That Kid Really Makes People Worry

Miyamoto Ichiro searched from house to house along the street, but still found no young man resembling the portrait. Although these strange incidents did not happen every night, that did not mean Taoyuan Long and the old gentleman would safely make it through tonight.

Accidents often happened when people least expected them. Miyamoto Ichiro had experienced something like this shortly after joining the Demon Slayer Corps, and that experience had been deeply etched into his mind, impossible to erase.

At the cemetery, Taoyuan Long seemed to have vented enough. He wiped away the tears lingering at the corners of his eyes, dusted himself off, put a smile back on his face, and bid farewell to his older brother.

Surrounded by darkness, Taoyuan Long was still only a sixteen-year-old boy. He could not help feeling somewhat afraid, especially in a place like a cemetery.

"I should get home quickly, or Father will probably get angry!"

Not long after Taoyuan Long left the cemetery, a black figure quietly followed behind him, tailing him all the way toward Sakuragi Town.

Ever since leaving the cemetery, Taoyuan Long had vaguely sensed a bone-chilling coldness from behind him from time to time.

Taoyuan Long did not panic and turn around to investigate. He maintained his steady pace, his mind incomparably calm. This feeling was exactly the same as before.

"That's right, this feeling. The one who killed my brother has set his sights on me!" Rather than fear, Taoyuan Long felt helplessness and frustration.

He hated the one who had killed his brother, and he hated his own lack of strength to avenge him!

Taoyuan Long glanced at Sakuragi Town not far ahead. If he lured this guy into town, perhaps he could use the Tougen Family's guards to deal with him.

Just as Taoyuan