What are you waiting for...?
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!...
Several ribbons, under Tanjiro's gaze, crossed the eaves and pierced straight into Daki's body.
The impact of the ribbon caused Daki to stumble, and the ribbon stuck in Daki body then twisted slightly.
Tanjiro's eyes widened involuntarily.
The identical style of the ribbons made it easy for Tanjiro to tell that these ribbons were definitely from the same source as the ribbons behind Daki.
That...
In other words...
Is Upper Rank Six Riku... going to attack himself?
No! Impossible!
It's a clone!
It's the split-off clones merging back in!
Under Tanjiro's watchful gaze.
The ribbons attached to Daki's body were twisting and turning incessantly.
With each twist, the ribbon would penetrate a little deeper into Daki's body.
And the exposed silk gradually shortened, little by little.
Finally, the ribbon completely disappeared into the hole.
The next moment.
Daki black hair, which cascaded down her back like a waterfall, began to turn white from the roots.
The white color spread rapidly backward, and in the blink of an eye, the originally jet-black hair turned completely white.
A heavy aura emanated from Daki.
Tanjiro's breath hitched, and his already depressed heart sank to the bottom.
His nose told him that the white- Daki was completely different from when she had black hair.
If I'm in good form, I can still play.
But now...
Tanjiro turned his head and glanced at his injured left shoulder.
The speed may not be significantly different, but the attack power will be.
The difference between wielding a sword with two hands and one hand is obvious!
"Come on, kid!"
Sharp words came from the other side.
The words contained a variety of emotions, including coldness, anger, mockery, excitement, and arrogance.
Tanjiro gritted his teeth, suddenly looked up, held his Nichirin Blade in one hand, and faced Daki with a firm and resolute gaze.
Daki frowned slightly, feeling even more disgusted with the brat before her.
"Hey! Kid! Can't you sense the difference between us?"
Tanjiro replied, "I can feel it! The scent emanating from you makes it hard for me to breathe!"
Upon Daki's lips curled into a slight smile; finally, she had heard something pleasant!
"Then what are you still holding on for? Now, kneel down and beg me, and maybe I'll consider letting you go!"
Tanjiro took a deep breath and slowly shook his head.
"No! I will absolutely! Absolutely! I will never yield to the devil!!"
Daki's smile froze on her face. "Is that so? Then... you can die now!"
As soon as the Daki finished speaking, the silk ribbon swaying behind her waist suddenly stopped.
Then, like lightning, he arrived in front of Tanjiro.
As Tanjiro gazed at the ribbon so close to his eyes, his pupils involuntarily dilated slightly.
He turned his body to the side again.
However, it's impossible to completely avoid it.
laugh--!
The ribbon grazed past Tanjiro's body.
A huge wound appeared on Tanjiro's body.
Before Tanjiro could catch his breath, another attack came right after him.
Clang!
The ribbon struck the Nichirin Blade.
The next moment, there was another 'clang'.
Another ribbon struck the Nichirin Blade.
Then, as if to mock Tanjiro.
The third ribbon did not attack any of Tanjiro's unprotected areas, but instead continued to hurtle straight towards the Nichirin Blade.
Clang!
The third ribbon struck the Nichirin Blade.
The powerful impact caused Tanjiro's right arm to tremble uncontrollably.
Then came the fourth, the fifth...
Clang!
With the sixth ribbon slamming into the Nichirin Blade, Tanjiro, who had been gritting his teeth and holding on, finally couldn't take it anymore.
With a slight shift in her grip, the ribbon, propelled by the Nichirin Blade, slammed into Tanjiro's body.
Unable to resist, Tanjiro was sent flying by the ribbon.
With a loud crash, Tanjiro was hit by the ribbon and smashed into a house before finally coming to a stop.
Amidst swirling dust, the taut ribbon slowly retracted.
Daki stood there, a joyful smile on her lips.
She did not pursue him further; years of combat experience told her that the Demon Slayer was probably no longer capable of fighting.
Just as she expected.
Tanjiro lay quietly amidst the ruins, the pain coursing through his body preventing him from moving even a single finger.
I could only keep breathing to alleviate the pain.
Suddenly, Tanjiro's body trembled, and his head involuntarily tilted upwards.
"Cough cough... Ugh!"
Crimson blood gushed from Tanjiro's mouth.
Tanjiro then lay back down, breathing heavily.
The dust gradually settled.
The bright moonlight shone down and quietly fell upon Tanjiro.
Daki slowly walked to the front of the ruins, a slight smirk playing on her lips, and said mockingly:
"What? Do you regret becoming Demon Slayer now?"
Did you think this mission would go as smoothly as before before you came here tonight?
Hahaha...
Stop joking!
After tonight, you will only sleep in this place!
And I, even after moving to a different place, still continue to eat people!
Um...
Let me think about it.
I'm furious that you guys chopped my head off twice tonight!
I'll just kill ten, no, twenty people to vent my anger!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Gravel fell to the ground.
Daki looked at the figure struggling to get up and sneered again.
What? You haven't given up yet?
But it doesn't matter anyway!
I'm not really interested in chatting with ugly people!
May you rest in peace!
As she spoke, the silk ribbon behind her waist flew into the air again.
Then the spearhead shifted, shooting towards Tanjiro below.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The glint of blades flashed continuously amidst the ruins.
Each flash precisely blocked the incoming ribbons.
There's no need to block multiple times; just gently push the ribbon away so it can't attack you.
Tanjiro seized the opportunity and leaped backward out of the ruins.
He stood on the street again, confronting Daki.
"Wow! You're quite capable!" Daki praised.
"Why?" A deep voice came from Tanjiro's mouth.
Daki tilted her head. "What? Why?"
Why did you kill him?!
"Huh? You know what you're saying..." Daki replied as if she had heard a joke.
However, Tanjiro ignored her and continued talking.
Why can one decide who to kill based solely on personal preference?
Why would someone kill someone simply because they're in a bad mood?
Those lives you took away all had people who loved them!
Why is that?
"Can you so easily take away what other people cherish?"
Tanjiro suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on Daki.
"What... what do you people take life for?!"