Demon Slayer: I am a Demon

Hiroshi Furukawa picked up his teacup, took a sip, and watched the man and girl leave, feeling inexplicably moved by the differences in people's fates.

If no evil spirit had destroyed his happiness, he would probably have been surrounded by happiness, just like this cared-for girl. His father would work in the fields every day, and his mother would knit clothes. Perhaps they would encounter some difficulties in life, but the family would work together for tomorrow and walk towards happiness together...

A gust of wind blew by, and for some reason, Hiroshi Furukawa's eyes became a little moist.

Suddenly I really want to have a drink, get really drunk, so I won't have so many unrealistic expectations.

However, when carrying out a ghost-hunting mission, one cannot drink alcohol. Alcohol will numb one's will, make one less clear-headed, and slow down one's knife movements... all of which will become one's death warrant in the process of fighting evil spirits.

A gentle breeze brushed against his face. 'Hiroshi Furukawa' watched the man lead the girl away, then raised his head to look at the full moon in the darkness, his expression hardening.

Perhaps, for me, choosing to leave the Demon Slayer Corps and the path of demon hunting is a good option. Then, I could use the money I've earned from demon hunting missions over the years to find a place where no one knows me, find a girl I might like or might not like, get married, and have the happiness of an ordinary person...

These are just some thoughts...

He had never thought of it.

Ever since his happiness was wantonly destroyed by evil spirits amidst the smell of blood, he could never forget that blood-soaked night, nor the horrific scene of how the evil spirits killed his father and devoured his mother...

For him, happiness was shattered that night, and he could never go back.

He wants to kill all the ghosts in this world, one by one, so that evil spirits will no longer be allowed to wantonly destroy people's happiness.

Silently gripping the hilt of the sword hanging at his waist, Hiroshi Furukawa watched the figures holding hands as they walked towards the city gate, observing their happy backs.

Wasn't that his purpose in joining the Demon Slayer Corps?

Isn't it all about protecting the ordinary yet precious happiness right before our eyes?

Isn't it all about ensuring that this happiness isn't destroyed?

This is why, even knowing they will die on the path of demon slayers, not a single swordsman will be afraid or timid. Isn't this the very meaning of the Demon Slayer Corps' existence?

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Su Mu led Kanao by the hand toward the city gate. At this moment, he could clearly feel the gaze on him from behind, which made him tense. He even thought for a moment that his identity had been discovered by the Demon Slayer Corps swordsman, and he was almost ready to pick up Kanao and run away.

but

He forced himself to suppress the urge and continued walking like a passerby.

Until they walked out of the city gate.

Standing outside the city gate, no longer feeling the gaze of the Demon Slayer Corps swordsman, Su Mu finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's always better to avoid being discovered and thus avoid a potentially life-threatening bloody battle.

"Thanks to Kanao too."

Su Mu looked down and saw that the girl was looking up at him. He couldn't help but scratch the tip of Kanao's nose with his finger. It was because of Kanao's presence that people subconsciously ignored her. After all, how could a human and a ghost walk together in harmony?

Kanao looked at her uncle, blinked, and seemed unsure how to help him.

but……

It would be so great if I could help my uncle.

"Our journey ahead is a bit long, I'll carry you on my back."

Su Mu smiled, somewhat relaxed at this moment, and squatted down in front of Kanao as he spoke.

Kanao obediently climbed onto her uncle's back, gently wrapping her arms around his neck, her little head resting against his broad and warm back.

Once Kanao was safely on his back, Su Mu stood up, ready to leave.

Because they were still close to the town, and he was worried that running fast would attract the attention of the Demon Slayer Corps, he initially walked at the same pace as an ordinary person. To outsiders, the scene looked as ordinary as a father carrying his daughter home at night.

Carrying Kanao on his back, Su Mu walked at a normal pace while keeping an eye on his surroundings. There were many people leaving the city, and obviously no one was paying attention to him.

This slightly relaxed his vigilance, and all he needed to do now was find out where Kamado Tanjiro lived.

"I hope to find it soon, and then start searching for the Blue Spider Lily."

He thought to himself, and now that Kanao was by his side, even if the Blue Spider Lily bloomed during the day, he could have Kanao pick it for him.

By consuming the blue spider lily, one can overcome the demon's only flaw, becoming unaffected even when bathed in sunlight.

This is something that Muzan Kibutsuji has sought for a thousand years but could not obtain. If Muzan Kibutsuji knew that he had eaten something he had craved for a thousand years, I wonder what he would feel?

Won't I be furious?

Thinking of Muzan Kibutsuji's furious appearance, Su Mu, who had been tormented by the craving for "flesh and blood" lately, felt a rare sense of joy.

She couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, its coolness brushing against my cheeks, carrying a faint, sweet floral fragrance that filled my nostrils, and a warmth like the sun shining on my skin.

"vomit……"

Just smelling this odor made Su Mu want to vomit, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable all over.

The fragrance of the flowers, which smelled wonderful, was like a deadly poison to him.

"The fragrance of wisteria blossoms."

Almost instinctively, Su Mu knew what the scent was.

This fragrance is extremely deadly to demons. On Mount Fuji, the Demon Slayer Corps used wisteria trees to trap a group of demons on the mountaintop, thus making it a training ground for newly recruited swordsmen.

Unconsciously, Su Mu looked ahead.

Then you can see two incense sticks stuck in the ground on both sides of the road ahead. The incense is burning and the fragrance of wisteria flowers is coming from it.

Because of the common legends of evil spirits, some places often use incense and candles with the scent of wisteria flowers to ward off evil spirits.

Driven by his demonic instincts and aversion to the scent of wisteria, Su Mu almost instinctively avoided the path and walked to either side.

"stop."

Just as they had gone around him and taken a few steps, a person came running up from behind, panting heavily. The person's clothes were marked with wisteria flowers and he was not carrying a Nichirin Blade. Judging from the situation, he should be a "hermit" of the Demon Slayer Corps who was handling logistics.

Su Mu stopped in his tracks, his eyes, which were bloodshot, lowered slightly.

Turn around and let me see you.

The man, slightly out of breath, jogged along, muttering, "Why aren't we walking on the main road?"

He didn't suspect that Su Mu was a ghost. After all, there were swordsmen at the city gate who were specifically responsible for fighting ghosts, and this person was carrying a child on his back, so he was unlikely to be an evil ghost.

The orders from above are that if anyone deliberately avoids this place, we should go up and check on them. Who knows why this person is walking out of the main road?

Several people had gone to relieve themselves in the nearby field because they needed to urinate, and when he went up to ask them, he was scolded.

It's impossible that I'm so unlucky... I encountered a ghost, right?

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