"What... what do you people take life for?!"
The cold words reached Daki's ears, and Daki felt a moment of dizziness.
This sounds familiar; I think I've heard this phrase before?
My vision blurred for a moment.
A red-haired figure with a high ponytail seemed to overlap with the Demon Slayer in front of him at that moment.
The superimposed image vanished in the next instant.
Daki stood there, stunned, feeling the fear coursing through her body.
That was... Lord Muzan's memory?
Whoosh--!
As the Nichirin Blade slashed down, Daki quickly regained her senses.
As he leaped backward, he kicked at Tanjiro.
Clang!
The foot struck the Nichirin Blade, and the distance between the two quickly increased.
Daki looked at Tanjiro, her brows slightly furrowed.
This guy is clearly seriously injured, so why does he seem to be moving even faster than before?
Is it just my imagination?
"Hey? What do you mean?" Daki asked Tanjiro.
"You were once human, weren't you? You must have experienced joy and sorrow, happiness and sadness, right?" Tanjiro stared intently at Daki.
Daki replied dismissively:
"Tch... You said it yourself, that was in the past! I threw all those things away a long time ago!"
Moreover, what good is there in being a person?
Every day they have to struggle to make a living.
In the end, all I got was a body full of painful illnesses.
But if you become a ghost, none of these things need to be considered!
You won't get sick! You won't die!
Moreover, those who were once high and mighty will now be reduced to weeping and wailing before you after you become a ghost! They will be at your beck and call!
"So that's how it is..." Tanjiro murmured softly.
Seeing that the Demon Slayer opposite her seemed about to start fighting again, Daki sneered:
"Kid! Judging by your age, you must not have suffered much hardship!"
For you, becoming Demon Slayer, losing your family might be the greatest suffering you've ever endured!
But... there is still far too much suffering in this world!
"I've already experienced the greatest hardships, so what are a few more to suffer..."
Tanjiro responded in a low voice, his right hand holding the Nichirin Blade slowly lowering it to his side.
At this moment, the intense pain I felt in my body seemed to recede slowly, like the tide.
Although the wound was still bleeding and his clothes were already stained red with blood, the excruciating pain was gradually lessening.
Despite being severely injured, Tanjiro felt better than ever before.
Where he couldn't see, the scar on his forehead seemed to be slowly spreading.
Daki laughed loudly, and was just about to reply when Tanjiro charged at her again.
The silk ribbons behind her waist surged rapidly as if they were alive.
" Blood Demon Art: Eight-Layered Obi Slash!"
The ribbons flew into the air, crossed to form a net, and then quickly pressed down.
The net-like ribbons covered every part of the street, including the streets and houses below, and of course Tanjiro.
However, Tanjiro seemed oblivious to his predicament, continuing to run towards Daki step by step, his gaze fixed on Daki in the distance, unwavering.
Just as the ribbon, like the scythe of death, was about to fall upon him, Tanjiro's right hand, which was holding the sword, finally moved.
"Bone-scorching... blazing sun!"
Clang!
The Nichirin Blade struck the silk ribbon.
Tanjiro's gaze remained fixed on the spot where the slash had landed.
There, the raging flames relentlessly scorched the ribbon, gradually turning it black, yet...
Is it possible that because only the right hand can grip the knife, the force of the strike isn't enough to cut the ribbon?
A sudden realization dawned on Tanjiro.
The Nichirin Blade in his hand danced rapidly, like a leaf falling in a whirlwind, constantly colliding and clashing with the ribbon.
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The slashes that were supposed to land on Tanjiro were all skillfully deflected, failing to touch him at all.
However, the remaining ribbons continued to fall like a storm, with unstoppable force.
boom!
Houses collapsed, and the street surface cracked.
The smoke and dust spread rapidly across the ground, completely obscuring the scene.
Tanjiro didn't let this opportunity pass. He pushed off with his feet and rushed towards Daki like an arrow.
" Hinokami Kagura!"
Tanjiro roared, as if all his strength had been gathered to its limit at this moment.
" Flame Dance!"
Looking at the flames that suddenly ignited in the smoke and dust, Daki knew without guessing what the Demon Slayer opposite her was up to.
She turned around quickly, and the ribbons behind her gathered and spun rapidly like snakes, gradually forming two cone-shaped objects.
The cone paused in mid-air, then shot off rapidly like an arrow towards the direction from which the flames were coming.
Seeing the ribbons shooting towards him, Tanjiro did not hesitate and continued running forward step by step.
I can't even cut a single ribbon now, let alone something like this!
However, if she uses all her ribbons for attacks, all I need to do is dodge and then rush in to attack her!
If you really can't dodge it, as long as you're not hit head-on, it doesn't matter if you get injured!
As long as I can get through!
Let yourself rush forward!!
Charge... through!!!
Tap, tap, tap!
The steps continue to move forward, one by one.
The distance between the two sides kept closing, closing.
The normally barely audible sound of breathing resounded like a great bell in my ears at this moment.
The ribbon, as sharp as an awl, magnified in Tanjiro's eyes, until finally, at the moment when the two were about to make contact.
Tanjiro's pupils suddenly contracted.
There, one of the cones suddenly appeared horizontally, blocking Tanjiro's path.
A cone made of twisted and rotating ribbons was right in front of Tanjiro.
It was just a few meters away from Tanjiro.
At this moment, Tanjiro couldn't even cut a single ribbon, let alone something like this.
So, I'm going to... die..., right?
Suddenly.
A strong wind swept in from the side.
The sudden gust of wind caught Tanjiro off guard, and he was blown to the side.
rumble--!
The ribbon passed straight past Tanjiro's side.
Tanjiro was blown several meters away and fell to the ground.
This is?
A question arose in the minds of both Tanjiro and Daki at the same time.
The well-trained Tanjiro reacted quickly.
Did Mr. Kato save himself?
The thought flashed through Tanjiro's mind.
The next moment.
This interruption caused Tanjiro's breath, which he had been holding onto, to quickly break.
The pain swept over me like a tidal wave.
"Cough cough... Ugh!"
Tanjiro knelt on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
On the other side, Daki frowned.
Although somewhat puzzled as to why the Demon Slayer before them could move in a way that defied common sense.
but...
Her limited brain capacity made her too lazy to think about such complex problems.
In any case Demon Slayer in front of them was no longer able to resist.
I'd better get rid of him quickly and go support my brother!