Six Years Later

Six years later.

More precisely, Makomo had spent six years training and reached the age of sixteen, while Feng Ye had simply skipped over that stretch of time.

He had already experienced plenty of leisurely daily life and had no intention of living in seclusion in some canyon for years. That kind of isolation from the world was not good for him; it would only make him lose more of his humanity.

Of course.

Feng Ye had not merely skipped six years. During that leap, he had made a trip back to Bleach World and placed Bleach World, Fairy Tail, and Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba into a small pot he carried with him.

He had also given the little pot a name: the Pot of Worlds.

After tracing time back and returning to the past, he planned to toss all the worlds he had once experienced into that small pot as well... Well, One-Punch Man World still required some consideration, because Saitama possessed the strength to break the pot. That was also why Feng Ye had not started doing this immediately.

Of course.

Makomo knew nothing about these matters, and neither did any living being in the entire Demon Slayer world. They had no idea that the world they lived in had been moved from the greater universe into an independent space.

In that canyon from before.

Makomo stood on a patch of lush green grass.

Six years had passed, and she had grown from a child into a delicate, adorable young girl. Yet her features still retained a touch of childishness, and she had not grown much taller, standing at only around one and a half meters. She looked rather frail.

At that moment, Makomo stood there gripping a heavily worn wooden sword. Before her stood an iron