It was like a stranger showing up at your doorstep, telling you aliens would attack later and asking you to go take shelter with them—while subtly gesturing at the gun on their waist.
Were they sure this was not a threat?
How could someone who had never seen a Demon be expected to believe Demons existed?
Yet, looking at the other woman's delicate and earnest expression, Kie Kamado could not detect the slightest hint of a lie. She even felt a faint sense of agreement in her heart.
Nezuko was the same. Logic told her that this person was most likely a con artist, even if she was beautiful and gentle.
But emotionally, she felt that someone who wore such an expression could not possibly be a bad person.
She was genuinely worried about them.
Seeing everyone's hesitant expressions, Yuko naturally understood.
She took two steps back.
"Please wait a moment."
Yuko slowly drew the Nichirin Blade at her waist. Her movements were very slow, leaving plenty of safe distance and giving everyone time to react.
Even so, Kie Kamado instinctively moved in front of the children.
"Don't be nervous," Yuko explained, focusing her attention on the blade.
"Please watch, ma'am."
As Yuko spoke, a faint orange-red breath escaped her lips. The blade in her hand suddenly became a Scarlet Blade, red as a burning poker.
"Wow~" The two children had never seen anything like it. Their eyes widened as they cried out in surprise.
Kie Kamado wanted to say something, but Yuko suddenly began performing sword techniques in the snow.
Gradually, Kie Kamado's gaze turned astonished.
This was...
"It's Father's Dance of the Fire God!" Nezuko was the first to exclaim in surprise.
The orange-red flames accompanying the Scarlet Blade were especially dazzling. The scorching heat melted the snow