Demon Slayer: I am a Demon

As the sun sets

Night falls.

That is the time when evil spirits roam at night.

At this time, evil spirits will come out to search for food.

The demon, who had been hiding all day, emerged from the cave, took the human girl's hand, and walked towards the distant town.

…………

The remote town was almost completely dark at night, and every household had its doors tightly shut.

Su Mu led Kanao into the town and headed toward a house where lights were still faintly lit. Soon they arrived at the tightly closed door.

In the past, if he wanted to ask the owner of the room something at night, he would have to break in and make quite a commotion to achieve his goal.

but now

He looked at Kanao, who was standing obediently beside him, and gently patted her head.

Kanao exhaled slightly, then jogged to the door, stretched out her small hand, and gently knocked on the door.

As the knocking sounded, footsteps could be faintly heard from inside the room. The person inside looked out through the doorway and saw a very delicate and beautiful girl before opening the door a crack.

"Whose daughter is this? What are you doing knocking on the door?"

The room's owner was an elderly man. Although he was still somewhat wary, he relaxed a little when he saw that it was a child.

"Grandpa, my uncle and I went to stay with relatives, but we can't find the place. We wanted to ask you for directions."

Kanao said crisply, following her uncle's instructions.

The old man peeked out and saw Su Mu standing not far away, waiting.

Seeing the old man looking over, Su Mu nodded slightly.

However, those scarlet eyes made the old man tighten his grip on the door slightly. He turned around, looked at the cute-looking girl, and hesitated for a moment before deciding not to close the door: "Tell me, do you recognize me?"

"Their surname is 'Kamado,' and their family runs a charcoal business. The head of the household is named Kamado Tanjuro, they have a son named Kamado Tanjiro, and a daughter named Nezuko..."

Kanao immediately followed her uncle's instructions.

The old man thought for a moment, then shook his head:

"There are a few charcoal businesses in town, but none of them have the surname 'Kamado,' and no one in town has ever heard of Kamado Tanjuro..."

Hearing that he didn't recognize her, Su Mu was somewhat disappointed, but he was also somewhat used to it, so he waved to Kanao.

Following her uncle's instructions, Kanao politely said, "I'm sorry, grandpa, for bothering you."

After saying that, she jogged towards her uncle.

Su Mu reached out and took Kanao's hand, then headed to the next location.

The old man watched the man and woman walking away in the dead of night, hesitated for a moment, and then called out to them, "It's too dark and dangerous outside at night. If you don't mind, you can rest at my house for the night, and tomorrow..."

"No need, thank you very much."

Su Mu nodded slightly, then took Kanao's hand and entered the even darker night.

"Walking alone at night this late, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

The old man shook his head and closed the doors and windows again.

Walking in the night, Su Mu turned his head and glanced at Kanao. With Kanao by his side, it was much easier to ask questions. Even if one family refused, it was always better to try two more.

In the past, if he knocked on the door alone at night, he wouldn't receive such treatment. Often, he would have to resort to force, which would inadvertently escalate the situation and take a lot of time.

But now, the time spent is actually the time spent traveling.

"Let's move on to the next place."

Once they left the town and were alone, Su Mu carried Kanao on his back, which greatly increased his speed.

"Uncle, was it okay if I asked that question?"

"Very good. If your uncle asks, he probably won't even open the door."

"Did it help your uncle?"

"Um."

"That's really great."

In the pitch-black night, the faint sound of a girl's happy voice could be heard.

…………

mountains and wilderness

A campfire was burning, and a small pot hung from a simple wooden frame erected over it. The aroma of food wafted from the pot, and in the flickering firelight, a girl wearing a short kimono with a plum blossom pattern was squatting beside the pot.

"It'll be ready soon, and everyone will be able to enjoy hot food in a little while."

Makomo lifted a corner of the pot lid, saw that it was almost ready, and spoke to the swordsmen gathered around the campfire.

"Actually, we also brought some dry food, so we can just eat that."

A swordsman laughed and said, "Actually, there's no need to go to so much trouble."

"That won't do. Only by eating well can you have the energy to work."

Beneath the fox mask, the girl shook her head: "Perfect timing. I'm also in charge of food for Master and everyone at Mount Narrow Mist, but I don't know if my cooking will suit your tastes."

With that, Makomo turned her head, her beautiful eyes behind the mask looking at everyone: "But even if it doesn't taste good, you all have to eat it!"

"Ha, we'll definitely eat it all. Even if it's poison made by Miss Makomo, we'll drink it all."

A swordsman made a joke.

"It's nothing, why would I poison anyone?"

When the food seemed almost ready, Makomo started distributing it to everyone.

On a cold night, swallowing hot food warmed everyone up.

After distributing the food to everyone, Makomo packed the remaining food into a small box and then sat by the campfire to eat it in small bites.

Hiroshi Furukawa sat down next to them with the food in his hand: "Thank goodness Ms. Makomo helped make food at night, otherwise we would all be eating cold, hard dry rations."

"It's nothing, just something I did. Besides, everyone has had a long day. I've been with you all but haven't been able to help with anything. I'm just glad that you don't mind that I've made some food for you."

"How could I possibly complain? Besides, Ms. Makomo's cooking is delicious."

Hiroshi Furukawa shook his head, his face full of admiration, but thinking about the outcome of the day, he sighed slightly: "It's a pity we couldn't find that demon."

"Could you tell me more about that ghost?"

Makomo tilted her head and looked at Hiroshi Furukawa next to her, looking puzzled.

The mask concealed Makomo's face, but her star-like, beautiful eyes momentarily stunned him. He quickly turned his head away: "That's a truly despicable demon, cruel and murderous, and exceptionally skilled at disguise. We've already lost a 'Hermit' and a full-fledged swordsman to this demon. We've been tracking it these past few days..."

"I really hope we find that demon soon and sever its neck with our Nichirin Blade."

Makomo clenched her fist slightly.

Hiroshi Furukawa couldn't help but steal a glance at the girl, admiring her slender and beautiful figure and her jet-black hair.

A faint, pleasant fragrance wafted past my nose, like a tingling current flowing through my heart. So I quickly stood up and went elsewhere.

Makomo looked up, somewhat puzzled, as 'Hiroshi Furukawa' left. She had wanted to ask him some questions about demons.

Whether it was her imagination or not, under the faint moonlight, Makomo felt that the other person's ears seemed a little red.