Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

"What child?"

Kiyokawa Izumi patted her cheeks, realizing that things weren't so simple.

"It's a child! A child was snatched away by an evil spirit, a spirit like a crawling beast with an extremely long tongue!"

"ha?"

The one that Kiyokawa Izumi just killed was different from the one this senior described.

In other words, are there two evil spirits here, or even more?

No wonder they sent so many swordsmen.

The lowest-ranking swordsmen in the Demon Slayer Corps are only so-so in terms of strength. Taking on multiple demons alone is no different from sending them to their deaths.

"The mission isn't over yet!"

Kiyokawa Izumi gently exhaled a breath of stale air, and couldn't help but reflect on his actions.

There's not much to say; it's definitely his problem.

They arrogantly believed that the mission was over.

Do you know where that evil spirit is?

Kiyokawa Izumi's expression turned serious, and he asked solemnly.

"It's probably in the mountains... I saw ravens flying this way and thought the evil spirits were here."

"In the mountains?"

Kiyokawa Izumi looked into the distance, her lips trembling, and asked softly, "Do you think this mountain is called Mount Natagumo? I think we need the Pillar's support!"

It's not cowardice, it's self-awareness.

What's the difference between sending him to strike the lower bow and him committing suicide?

He could easily solve the problem by simply calling over any pillar; he had no intention of risking his life.

Don't blame him for overthinking; hearing about multiple evil spirits and that it was in the mountains was bound to cause him some stress.

"What?"

Kentaro Tanaka looked at him in astonishment. "But Mount Tagumo isn't here..."

"oh!"

Kiyokawa Izumi breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't feel ashamed at all, but instead said seriously, "I'll go into the mountains now. Could you two please see me off?"

Before Kenichiro Tanaka could agree, Izumi Kiyokawa had already turned and left.

As for why you didn't go with this person?

If it's a high-level swordsman, he's willing to wait.

However, we cannot yet discern his swordsmanship skills.

His mastery of breathing techniques was absolutely terrible.

Their strength is probably not even as good as mine.

Kiyokawa Izumi, having made this judgment, was too lazy to wait for this person to act together.

He can handle weak demons by himself.

If the problem cannot be solved, what use is one more low-level swordsman?

……

The night was as dark as ink, and the swaying branches in the distance looked like ghostly shadows. The cold wind howled through the mountains, chilling to the bone.

Qingchuanquan, who had already entered the mountains, didn't seem particularly anxious—to be honest, most of the children who were taken away were beyond saving.

He didn't think the evil spirit could resist eating it.

"It's so annoying! Without Tanjiro's amazing nose or Zenitsu's special ears, finding demons is so inconvenient!"

Under the moonlight, Qingchuan Spring, which had been searching for a long time in the mountains, couldn't help but feel a little restless.

Damn evil spirits, can't you be a little more self-aware?

The sooner it appears, the sooner it can be resolved.

Who knows, I might still be able to make it back and grab a bowl of noodles!

Just then, a faint fishy smell wafted through the air.

The sound of chewing could be heard faintly.

Kiyokawa Izumi rested his right hand on the Nichirin Blade at his waist, parted the bushes that were obscuring his view, and revealed a dark shadow that seemed to be gnawing at something.

The sudden sound of footsteps startled the evil spirit.

It instinctively turned its head, its scarlet eyes fixed on Kiyokawa Izumi.

Its limbs were twisted, like a lizard lying on the ground, but its ugly head was unusually flexible, and its jet-black tongue was as big as an adult's arm.

"Is that you? I've been looking for you everywhere!"

Kiyokawa Izumi, seething with anger, didn't bother arguing with the demon. Facing the tongue that shot towards him like an arrow, he remained calm and casually swung his knife. The bluish tip of the knife gleamed coldly, and the demon's tongue was severed into several pieces.

"General!"

Although this evil spirit is ugly, its strength is just so-so—it has probably eaten fewer than two hands' worth of humans, so how could it possibly be a match for Kiyokawa Izumi?

There's not much to say when faced with something that can be killed in one hit.

He glanced at the corpse on the ground out of the corner of his eye—Kiyokawa Izumi was actually not very willing to look at corpses. He wouldn't vomit on the spot, but he was really uncomfortable with it.

How beautiful can a corpse that has been gnawed by a demon be?

Those with weaker mental resilience would probably have nightmares.

With just that one glance, Kiyokawa Izumi was instantly stunned.

Although it was bitten beyond recognition, it was still vaguely discernible that it was an adult male.

Judging from his clothes and appearance, he might be a hunter or a woodcutter.

What profession they have doesn't matter; what matters is that they're not children!

Kiyokawa Izumi couldn't help but feel a headache coming on—what about the children who had been captured? Had they already been eaten?

What about this adult male?

Was he just murdered?

"That was a bit hasty. Shouldn't we have asked if there were any other evil spirits?"

Kiyokawa Izumi's expression suddenly turned serious after making a casual remark. She turned around abruptly and looked into the shadows around her—she had a strange feeling of being spied on, a feeling that seemed familiar, one she had also experienced during the final selection.

What's going on?

How many evil monsters are there here?

What puzzled Kiyokawa Izumi was why there were so many evil spirits here.

Evil spirits are not social animals.

Unless, there exists a leader of evil spirits...