Demon Slayer: The Naruto Hashira is a pure villain!

He was unwilling to accept it. Why couldn't he kill this old monster who had lived for hundreds of years?

Why can't I be the one who lives for hundreds of years?

When she hit the wall, her back hurt so much that Yayoi's vision went black.

Intense pain, extreme anger, and deep resentment intertwined, causing Yayoi's heart rate to soar to nearly two hundred.

Body temperature also rises steadily as heart rate increases.

Yayoi thought it was adrenaline that wanted to give it one last shot, to give herself more energy to complete the revolving lantern show.

After thinking it over, I realized that I didn't have that many regrets at all.

Damn it! I haven't lived long enough!

If I could live for hundreds of years, I'd be happy for a long time even just watching a revolving lantern when I die.

It wasn't until red lines appeared on her forehead, jawline, and neck, hidden beneath the bloodstains, and her body temperature and heart rate remained at this high level, that Yayoi realized with a start that the toxins that had frozen her hands and feet and rendered her immobile were being gradually eliminated under the high body temperature.

Hey~ I've evolved?!

Although the underlying reasons are unknown, the situation is indeed developing in a positive direction.

Unlike some hot-blooded traitor who got up on the spot and shouted that he wanted to fight Doma to the death, Yayoi did not do that.

Instead, he pretended to be unable to move, waiting for Douma to lower his guard and approach him.

Just as Doma was about to devour her, Yayoi tricked him.

What kind of martial ethics are you talking about when fighting ghosts?

Don't they also dare not stand in the sunlight and fight themselves squarely?

They're about the same.

The battle between the two sides was all about information asymmetry. Yayoi did not show Doma that she was completely unaffected by the toxins, and continued to pretend that she had forcibly stood up by sheer willpower.

He was only thinking about finding another opportunity to trick Tong Mo.

It would be best if we could cut his neck, but it doesn't matter if we can't, as long as we hold out until dawn.

When the sun is right behind you, whoever runs away will be a coward.

He was just short of spitting out blood after Doma summoned two ice maidens to indicate that he was at his limit, but this cautious guy didn't fall for it at all, and no matter how he tried to provoke him, it was useless.

Faced with two ice figures wielding fans who looked exactly like Doma, Yayoi immediately went on high alert.

Could it be... that they can all unleash Blood Demon Arts?

"Blood Demon Art: Snowfall in the Withered Garden".

"Blood Demon Art: Scattered Lotus Flowers".

The two ice clones simultaneously waved their golden iron fans, unleashing the Blood Demon Technique.

It's like what I feared most came true.

One doma couldn't even defeat him, and now one big doma has given birth to two little doma on the spot.

This is unbearable!

Lotus-shaped ice blades and winding ice pillars—the ice dragon attacked Yayoi from different directions.

Every attack was aimed at killing Yayoi.

Fortunately, with the help of her markings, Yayoi managed to dodge the dense barrage of attacks.

I thank myself and my master for forcing me to learn Thunder Breathing.

As Yayoi dodged the attack, she silently paid tribute to the old man in Momoyama, who had indirectly saved her life once again after so many years.

It would be difficult to dodge such a dense attack if you used any other breathing technique, right?

"Thunder Breathing - First Form - Thunderclap Flash Eight-Strike Combo!"

So fast that it was impossible to predict where they would land, after eight consecutive flashes of lightning, the two younger children, who were clearly less intelligent than the older one, were chopped into pieces.

Even the iron fans in their hands were nothing more than empty shells, far less hard than the one in Ōdōma's hand.

"Oh my? It defeated my clone so quickly. It truly is the most delicious dessert I've ever tasted."

Doma clapped Yayoi with great seriousness, "Really, you're the strongest Demon Slayer swordsman I've ever met."

"It seems I'll have to fight you myself."

Doma gripped the fan handle with both hands and unfolded it with a "whoosh".

The golden fan surface reflected the rising sunlight, making it somewhat dazzling.

"Hmm? Why is it getting light earlier than the past few days?"

Yayoi, who had seized the opportune moment, breathed a sigh of relief.

If the fight continues, even after I've evolved, I might not come out on top.

He had only gained a huge boost in strength and speed, but the injuries he had sustained before were not healed at all; the bleeding was still gushing out.

Although the body is not continuously invaded by ice-type toxins, the body temperature does fluctuate repeatedly between dropping and rising.

Evolution and excessive blood loss are locked in a struggle, and Yayoi is afraid that she might suddenly bleed to death on the spot.

Even if you lose, you can't lose face. Seeing that Doma was about to run away, Yayoi couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"What? Now you know how to run away? If you're so capable, let's fight another three hundred rounds. Whoever runs away is a coward."

Douma, who had already leaped onto the wall, stopped, veins bulging on his forehead, and turned to give a cold laugh.

"I hope you'll still say that next time we meet!"

"Blood Demon Art: Frozen Ice Pillar"

Finally, Doma unleashed a powerful attack on Yayoi.

More than a dozen ice spikes, each requiring two people to encircle, fell from the sky, crashing down directly towards Yayoi and a ten-meter radius around her.

"Damn it!" Mi was so angry that her vision blurred, and she gave the middle finger to the fleeing Doma.

There was no way to dodge it. Yayoi clicked her tongue and gripped her Nichirin Blade tightly.

Cut as much as you can.

Damn it, why can't this damn Thunder Breathing have more high-damage, wide-range sword techniques?

It's all about single-target high burst damage, or area control that barely causes damage. This situation is very passive.

Having exhausted all other options, Yayoi abandoned defensive positions that wouldn't result in fatal injuries and focused on the ice pillars hurtling towards her vital points.

"Breathing of Thunder - Fifth Form..."

Before Yayoi could even unleash her Fifth Form, which could barely function as an area-of-effect attack, a dark green breathing technique effect accompanied by a terrified voice appeared in front of her.

"Wind Breathing - Fourth Form - Rising Sandstorm!"

Yes, that's right. This kind of breathing sword technique, which has both range and damage, is what I, Kuwashima Yayoi, should learn.

Seeing Sanemi appear in front of her to save the day, Yayoi smiled.

Due to massive blood loss, Yayoi experienced tinnitus and dizziness.

You can see Sanemi's mouth opening and closing, but you can't hear what he's saying.

"I am fine."

"You don't have to be a widow anymore."

The sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible. After receiving the signal that it was "completely safe," the brain immediately cut off the supply of adrenaline to all organs.

The Nichirin Blade slipped from her hand and crashed onto the floor tiles with a loud thud. Yayoi's legs buckled, and she knelt down on the ground.

Before her beautiful face made intimate contact with the ground, Sanemi held her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

"Yayoi! Cheer up!"

"Don't sleep! Please, don't sleep!"

"Look at me, look at me!"

"Yayoi——!"

Chapter 99 Yes! It's not your wife who's going to die, so you're not in a hurry!

After finishing a mission, Sanemi went to headquarters to report the recent intelligence to the lord. When he learned that Yayoi and Kanae had been sent to carry out the mission in which dozens of girls had disappeared without a trace, Sanemi lost his temper for the first time in front of the lord. He overturned Kagaya's table on the spot, and Kōchin was unable to stop him.

"How could you only send Yayoi and Chocho to carry out this kind of mission?!"

Anger surged to his head, and Sanemi even forgot to use honorifics. If Kurokichi hadn't held Sanemi's arms tightly behind his back, Kagaya's collar would probably be in Sanemi's hands.

"Sanemi, please calm down. Miss Kuwashima and Miss Butterfly are both powerful Pillar-level swordsmen. They definitely wouldn't..."

"How can you expect me to stay calm! What if that ghost is a blood demon that can cast instant-death spells on girls, or..."

That's why it's said that Sakyamuni was able to enter Yayoi's Dharma eyes.

The two shared surprisingly similar views on certain matters.

"Sanemi! Calm down, there's no way such a demon could exist!"

When he heard even Kuang Jin advising him to stay calm, Sanemi's mental state completely collapsed.

Shoving Kuang Jin aside, Sanemi turned her anger towards him, shouting, "Yes! The one in danger right now is Yayoi! She's just a Pillar-level swordsman to you, a pawn you can easily discard!"

"So you guys can so casually advise me to calm down!"

"She is my wife! She is one and only to me! How can you expect me to remain calm?!"

Seeing that Kuang Jin still looked like he was trying to persuade her, Shimi felt a chill in her heart.

"Alright, Kubino Masachika. Now I know what kind of person you are."

"If one day, I were the one who might be in danger, would you also remain calm for the sake of the so-called greater good or for the sake of hierarchy?"

Kuang Jin opened his mouth, but it felt like his throat was stuffed with a wad of wet cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

No statement was an admission, which made Sanemi so angry that his eyes turned red.

However, Sanemi couldn't treat Kōjin the same way he treated Yōya after spending three years with his senior brother who had taken care of him for so long.