Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

If the ending is predetermined from the beginning, then whether or not one resists becomes irrelevant.

What's the point of struggling in vain?

Even if the Nichirin Blade were to actually cut into Muzan's body, it would still be impossible to achieve the same result as Yoriichi Tsugikuni, where the scars left behind would not heal for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Kiyokawa Izumi's figure flew backward in a disheveled manner, crashing heavily into the wall not far away.

Besides his arms, his left leg was also severed at some point.

Nearly half of his dozen or so ribs were broken, making breathing extremely difficult.

Not only could he no longer maintain his clear state, but he was like an ember about to be extinguished, barely clinging to life with only half a breath left.

The intricate blemishes gradually faded from her face, and her state of complete tranquility was broken.

At this moment, we have truly reached our limit.

Let alone swinging the Nichirin Blade again, even getting up was incredibly difficult.

Kiyokawa Izumi had never been so disheveled.

Despite playing all their cards, they still ended up in such a miserable state.

There's nothing to regret.

I don't regret joining the Demon Slayer Corps, nor do I regret getting to know so many people.

From the moment of birth, death is predetermined; it's just a matter of time. But even so, how could everything we see and hear, the scenery we witness, and the experiences we have gone through be meaningless?

The last thing he said to Muzan wasn't because he still had some trump cards up his sleeve.

He just felt that even if he were killed here, Muzan would still not win.

Just as it cannot be a so-called perfect creature.

There are still so many Pillars in the Demon Slayer Corps, and so many young people whose potential has not yet been fully realized.

These people will not give up their pursuit of Muzan, which is why he said, "Do you really think you have won?"

Through the blur of vision, I could faintly hear an emotionless electronic voice.

Swordsmanship LV6→LV7

"Having reached the pinnacle, is there no further path ahead? Breaking the limits of ordinary people and touching the realms of the superhuman, for you, this path has not yet come to an end."

Hearing such a sound vaguely, Kiyokawa Izumi felt her eyelids grow unusually heavy, but she wasn't particularly excited—there was nothing to be happy about, and no chance of victory had appeared.

He was ultimately just a body of flesh and blood, and at this moment he could no longer rise, not to mention that his Nichirin Blade, which served as his weapon, had already fallen from his hand.

So what if my swordsmanship level improves?

Having no strength left to fight, he was truly powerless.

We arrived too late.

But there's nothing to complain about.

If one had not seen the scars on Muzan's body, one would not have been able to indirectly witness that person's incredible swordsmanship.

Even engaging in a fierce battle with someone at the pinnacle of achievement is a rare and valuable experience.

Without these, there is no way to improve one's swordsmanship level—how difficult it is to achieve perfection.

To think you could fight Muzan and escape unscathed is simply wishful thinking.

Hearing the system's voice after so long, I felt no emotion at all.

You can choose one of the following rewards.

Such as a vortex physique or an incredibly powerful ninjutsu are all within the selection range.

However, considering the differences in the world, and the fact that the vortex physique has never been known to have the ability to regenerate severed limbs.

Kiyokawa Izumi, trying to cheer herself up, revealed a slightly helpless smile—System, oh system, you just love giving out rewards that seem impressive but aren't actually that useful.

Isn't there a reward that instantly restores your status?

On the other hand, even if he could recover, the chances of winning didn't seem very high—the Nichirin Blade was still stuck in Muzan's body, and he didn't even have a suitable weapon. Even if he recovered, he wouldn't be able to fight again.

"I didn't expect this to be one of the rewards... I hadn't really held out much hope."

"A kaleidoscope?"

"I don't even have chakra, how can I use my eye technique?"

Kiyokawa Izumi, who was barely clinging to life, vaguely saw the furious Muzan pull his Nichirin Blade from his body and snap it in two.

Having accepted failure and the possibility of death, Kiyokawa Izumi calmly chose the kaleidoscope as her reward.

Without hope, there is no despair.

The three jet-black magatama visibly coalesced into the shape of a windmill, a change that naturally caught the attention of Muzan.

He was both angry and curious—he had been slashed countless times for no reason, and although the injuries would heal quickly, the pain was real.

Curiosity arose because the ominous feeling that had been lingering in its mind was becoming more and more obvious—such a change naturally caught its attention.

It watched as Kiyokawa Izumi struggled to raise his only remaining left arm, and an unexpected scene unfolded before its eyes.

What's this guy up to now?

Why does it look like it's trying to destroy its own eyes?

Puzzled and confused.

From Kiyokawa Izumi's perspective, it's not hard to understand why he would do such a thing.

He chose this reward simply because he was genuinely curious about what a kaleidoscope was all about.

Of course, as curious as he was, he wouldn't leave his only remaining eye to Muzan.