Hey, Muzan, What Do You Take Life For?

Tsugikuni Yoriichi ignored Kokushibo and walked straight toward Tamayo, intending to rescue her first.

In Tsugikuni Yoriichi's blind spot, Muzan revealed a sinister smile, his scheme having succeeded, and lunged at Tsugikuni Yoriichi's defenseless back.

Tamayo could no longer worry about anything else and cried out, "Mr. Yoriichi, watch out for the sneak attack!"

Tsugikuni Yoriichi immediately sensed something amiss and swiftly turned around. A flaming slash swept diagonally upward from below in an instant. Muzan could not dodge in time, and one of his arms was severed outright.

"Setting Sun Turn." Tsugikuni Yoriichi calmly uttered the words.

Muzan's recovery speed was terrifying. It was merely a lost arm, and it regenerated in an instant.

The way Muzan looked at Tamayo now carried a trace of chilliness. He coldly demanded, "Tamayo, what do you mean by this?"

Tamayo ignored Muzan's questioning and anxiously said to Yoriichi instead, "Mr. Yoriichi, this is their scheme. Run!"

Tsugikuni Yoriichi smiled and shook his head, casually cutting the ropes binding Tamayo. "Thank you, Miss Tamayo. You are a very kind demon."

"But I still need to settle things with them this time. Move farther away first."

Seeing Tamayo betray him, Muzan charged out without another word. Countless sickles formed from flesh and blood hacked toward Tamayo's head.

"Right in front of me... you really don't take me seriously, Muzan!" Tsugikuni Yoriichi showed no fear as he severed the flesh-and-blood sickles attacking Tamayo with a single stroke.

Seeing his attack stopped, Muzan grew increasingly enraged and humiliated. He stared coldly at Tsugikuni Yoriichi and Tamayo, snarling, "Neither of you is leaving today!"

Tamayo was also intimidated by Muzan's aura, and her body could not help trembling. Fortunately, Tsugikuni Yoriichi stepped in front of her, shielding her from Muzan's pressure.

"Hey, Muzan, I want to ask