Infinite: Start as a ghost

Makomo severed the arm of the demon and rescued Giyu, which was already the umpteenth time she had saved him.

Murata chopped directly at the head of the demon, intending to take him down in one fell swoop.

"when……"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, startling Murata.

Chapter 7 Pretending to be a Good Person

The demon's hand lunged at Murata again, sending chills down Murata's spine.

Makomo stepped in and helped Murata out of his predicament.

“This ghost is too strong. We are no match for it. You take it and escape first, I'll cover you.”

Giyu Tomioka's bones had been crushed, and he could only lie on the ground in resentment.

Murata seized the opportunity to carry Giyu on his back and escape.

He felt that he and Giyu Tomioka were now a burden, and that Makomo was so strong that she would definitely be able to escape.

Ignoring Yiyong's resistance, he fled without looking back.

"Little girl, is this a good idea? You can't escape my grasp on your own." The Hand Demon grinned maliciously.

Makomo's face was ashen: "Enough nonsense, their departure will prevent it from affecting my performance."

"Is that so?" the Hand Ghost said quietly. "Then why didn't you notice the hand behind your back?"

Before Makomo could react, a hand pierced through her stomach from behind.

Makomo died...

On the other side, Murata ran for his life, but he was not strong enough and could not run fast while carrying Giyu.

The Hand Demon was almost unharmed, making it very easy to chase.

Before long, the two were caught up.

Giyu Tomioka closed his eyes in despair: "Put me down, it's all because of me."

Murata: "What are you thinking? Ms. Makomo will definitely buy us some time."

Giyu Tomioka's voice trembled: "She must have sacrificed herself, otherwise why would the Hand Demon be chasing us?"

Murata was shocked: "What?"

Giyu Tomioka: "Put me down, at least you can still escape."

The cowardly Murata did not give up this time: "No, we'll die together. You've shielded me from so much danger. I can't abandon you this time."

"As a fellow member of the Demon Slayer Corps, I am proud of you."

"Damn it, I thought that taking you away would give her a chance to escape."

"If I had stayed, if I hadn't been so scared that my legs went weak, you wouldn't be in this predicament at all."

"It's me who's to blame, not you."

As he spoke, tears welled up in Murata's eyes.

Giyu Tomioka: "You're right. We're facing demons. It's only natural to be afraid. The reason we became members of the Demon Slayer Corps is to protect those who are afraid."

"The mistake was that we weren't strong enough, that's all."

“Giyu-kun.” Murata was in tears.

"Have you said enough?" The Hand Ghost laughed wildly. "How touching! The heartfelt words before death are always so beautiful, hahaha."

"Leave me here and get out of here!" Giyuu cursed Murata.

"No, I can't let you down again. If we're going to die, we'll die together," Murata said firmly.

The Hand Ghost sneered, "Hahaha, what, you think you still have a chance to survive? You're all going to die."

The distance between the two continued to close, and soon they entered the attack range of the Hand Demon.

"die..."

Countless giant hands reached out amidst the despair in their eyes.

At that moment, a figure stood in front of them, blocking the countless giant hands.

He had to stop them, or those two idiots would really die.

Jiang Jiu's face was grim. He vaguely realized why these two had ended up in a hopeless situation.

Logically speaking, Murata and Yoshiyuki Tomioka could only be said to know each other, but were not close.

In the days that followed, Giyu Tomioka completely forgot about Murata's existence and didn't even recognize him.

Murata wasn't originally among those who fought the Hand Demon, so these two wouldn't have ended up in this certain-death situation.

It was all because of him, Jiang Jiu's intervention.

If he hadn't intercepted Murata earlier, Giyu Tomioka wouldn't have made a move, and the two would have passed each other without ever meeting.

If Giyu Tomioka hadn't attacked him, he wouldn't have been so badly injured.

Although he had rested for a few days and his injuries had healed considerably, as a human being, how easy is it to recover? Especially since there were no treatment options available.

Therefore, when he fought against the Hand Demon, he repeatedly failed, and his fighting power could not even reach 50% of its original level.

Otherwise, how could he have been caught so easily, with all his bones crushed?

Makomo is doomed, but Giyu won't necessarily be unable to escape.

Ultimately, it was ginger that saved the day.

"It's you?" Murata and Giyu Tomioka were taken aback.

"Looks like you guys are doing pretty badly," Jiang Jiu said indifferently.

"Run! This ghost is dangerous!" Yi Yong shouted urgently.

"Danger?" Jiang Jiu laughed. "Have you forgotten that I'm a ghost too?"

Murata and Yoshiyuki were taken aback; they had subconsciously overlooked the question.

"I am immortal, and he doesn't have the Nichirin Blade, so how could I be in danger?" Jiang Jiu laughed. "You all should leave quickly, I'll hold him off."

A strange and inexplicable feeling arose in their hearts.

Being saved by a ghost for the first time was a truly strange feeling.

The hand ghost was puzzled: "Hey, you're a ghost, right? Why are you helping humans?"

Jiang Jiu said calmly, "Before you became a ghost, you were also a human. Why did you attack humans?"

The Hand Ghost laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you said that you were only human before you became a ghost. Now that I'm a ghost, why don't I attack humans?"

Chapter 8 Beating Up the Ghost

"Aren't you going to leave?" Jiang Jiu glanced at the two of them.

Without saying a word, Murata quickly ran away.

Jiang Jiu: "..."

Damn, how come this guy is so decisive and quick to run away?

At least say something like thank you.

"Trying to leave?" The giant hand swung again, grabbing at the two.

Jiang Jiu smiled and blocked her way: "With me here, do you still want to lay a hand on those two?"

Having observed him secretly beforehand, he already had a very good understanding of the Ghost's methods.

"Damn it, how dare you disturb my enjoyment of delicious food! You'd better die!" the Hand Ghost roared.

He hadn't taken the four-man attack seriously before, but he was ruthless towards Jiang Jiu.

Because before, they were enjoying themselves; now, they are angry.

Jiang Jiu looked at the two people who had gone far away and said, "It seems that I no longer need to hold back my strength."

"Drink..." he roared, unleashing his full power, and punched a large part of the Hand Ghost's body apart.

"Wh...what?" The Hand Demon exclaimed in shock, "So strong, why didn't we know you existed before?"

He recovered his strength while talking.

"Ha, the so-called strongest hand demon of Fujikasane Mountain only has a power of a mere fifty-something. It would be foolish of me to have any expectations of you."

"What Hand Ghost? What fifty-odd points of strength?" Hand Ghost roared in fury, waving its giant hand again: "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hand Ghost" is a nickname given to it by fans; the author did not give it its real name.

He was just a minor boss in the early stages, or rather, an elite monster, a nobody.

Its strength is inferior to Jiang Jiu's, its speed is inferior to Jiang Jiu's, and its only advantage is its extremely large number of hands.

"Relying on strength won't help my growth; I should practice my footwork more."

Jiang Jiu thought to himself that the sheer number of hands could cause him some trouble, and dodging them wouldn't be an easy task.

However, this is only true if Jiang Jiu only dodges and does not defend.

If someone cannot easily dodge an attack when their speed, reaction time, and dynamic vision far surpass their opponent's, it means their strength is not yet sufficient.

He needs to practice dodging from "barely" to "easily".

So the two fought a prolonged battle of attrition.

Hand Ghost, panting, said, "Damn it, are you a rat? You're so good at hiding. Don't underestimate me!"

Jiang Jiu smiled slightly: "You can't even touch me, so don't talk big."

Jiang Jiu dodged with great difficulty, but even if she managed to dodge, she still managed to avoid it and wasn't hurt in the slightest.

"Hmph, you wretched rat, watch me catch you."

Countless giant hands swept towards Jiang Jiu, reaching out from above, in front of him, and on the ground, surrounding him completely.