Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

When he saw the three people standing on the roof of the house next to the circular pit, Emiya knew that they were most likely the same people who dealt with demons as the boy he had met before.

Or perhaps it's some other force. In any case, Emiya felt he should make contact with them, since they couldn't possibly be demons under the sun.

He originally intended to project the arrow along with the bow, but his mana consumption increased dramatically, so Emiya had no choice but to project a bamboo sword that he had trained with.

But fearing they might misunderstand his intentions, he used a great deal of magic to project a note with writing on it and attach it to the bamboo knife.

"I accidentally spilled tea on him yesterday. Could he be here for revenge? Should I hide now?"

They watched as Emiya, with remarkable agility, climbed onto the roof and rushed towards their location.

Suma was somewhat afraid.

"No way! You need to use your brain!"

Maki tapped Suma's forehead, expressing his utter helplessness.

Their greatest enemy is demons, not humans. Moreover, Emiya is known for his helpfulness while traveling, and all that was shot at them was a bamboo sword. They did not believe that Emiya harbored much ill will towards them.

If there was truly malicious intent, it should have been a fatal blow delivered from the shadows, not a blatant sneak attack.

However, this situation is unlikely to occur, as the Demon Slayer Corps has no human enemies other than demons.

Soon, Emiya arrived in front of them.

"sorry Sorry!"

Suma rushed forward and grabbed Emiya's hand, repeatedly apologizing.

For a moment, Emiya stopped thinking, his mind went blank, and he instantly forgot what he had come to ask.

"Don't cause trouble!"

Maki grabbed Suma's arms with both hands and dragged her aside.

"Um, I'd like to ask, what happened last night?"

More than their identities, Emiya wanted to know what had happened here, because only by obtaining more information could he possibly rescue those hundreds of people; human lives were always the top priority.

Emiya had always held onto hope for this matter.

"You're not a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, are you?"

Hinatsuru looked directly into Emiya's determined gaze and uttered a question of certainty.

If someone is a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, they will definitely be equipped with the Demon Slayer Corps uniform, and they will not stay in one place for a whole month.

Various evil spirits roam throughout Japan, and the members of the Demon Slayer Corps are basically fighting and training every moment.

"No, I am not."

Emiya shook his head in confusion. He just wanted to get some information about this place, so why was he being asked if he was a member of the Demon Slayer Corps?

"Since you are not a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, I cannot tell you the information here!"

Hinatsuru didn't want to drag such a gentle boy into this extremely dangerous situation. Perhaps he would join the Demon Slayer Corps in the future, but right now, Emiya couldn't be allowed to get involved.

This boy hasn't grown up yet, that's what Hina Tsuru thinks. Perhaps many people will find it hard to understand, but it's a thought with high emotional intelligence.

The expression of low emotional intelligence is that Emiya's current strength is far too weak in Hinatsuru's eyes.

As the wife of the Sound Hashira, she often came into contact with members of the Demon Slayer Corps, and over time she became aware that the way the Demon Slayer Corps members usually breathe was very different from how ordinary people usually breathe.

Emiya was somewhere in between, someone who had not yet fully mastered the breathing technique.

How could someone who hasn't even mastered breathing techniques possibly have the power to fight against demons?

Moreover, Emiya doesn't have a Nichirin Blade capable of slaying demons. If he were to participate in this matter, Hinatsuru felt that his most likely fate would be to perish inside a demon's belly.

The young crane didn't want this to happen.

"why?"

Emiya didn't understand her actions. Wouldn't it be better to have more people help with something like this?

This isn't a struggle for some kind of resource where fewer people knowing about it would bring more benefits. Shouldn't we unite against a creature like a ghost?

"Don't worry, we've already reported this to higher authorities, and members of the Demon Slayer Corps will be here soon to handle it. This will never happen again."

Fearing that Emiya might impulsively fight the demons, Hinatsuru quickly told him how to resolve the situation.

"Then, what about those who disappeared?"

Emiya did not hear the answer he wanted.

"They must have been devoured by ghosts."

The young crane lowered its head and sighed.

"Impossible! Do ghosts really possess such power?"

Those were hundreds of people; how could they die so easily?

Even just chopping off one hand at a time would make it weak.

"No, sometimes a few hundred people might really be something that a powerful demon can easily handle."

Maki patted Emiya on the shoulder and answered Emiya's question with a somewhat heavy heart.

Emiya believed that no matter how strong those demons were, they were just like the magicians Kiritsugu had described to him in his own world.

Because if a phenomenon achieved through miraculous means can also be accomplished by technology, then it is called magic.

In that case, no matter how strong a magician is, their combat power should be about the same as that of mercenaries, at least according to Emiya's view.

If there are many ghosts that can so easily destroy a tenth of a city in an instant, wouldn't the people here basically be ruled by ghosts?

It's obvious that there's no one specifically protecting this bustling town. If the Demon Slayer Corps only arrives after an incident, wouldn't the demons be able to destroy the entire country by simply shooting and moving on?

Chapter Twenty-Four: Devouring Demons - Kaori Asakusa (Part 2)

"I'm so angry! I'm going to eat her up today!"

Daki grabbed the pink silk in her hand and flung the person depicted in the portrait out.

She patted her head, looking somewhat bewildered, and got up from the ground.

The room was very dark; if it weren't for the moonlight, she probably wouldn't have been able to see anything around her.

"I'm back?"

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Asakusa Kae rubbed her eyes in confusion.

"It's quite refined, and it doesn't disgrace the name of food."

Daki lifted Asakusa Kae's chin and spoke with a slightly appreciative tone.

Although Asakusa Kae is still young and underdeveloped, she is indeed a first-class beauty. At the very least, she will be a woman who captivates thousands of people when she grows up, and at the very least, she will be a courtesan.

Of course, this is on the premise that the body is fully developed. If the body is still in such a thin and bony state, then no matter how beautiful it is, it cannot be expressed.

However, just as Daki grabbed her by the neck, a figure appeared in front of the window, blocking out the bright moonlight.

"It seems I've come at the wrong time."

A voice that sounded neither male nor female came from the figure.

"Master Wuhan!"

She hurriedly threw the food in her hand aside, knelt on the ground, and looked at the figure in front of her with respect.

"It seems your power has increased even further during your time traveling around Guo."

His tone carried a hint of praise, as if he was eagerly anticipating her growth in strength.

No one paid any attention to Asakusa Kae, who was thrown heavily against the wall and then fell to the ground.

"If you can continue to devour more people, your strength will become even greater."

As he spoke, Muzan walked up to Daki and gently stroked her face.

"Now"

But an unexpected voice came from Muzan's feet.

"Hungry!"

Her wounds had mostly healed, and she seemed to have lost consciousness, her entire body moving slowly toward Muzan on instinct.

Just like Tanjiro, who appeared behind Akaza after understanding the Transparent World but was not noticed by him.

At this moment, Asakusa Kae felt no murderous intent towards anything around her.

"Master Wuhan!"

Upon seeing Muzan's bitten foot, Daki cried out in alarm, and the red silk around her began to flutter wildly, as if she wanted to tear Asakusa Kae to pieces.

But Muzan waved his hand.

"What an interesting child! Since you want to eat demons, then I'll give you my blood!"

Muzan, the progenitor of demons, could clearly sense that there was a large amount of demonic energy within this girl's body, suggesting that she shared the same constitution as the Demon Eater who had appeared before and was later killed.

However, due to his very young age and the fact that he had consumed a lot of demons, he was in a state of being half-demon and half-human, which is why his body was able to recover so quickly in such a short time.

If she didn't eat people, she would need a lot of food to provide herself with energy, which is why she is so thin.

Muzan never expected that he would encounter such a treasure just by coming to see Daki.

They've transformed all sorts of people and even wanted to transform members of the Demon Slayer Corps. If someone who already possessed Breathing Techniques capable of fighting demons were to acquire Blood Demon Art, wouldn't they become even more powerful?

However, most members of the Demon Slayer Corps either lack talent or are unwilling to submit, although Muzan doesn't seem to care much about this.

Demon Eaters are extremely rare, and Muzan has always wanted to study this group of people who can gain demon power by eating demons. They are an extremely terrifying existence.

If a demon eats its own flesh and blood and gains the same power as itself, it will be an extremely powerful enemy.

However, if the demon eater is one's own subordinate, then the demon's strength will increase dramatically.

"Daki is truly my lucky star!"

With a smile, Muzan gently stroked Daki's face, while blood from the wounds inflicted by Asakusa Kaeko at her feet flowed into her body in segments.

Asakusa Kae's body rapidly became fuller and more voluptuous at a speed visible to the naked eye.