestic (although she had a gentle personality), which made Eru and Tanjiro sit up straight, like children who were taken by their parents to get injections.

“Mmmmm—”

The only one who can remain calm is probably Nezuko.

The girl was actually more lively here than outside, rolling around on the cleaned floor.

What a lovely creature—Jiang Liu thought.

"Ms. Tamayo, is that woman okay?" Tanjiro asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Tamayo said softly, "You acted just in time. She only suffered minor injuries and will be fine after resting for a while. But that man..."

Hearing that she seemed to be hesitant, Tanjiro became nervous: "What's wrong?"

"It must be very difficult to turn a ghost back into a normal person." Tamayo looked far away and sighed, "I can't turn a ghost back into a human. I can only try to reduce his pain."

Looking at Tamayo, Tanjiro's expression suddenly became a little sad: "Isn't it painful for Miss Tamayo to treat the wounds of humans?"

Jiang Liu rolled his eyes at Tanjiro: You are bringing up something that is not relevant.

As it turned out, this did touch upon a sensitive topic. Before Tamayo could open her mouth, the young man next to her had already attacked angrily, hitting Tanjiro in the abdomen with a knife, causing the red-haired boy to almost vomit acid.

"Watch your words and actions in front of Master Tamayo!"

Yushiro responded unkindly: "Of course we feel pain... We are also ghosts. When we are being treated, we feel more uncomfortable than the patients."

Even the excitement of a person who has been hungry for three days when seeing a chicken leg cannot compare to the evil spirit's desire for human flesh.

In fact, evil ghosts do not have to feed only on human flesh. They can survive even if they eat animal flesh. Obviously, there is no essential difference between the two in terms of nutritional value.

However, its allure is completely different for evil spirits.

Animal meat is just pure food, but the taste of humans is the ultimate addictive poison...

It is hard to imagine how strong willpower is needed to climb out of the abyss of desire.

"Well, it is indeed very painful, but it should be much easier than for ordinary ghosts. After all, this body has undergone a lot of transformations, and it has also gotten rid of the curse of Muzan Kibutsu."

Tamayo said calmly: "Yushiro is more relaxed than me, because he is a ghost created by me, and he is essentially different from ordinary ghosts."

There was a clear scent of no lies emanating from this person... The boy had no doubts about Tamayo's words.