Who Are You Calling Food? Seeking Recommendations and Collections

Men wore Guanyin, women wore Buddha. Mu Yu used branches broken off the Divine Tree "Hidden World" to carve Guanyin pendants for the boys and a Maitreya Buddha pendant for little Shiha, who had yet to grow up.

As for the old lady, he gave her a prayer-bead bracelet. Even Kenichi Mitsushiro and his wife, whom he had not yet met, received small gifts.

Honestly, the carving work was rather crude, but considering the branches came from the Divine Tree "Hidden World," they were still presentable.

Mu Yu even used the remaining branches to make a simple wooden sword as a gift for Taro.

Mu Yu reminded them, "They may not be very attractive, but these pendants carry a scent demons hate. They can serve as protective charms, so keep them close to your bodies."

Hearing Mu Yu's words, everyone in the Mitsushiro family was overjoyed.

The more they understood the terror of demons, the more reverence they felt toward their existence.

Naturally, they cherished the protective charms bestowed by Mu Yu, a Demon Slayer.

The Mitsushiro family could also sense that Mu Yu was about to leave. They tried every possible way to persuade him to stay, but no feast lasted forever.

Mu Yu said, "Demons hide during the day and emerge at night. It's best not to go out after dark."

"Yes, we'll remember."

"Demons fear the scent of wisteria. If possible, plant a few wisteria trees around your residence. You can make sachets from wisteria flowers and carry them with you. After the blooming season passes, you can make incense from the flowers."

Mu Yu explained several precautions for warding off demons, and everyone in the Mitsushiro family listened intently.

After giving his instructions, Mu Yu bade the Mitsushiro family farewell.

Kenichi Mitsushiro said, "Mu Ye-kun, I'll remember everything you said. The protective charms you gave us will be passed down through the generations as family heirlooms!"

Mu Yu froze for a moment, then smiled.

After all, it was the Divine Tree "Hidden World," imbued with divinity. It was not inappropriate to treat it as a family heirloom.

To be honest, Mu Yu was moved. This was the first time anyone had shown him such respect.

Mitsushiro Taro held up his wooden sword. "Brother Mu Ye, I'll take up kendo again. When the time comes, I'll protect my younger brothers and sisters!"

Yuji Mitsushiro said, "Brother Mu Ye, come to our house and play with us again sometime!"

Sanchi Sanchi said, "Yeah, play! Come play with us!"

Mu Yu smiled, turned around, and waved goodbye to everyone.

The Mitsushiro residence was already out of sight, but Mu Yu's heart still felt as though he had not left.

They really were such a warm family!

He was destined to be nothing more than a passerby in this world. He likely would never visit the Mitsushiro family again.

To be honest, Mu Yu really wanted to see what little Shiha would look like when she grew up. After all, he had given that child her name.

Back when he had been following the series, Mu Yu had known this was a cruel world.

But after coming into contact with the Mitsushiro family, Mu Yu gained a clearer understanding of that cruelty.

The Mitsushiro family was an official household and even had dedicated guards, yet they had nearly become the food of an Ordinary demon.

One could imagine just how desperate and helpless other ordinary people were when facing demons.

After all, this world did not only have ordinary minor demons.

There were grotesque demons far stronger than ordinary minor demons, supernatural demons even stronger than grotesque demons, and then there were the Twelve Kizuki, who stood on the second tier of demonkind.

A demon's strength was mainly measured by the number of people it had eaten. The more people it ate, the stronger it became, and the larger its "hunting" territory grew.

When Tanjiro went to Wisteria Mountain for the examination, he encountered a newbie-village boss—the Hand Demon. It was a grotesque demon that could not even use Blood Demon Arts, yet it had eaten more than fifty people.

And the Hand Demon was only a low-level demon.

How many people had those supernatural demons eaten?

Killing one minor demon had only saved the Mitsushiro family. It was hard to imagine how many other families had been torn apart and destroyed by demons.

Dressed in a haori with a sword at his waist, Mu Yu truly had the bearing of a Demon Slayer Corps demon hunter.

Perhaps because of his Rare Blood, Mu Yu was like a walking "light bulb," attracting quite a few demons.

However, they all ultimately became Mu Yu's Energy Droplets.

Mu Yu had no idea that because of his demon-slaying activities, quite a few Demon Slayer Corps members had come up empty-handed.

The Demon Slayer Corps also grew increasingly curious about his existence!

It was not only ordinary Demon Slayer Corps members. Even the Hashira had begun to take an interest in him.

Half a month after leaving the Mitsushiro family, Mu Yu had even started to look a little travel-worn.

He was not tired. Along the way, he had mainly wandered and enjoyed himself, much like hiking.

The mountains were beautiful, the waters were beautiful, the countryside was poetic, and the scenery picturesque.

Yet Mu Yu was not happy. Instead, his mood was somewhat heavy!

After encountering so many demons, Mu Yu found himself growing more and more disgusted with them, even beginning to hate them!

Even though every demon he encountered was a source of Energy Droplets, like farming monsters in a game.

Mu Yu simply hated them!

Hunting demons was not a game!

Perhaps this was what they meant by grieving for one's own kind when another suffered!

Over the past half month, he had not arrived in time every time.

Once, when Mu Yu arrived, a family of seven had already been completely eaten.

Although he avenged them, the dead would not return to life. Revenge no longer had any meaning.

Rustle~~~ Rustle rustle~~~

A breeze brushed past, cool against his face, while the only sound in his ears was leaves rubbing together.

Over the past half month, Mu Yu's Observation Haki had grown increasingly refined.

Even from one or two kilometers away, Mu Yu could sense the presence of humans or demons.

Just then, his ears twitched as a strange sound reached him.

Mu Yu closed his eyes and listened carefully for a moment, immediately noticing something unusual.

"Such heavy breathing. It sounds like someone is running for their life. What's that scraping sound behind them? So many feet! Is it a grotesque demon?"

Soru.

Mu Yu's figure flashed away as he darted toward the source of the sound.

Several breaths later, Mu Yu saw where the sound was coming from.

A blood-covered youth was fleeing in desperation, panting heavily, while behind him was a demon with the body of a centipede and a human face.

What surprised Mu Yu was that the fleeing youth was wearing a Demon Slayer Corps uniform.

"He's a Demon Slayer Corps swordsman?"

What surprised Mu Yu even more was that the human-faced Centipede Demon had another Demon Slayer Corps swordsman skewered on its two claws.

The Centipede Demon said, "See? When humans encounter danger, they abandon their companions and flee alone. How despicable. They should be eaten while they're young. Once they enter society, they become foul and inedible."

The fleeing Demon Slayer Corps swordsman was so panicked that he carelessly tripped and fell flat on his face.

By the time he came back to his senses, the Centipede Demon was practically on top of him.

"C-C-C-C-C..."

The young Demon Slayer Corps swordsman's teeth chattered uncontrollably in fear, and tears nearly spilled from his eyes.

Was he going to be eaten?

So he really was going to be eaten!

He was only a Kikyuu-class member. Why had he encountered such a powerful grotesque demon?

The Centipede Demon said, "Food should have the awareness of food—"

But at that moment, the Centipede Demon's body suddenly stiffened. Its body felt as heavy as though a mountain were pressing down upon it.

Mu Yu said, "Who are you calling food?"

Seeing Mu Yu's haori still fluttering in the air, countless bead-sized droplets of sweat immediately appeared on the Centipede Demon's face and carapace.

What is this feeling?

Hashira... Have I encountered a Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps? Why? Why is this happening?

Thud!

The Centipede Demon did not even realize that it had instinctively released the Demon Slayer Corps swordsman skewered on its centipede legs!