Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

The cold, full moon hung high, hidden deep within the thick clouds, and the mountain shadows fell like splashed ink, pressing down the entire field completely.

A cold wind howled, its rustling sound never ceasing.

A deep darkness enveloped the surroundings; there were no birdsong or insect chirps, and not a single pedestrian could be seen on the winding path leading upwards.

A deathly silence descended upon this place.

"call--"

As Kiyokawa Izumi adjusted her breathing, she noticed that the hand holding the Nichirin Blade was trembling slightly.

Scared?

fear?

None of these emotions were present.

If it were three months ago, he might have thought that he had lost his mind and needed to see a psychologist.

As a transmigrator, how could I not know whose territory Mount Natagumo is?

If someone's not brain-damaged, would they come here to die?

The most obvious change was in mindset within just three months.

No one forced him to come here; he came voluntarily.

Not long ago, when he went on a mission with Shinobu Kocho, he had been secretly looking forward to it.

He even believed it was an opportunity to improve himself in the battle against the Lower Moon.

However, it was later proven to be just a fake news story.

Aside from bringing back pigs, there was nothing else to show for it.

From that day on, a bold idea began to sprout in my mind.

He wanted to fight the Lower Moon once.

Whether it's the next one or the new sixth.

But reality loves to play tricks on people, and you can never truly encounter it.

Neither he nor any of the other pillars had a chance to encounter the lower moon.

When going out on missions, they occasionally encounter some evil spirits who have mastered blood demon arts and are quite powerful.

Their strength may surpass that of ordinary demons, but when they encounter a Pillar-level swordsman, very few can withstand even one move.

Kiyokawa Izumi simply couldn't contain himself.

If we can't find the other lower moons, surely we can find the fifth lower moon too?

When Tanjiro fought Rui, he hadn't even mastered Total Concentration: Normal Mode, and his swordsmanship was far inferior to his current level.

With just a broken sword the size of a palm, plus the fact that it was the first time he used the Breath of Fire, he almost severed Lei's neck.

With this much strength already in hand, does Kiyokawa Izumi still need to worry about so much?

If the goal is to defeat the Upper Moon demon, he really doesn't have much room to maneuver.

But the fatigue only lasted until the last quarter.

If they don't even dare to deal with the Lower Moon Five, then their idea of ​​giving it a try is simply ridiculous.

The Upper Moon's strength far surpasses that of the Lower Moon, and even the Lower Moon doesn't dare to deal with it or has the ability to resolve it. If it faces Doma in the future, wouldn't it just be sending it to its death?

If you offer it to someone, they won't eat it and will complain that it smells terrible.

"It's really strange. I was planning to take on the Lower Moon alone, but my body feels enveloped by a strange sense of excitement."

That mindset of having nowhere to retreat and having no choice but to draw one's sword and fight to the death has not appeared for a long time.

Instead, there was excitement? Anticipation?

"Is it simply because you're not facing an Upper Moon demon that you can't even feel fear?"

He made an excuse that he was prepared.

Before he became a pillar, a teammate he met by chance said that there might be evil spirits here, which gave him a very oppressive feeling.

That's why he came to investigate alone.

Upon discovering the existence of the Twelve Demon Moons, while attempting to resolve the situation, they also send the little guy back to deliver a message.

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, they insist that this is the case.

Walking slowly along the path into the mountains, Qingchuanquan wasn't in a hurry. There was still a long time before the sun rose, so there was nothing to rush.

The trees were so tall that they reached into the clouds, their reflections as dark as ink, surrounding them from all sides. The intertwined branches and leaves made a rustling sound as the cold wind blew.

The layer of decaying leaves mixed with soil seems to harbor a hidden danger, and spider webs can be seen almost everywhere here.

The surrounding darkness seemed to conceal countless prying eyes, and a suffocating atmosphere permeated the air.

This feeling almost reminded Kiyokawa Izumi of the final selection.

Even without an intelligence advantage, he could tell that there were evil spirits in this mountain.

Because the mountain is like a dead place, you can rarely hear birds chirping or insects buzzing.

Blood-red eyes had quietly appeared, and breathing maintained its fixed rhythm.

Like an unsuspecting prey, Kiyokawa Izumi stepped into the predetermined trap, one step at a time.

His entire body seemed to be full of flaws, giving people the illusion that they had wandered into the mountains.

Many small white spiders were crawling on the muddy ground, their thin lines, almost invisible to the naked eye, suddenly appearing behind the unsuspecting person.

Without deliberately concealing his presence, he was discovered by the evil spirit the moment he stepped into the mountains.

Like a candle burning in the darkness, it was so obvious.

"As the fifth Lower Moon, you're unwilling to show yourself?"

"Even if some ordinary demons received your blood, it wouldn't be enough to satisfy my expectations."

Perhaps I should be more enthusiastic!

The Nichirin Blade was swung out silently, severing the silver threads as fine as hair in an instant.

Everything, from the crawling spiders to the barely visible lines, was clearly visible to my eyes.

Kiyokawa Izumi slowly looked into the distance, and following the direction of the line, he found the location of the first evil spirit.