"Any last words? At least you still have time to say them."
Muzan raised his chin slightly in contempt as he looked at Chinatsu before him. Although her resemblance to that man had momentarily stunned him when he first saw her.
But as long as he held firm to the fact that the man was dead, Muzan had nothing left to fear!
Just as he was smugly thinking this, the aura emanating from Chinatsu, who stood before him with her head lowered, suddenly changed. It was as though she had become a different person.
"What was fun about it? What was amusing? What do you take life for?!"
Those words, which Muzan had sealed away in the deepest recesses of his mind, came from Chinatsu's lips. The contempt on his face crumbled instantly as he lost control of his emotions, and his eyes shook as though an earthquake had struck.
It would have been one thing if she merely knew those words, but why did even her tone sound so similar?!
The instant Muzan's pupils trembled, Chinatsu gripped her Nichirin Blade, now transformed into a Bright Red Nichirin Sword, with both hands and unleashed Sun Breathing.
But rather than using Sun Breathing to attack Muzan, she released sword energy all around herself.
Before Muzan could figure anything out, a tremendous explosion erupted from beneath them. The mansion they were standing in instantly became a field of rubble, and billowing clouds thick with gunpowder smoke surged into the pitch-black sky.
The explosion drew the attention of everyone at the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters without exception. Whatever they had been doing before, they immediately rushed toward Chinatsu and Muzan.
Caught directly in the blast from the vast quantity of black powder hidden beneath the mansion, Muzan was now riddled with holes. The