Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

If the lower half of his face hadn't been covered in blood, he could be considered a handsome ghost.

He's at least more human than that six-eyed guy I met a few years ago.

Doma looked Kanae and Yayoi up and down.

Similarly, Yayoi and Kanae were also looking Doma up and down, who was still sitting on the ground, his whole body radiating the word "relaxed".

The demon in front of them had no intention of hiding the inscription in its eyes. Well, it was Upper Moon Two, after all. If nothing unexpected happened, it would be the third most powerful demon, so there was no need for it to hide anything.

"He's a damn old bastard." Yayoi immediately complained, holding her Nichirin Blade horizontally in front of her, ready to deal with the Blood Demon Art at any moment.

Could it be that he's like Upper Moon One, a lunatic?

As if he had found a more satisfying prey, Doma quickly merged the girl in his arms into his body in front of Yayoi and Kanae. He picked up the girl's fallen ribbon hair ornament from the ground and kissed it, as if mourning a lover.

However, his gaze remained fixed on Kanae and Yayoi.

Picking up the golden iron fan that was placed to the side, Doma stood up, unfolded the fan, and held it in front of him, smiling as he greeted Kanae and Yayoi:

"The night is so beautiful. I'm so lucky to have met two such beautiful ladies."

"Do you need my help to reach the blissful world where there is no suffering?"

"Oh, by the way, my name is Douma. I don't know the names of you two ladies yet."

Yayoi got goosebumps from Doma's sarcastic tone and spat on the ground without giving him any face.

"It's absolutely disgusting."

"You piece of trash, all you need to remember is that I'm your father."

Chapter 96 You must survive, Kanae

"my father?"

Doma tilted his head and looked at Yayoi with great interest.

If you don't open your mouth, you're like a small cake; but once you open it, you turn into a bomb.

Then let's eat her first~

Closing the iron fan and resting it on his chin, Douma looked at Yayoi with a smile, "He went to the Pure Land hundreds of years ago."

"Pretty young lady, are you going to keep him company?"

Not wanting to waste any more words on this lunatic, Yayoi gripped her Nichirin Blade tightly and launched an attack on Doma.

"Breathing of Thunder - Fourth Form: Far Thunder!"

Just to be on the safe side, Yayoi did not rush to get closer to Doma.

Incidentally, it also prevented Kanae from taking the initiative to approach Doma's sword technique starting stance.

"We don't know what this guy's Blood Demon Art is like yet. Kanae, you work with me first to figure out his strength before deciding how to fight him."

"Okay." Kanae readily agreed, and like Yayoi, she used a longer-range attack to surround Doma.

"Breath of Flowers - Second Form - Plum Blossom Shadow!"

"Oh dear, two against one? That's so unfair!"

Tong remained calm in the face of the two attacks, the iron fan still resting on his chin. Just as the attacks were about to hit his face, he opened the iron fan with such speed that the two of them barely saw it and swung it straight ahead.

"Blood Demon Art: Lotus Leaf Ice".

The attack and defense shifted, and countless lotus-shaped ice blades flew at incredible speed from in front of Doma's golden iron fan towards Yayoi and Kanae, not only neutralizing their attacks but also forcing them to swing their swords to block the ice lotuses that were right in front of them.

Even though she managed to deflect most of the lotus petals, after a series of defenses, a faint bloodstain appeared on Yayoi's face.

"Oh dear, how rude of me! How could such an ugly wound be on the face of such a beautiful young lady?"

"Are you mocking your mother?" Yayoi raised her hand to wipe the blood seeping from her face. "You're just ugly and talkative."

"Hmm?" Douma put away the iron fan, rested it on his chin, and frowned slightly.

Having become a demon and spent decades fighting his way up to the position of Upper Moon Two, during the hundreds of years he served as the leader of the Gokuraku-kyō (Paradise Cult) as a demon, Doma had never had the opportunity to hear so much vulgar language.

Even if they occasionally leave the Blissful Sect to seek out some delicious snacks, the most those pretty girls will do is let out some shrill screams before they die.

"How could a girl say such vulgar things? I really don't understand."

Doma tilted his head, looked at Yayoi with a puzzled expression, and sighed with some regret.

"Fine, I'll just try to find a way to make you speechless."

"Blood Demon Art: Frozen Clouds".

Vast swaths of white mist appeared out of thin air from the fan that had reopened, and rapidly spread toward Yayoi and Kanae.

At this point, anyone who isn't stupid can tell that this massive Blood Demon Spell is no pushover.

The two retreated one after the other. Kanae was slower and inhaled a small amount of ice crystals hidden in the white mist. She immediately felt a sharp pain in her lungs, as if her respiratory tract had been damaged by this insidious blood demon magic.

"Watch out for his Blood Demon Art!"

Kanae covered her lungs, trying to use the warmth of her palms to ward off the cold air that was rapidly spreading throughout her respiratory tract.

"Inhaling that white gas can damage the lungs, and in severe cases it may cause necrosis."

Kanae was interrupted by Yayoi before she could finish speaking, "I know."

"Ok?"

"Because I also have some lung pain right now."

Even Yayoi got infected...

Kanae gave a desperate smile.

There's simply no way to deal with an Upper Moon demon whose Blood Demon Art can create area-of-effect suppression.

To avoid having your lungs frozen by the Blood Demon Art, you must hold your breath, but holding your breath means you can't use any breathing techniques at all.

"Oh dear~ why don't you two continue trying to defeat me?"

In the thick fog, Douma's teasing voice rang out, followed by footsteps, seemingly heading in the direction of the two.

"Should we retreat first?" Kanae asked Yayoi beside her.

"We can't withdraw."

Yayoi, with her more acute hearing, caught the subtle sound of something cutting through the air. She flashed in front of Kanae and blocked an ice blade that looked like a lotus petal.

"This ghost probably has other area-of-effect attacks. Retreating and exposing your back will only make you die faster."

His life story includes the experience of fighting Upper Moon One and surviving. Although there might be some exaggeration in that story, it still has some value.

At least when facing an Upper Moon demon, one can use Kokushibo as a benchmark to quickly determine whether or not they can fight.

"Oh my, such a quick reaction, I love it." Doma's figure emerged from the thick fog, smiling at Yayoi.

"To be able to merge with such a beautiful and powerful lady, just thinking about it is enough to make my heart pound."

Doma crossed his arms over his chest, making a blissful expression.

“He didn’t choose to get close and kept his distance from us. Now I can only gamble that he’s a bit fragile and that my attack will be effective.”

Yayoi whispered to Kanae behind her back.

"You must not get close to him later. If I fail, Kanae, you must retreat immediately and bring the information back."

"Yayoi, no, I can't..." Kanae's hand holding the knife trembled.

Kanae knew perfectly well what would be left for Yayoi after her retreat.

"Do you want us all to die here, and then more swordsmen to die one after another at this guy's hands because of insufficient information?!" Yayoi shouted angrily, urging Kanae to leave.

Yayoi, who is faster, is clearly the one more likely to bring the information back.

“I’ll hold him off. Yayoi, you take the information back.”

As Kanae spoke, she made a move to launch an attack on Doma, abandoning her passive defense and no longer caring that the Blood Demon Art would damage her lungs.

He risked his life to fight for a chance of survival for his dearest friend.

"Heh, how long can you hold him off?" Yayoi sneered, her words dripping with sarcasm. "Don't blame me for being blunt, you won't last three moves against him."

Not far away, Doma seemed to quite enjoy watching Kanae and Yayoi's "internal strife," and didn't launch an attack. Instead, he tapped the handle of his golden iron fan against his chin, feigning distress as he offered advice:

"Oh dear, let's not fight."

"So what if I eat you all together?"

"That way you can be together forever."

Kanae is a gentle person; the entire Demon Slayer Corps knows that.

But Kanae is stubborn at heart, and Yayoi knows that.

She's the type of person who won't listen to advice.

If I don't make a decision for Kanae soon, I'm afraid I won't even be able to leave a last message.

"Please pass on a message to my fiancé."

“Tell him that he must serve me in mourning for at least three years, and that he is not allowed to marry during those three years.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yayoi spun around and kicked Kanae in the stomach, sending her flying out of the alley.

No matter how strong your hands are, they can't compare to these legs that have been breathing thunder for years.

That kick would definitely injure Kanae's internal organs.

It will eventually get better with some rest; it's better than getting stuck here and suffering.

"How cruel! How could you lay a hand on your own comrade?"

Aren't you good friends?

How could you do this?

Doma clutched his chest, seemingly feeling sorry for Kanae.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, making a gesture as if to unleash the Blood Demon Art in the direction where Kanae had been sent flying.

"Thunder Breathing - First Form: Lightning Flash!"