Lower Rank Two, Pei Lang!

"Quit running your mouth, brat. Believe it or not, I'll offer you up as a hidden weapon!"

After Rota's warning, Wind Sickle immediately behaved himself. His slip of the tongue had not been intentional; sometimes the words simply came out before he could stop them.

In the past, Rota would have rewarded him with a loving slap across the mouth. But with Mitsuri present, Rota decided to spare Wind Sickle some dignity.

"Fine, I won't pursue your matter any further. Tell me, how much do you know about the demons in Tokyo?"

Once the conversation turned serious, Wind Sickle dropped his earlier frivolity and answered solemnly. "Based on what I've investigated so far, most of the demons gathered in Tokyo are ordinary ones. Of course, a Lower Rank Demon arrived here a few days ago. I had a brief encounter with him, but nothing happened."

After all, unless a Lower Rank Demon had rocks in his head or something was seriously wrong with him, he generally would not take the initiative to provoke an Upper Rank.

Wind Sickle had indeed escaped Muzan's control, but the words Upper Rank Two still remained in his eyes. Among demons, Upper Ranks stood just below Muzan. Other demons simply did not dare provoke them.

"So it really is a Lower Rank Demon. Rengoku-san's mission target must be him!" Mitsuri said excitedly.

"Mm. Wind Sickle, how strong do you think this Lower Rank Demon is?" Rota asked calmly, without much surprise.

Wind Sickle rested a hand on his chin and recalled what he knew about that Lower Rank Demon. After a moment, he spread his hands. "I only noticed the writing in his eyes. I didn't have much contact with him otherwise, so I can't give an appropriate assessment."

"Then which Lower Rank is he?"