"Stop! Nezuko!"
"It's dangerous! Come back!"
Giyu Tomioka and Kyojuro roared in horror at the same time.
But it was too late.
Like a moth to a flame, Nezuko rushed recklessly toward the figure radiating endless malice. In her eyes, there was no Demon King, no natural disaster, only her one and last remaining family member.
Demon King Tanjiro's cold, slit-pupiled eye instantly locked onto the "food" charging toward him, giving off the scent of "rare blood."
The demon instincts within him were instantly roused to their utmost.
Without any hesitation, he raised his right hand, which had already transformed completely into a claw, and slashed viciously at Nezuko's neck with a shriek that tore through the air.
"No!" Zenitsu's scream had already warped in pitch.
Inosuke's body moved faster than his mind. He kicked off the ground, trying to charge over, but staggered because of his severe injuries. All he could do was watch as that lethal claw drew closer and closer to the girl.
Giyu Tomioka's and Kyojuro's hearts sank to rock bottom at that moment.
It was over.
Yet the bloody scene they had expected never came.
Tanjiro's claw stopped abruptly less than a centimeter from Nezuko's fair forehead.
The sharp gust from his claw tousled the hair over her forehead, but she did not dodge. She did not even blink.
She simply stood there, tilting her head up to look at Big Brother's face, half gentle and half hideous.
Large tears rolled from her beautiful eyes, traced her cheeks, and fell into the dust.
"Big Brother..."
Nezuko's voice was choked with tears, yet gentle enough to melt the hardest ice in the world.
She reached out with trembling hands that looked somewhat thin and frail now that she had become human again, and gently, ever so