Demon Slayer: I am a Demon

Chapter 112 That day, I saw him treat another girl gently (3/3)

Kamado Takeo quickly bought the sake, glanced at his angry older sister standing next to the demon with some doubt, and then lowered his head and said, "M--Master, here's the sake you wanted."

His voice was still slightly out of breath, clearly indicating that he had run very fast.

"Thank you so much, Takeo."

Su Mu spoke gently.

The demon's gentleness surprised the child, causing Takeo to unconsciously look up. He was met with the demon's gentle gaze, and in a fluster, he pulled out some money from his pocket: "Sir, this—this is what's left over from buying the wine."

"Consider it pocket money for Takeo."

Su Mu said with a smile.

Kamado Takeo was somewhat taken aback. He lowered his head and looked at the remaining money in his hand, which made him think of his father. Sometimes when he ran errands for his father, he would receive some small change as a reward, which was always something he looked forward to and was very exciting.

It seems like we haven't encountered anything like this since my father fell ill.

"Go have fun."

Su Mu said it again.

Mizuko stood to one side, clearly seeing how the demon treated her younger brother, which was completely different from her deep-seated impression of demons.

It even gave Nidouzi a sense of disorientation.

Are all ghosts like this?

If all ghosts are like this, then what's so scary about them?

Or is this what the ghost in front of you looks like?

If the ghost in front of me continues to be so gentle, then I should be treated kindly and gently if I follow it in the future, right?

A slight blush rose to the girl's cheeks, and she couldn't help but glance at the ghost's face.

The gentle sunlight fell on the ghost's profile, revealing a handsome face. Although being a ghost might make him domineering, and he might suffer mistreatment in the future, but—but—at least that face—

The girl lowered her head unconsciously again, thinking to herself, at least—this face isn't unpleasant.

Perhaps I'll gradually adapt, and maybe I'll even be able to be a good ghost bride.

"uncle."

Kanao spoke softly from the side.

"Um."

Su Mu took the wine in his hand and looked at Kanao.

"I want to practice swordsmanship."

Kanao looked at her uncle's Nichirin Blade with a hint of anticipation in her beautiful eyes.

I've been resting for a long time these past few days because of illness. I've been wanting to start exercising, but my uncle never allows it. Actually, I feel that my body is already very healthy and there shouldn't be any problems.

Su Mu looked at Kanao's rosy cheeks, thought for a moment, and then nodded: "Then practice for a while, not too long."

"Um."

Kanao immediately broke into a happy smile.

Su Mu also handed his Nichirin Blade to Kanao.

Kanao could easily lift the heavy Nichirin Blade; with a light touch of her toes, she landed gracefully in the distance.

Soon, the girl began to slash with her knife, each strike carrying ferocity and a near-fatal danger, completely unlike her delicate figure.

The sharp wind from the blade startled Mizuko so much that she almost jumped back, and her eyes were filled with fear as she looked at Kanao.

I never would have guessed that this seemingly delicate girl could be so ruthless.

Let alone himself, even his own brother probably couldn't beat this girl.

After that, following the ghost meant not only having to put up with the ghost's bad temper, but also with the traitors around that ghost. Just thinking about it made Ni Douzi feel heavy-hearted and under a lot of pressure.

"Nie Douzi, go inside and get me the wine cup."

Su Mu spoke to Ni Douzi, who was still immersed in his own world.

"Ah, oh!"

Midouzi nodded instinctively, then walked into the house. Halfway there, he realized that he had already started making him do things before he even followed him. Wouldn't he be bullied in the future?

The girl clenched her fists, feeling—so angry!

But after a brief moment of anger, he obediently went back inside and picked up his wine glass.

Inside the house, the mother sat there with her head slightly bowed, her expression filled with sorrow, while the brother had found an axe and was sharpening the blade.

"Nie Douzi————"

Tanjiro, who was sharpening his axe, looked up.

"elder brother----"

Midouzi looked up and called out, "I'll help him get a wine glass."

The girl lowered her head and said it again. Unconsciously, she no longer mentioned the word "ghost" but "him".

Perhaps out of anger towards her brother, Midouzi stopped talking to him and left with her cup.

"Nie Douzi—you're so worried about me."

Tanjiro continued sharpening his axe, assuming that Nezuko's reaction was because she couldn't bear to see him embark on the path of demon hunting.

When Mizuko walked out with her cup, the demon was already sitting on a stool watching Kanao practice her sword. The girl's fierce sword-wielding posture made Mizuko's heart pound with fear.

He just felt that this girl was really terrifying; her fierce way of practicing swordsmanship was completely different from her obedient demeanor when she was by his side.

"Sir, the wine cups are here."

Ni Douzi trotted over.

"Um.

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Su Mu took the wine cup, picked up the wine pot and poured wine into the cup. He watched Kanao practice her swordplay quietly and gently while drinking the wine. Although there was no food, the way Kanao practiced her swordplay at this moment was the best appetizer.

Midouzi stood to the side, secretly watching him.

Seeing him drinking while looking at Kanao with a gentle expression, that tender gaze made Mizuko unconsciously clutch her clothes with her little hands.

Why was he so gentle with this girl?

Su Mu drank another cup of wine and was about to pick up the wine pot to pour more when he reached for nothing. He looked to the side with some confusion.

"I—I'll pour for the adults."

"Nie Douzi lowered his head and said in a low voice."

"oh!"

Su Mu nodded, held out the wine glass he was holding, but his gaze was fixed on Kanao, who was practicing her swordsmanship.

Midouzi picked up the wine pot and filled it with wine for him. Seeing that he didn't care about her at all and only had eyes for the girl practicing swordsmanship, she suddenly felt a pang of jealousy.

He looked down at himself again. His figure was slender and well-developed; he wasn't actually any less attractive than that girl. The reason he cared so much about her now was probably because Kanao was with him first. If he caught up with her later, things might be different.

What am I even thinking about?

A jumble of random thoughts flooded her mind, instantly bringing Midouzi to her senses. She suddenly felt completely bewildered.

Unconsciously, Ni Douzi glanced at him again.

The man sipping his drink at that moment gave off a very peculiar feeling. Perhaps he had been afraid of the other person, but suddenly felt quite safe if that person were standing next to him.