Demon Slayer: My breathing technique went awry after Nezuko pushed me down.

"You brothers have such a good relationship."

"Right~" Upon hearing Tamayo's gentle voice, Shirakawa Yu immediately forgot about Tanjiro and his smile became bright and tender.

“If Ms. Tamayo also likes this kind of ‘feeling,’ I would absolutely not mind if you joined in.”

Tamayo tilted her head slightly and smiled faintly, "Mr. Kawabata is joking. I am not a combatant."

"Miss Tamayo, you misunderstand. I wasn't talking about camaraderie."

Shirakawa Yu grinned, revealing gleaming white teeth, and said with a suggestive smile, "We're related! For example... you could be this kid's 'sister-in-law'~"

"Hey?"

The sudden flirtation stunned Tamayo.

Tanjiro was dumbfounded too, (°Д°) ? ? ?

Yushiro even... cracked open.

"asshole--!!!"

Yushiro's roar nearly lifted the roof off. He sprang up from his seat, his eyes bloodshot, baring his teeth and claws as he tried to leap over the low table.

"How dare you be so frivolous towards Miss Tamayo! I'll kill you!!!"

"No, no, no! Mr. Yushiro, calm down!" Tanjiro was so frightened that he forgot about Nezuko's small feet and rushed over to hug Yushiro's waist.

"My senior brother has a sharp tongue! He, he loves to talk nonsense when he sees girls! He doesn't mean any harm! Really!"

Tamayo didn't seem to mind and smiled slightly.

He raised his hand and pressed it lightly, his voice still steady, "Yushiro, sit down."

This feels like I'm training a puppy.

"But Miss Tamayo! He—"

"sit down."

“...Yes.” Yushiro reluctantly sat back down, arms crossed, steam billowing from his nostrils.

Tamayo looked at Shirakawa Yu with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Mr. Yu is quite interesting. When you were taking a bath just now, Tanjiro mentioned your 'Color Breathing' to me."

"I never expected that not only was the breathing technique unique, but the people involved were also so...vivid."

“If you’re willing,” Shirakawa Yu leaned forward, his smile deepening, “we can get to know each other more ‘deeper’.”

Yushiro: "(╬◣д◢)" (The smoke intensifies)

Tanjiro: "(；￣д￣)" (Trying hard to restrain the nearly berserk Yushiro)

If Nezuko is so innocent and needs companionship...

Makomo is so innocent and needs to be teased.

Kanao, who is self-enclosed, needs to be penetrated.

Those who are rational, like Tamayo, need to attack, to attack without restraint.

Tamayo wasn't angry at Shirakawa Yu's nonsensical remarks; instead, she laughed out loud.

The laughter was soft and gentle, like the wind blowing through a wind chime.

"Alright. Then... how about we start by talking about your 'rare blood', Mr. Kawayu?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment.

Even the usually oblivious Tanjiro subconsciously tensed up.

After all, no matter how human-like Miss Tamayo and Mr. Yushiro may seem, they are still demons.

Even though they don't eat human flesh, blood... is still a necessity.

Chapter 41: Analysis of the Sudden Trigger of Gear Fourth!

Despite the sudden and sensitive question, Shirakawa Yu's smile remained unchanged, though his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ms. Tamayo's perception is very strong."

“After all, my Blood Demon Art is also closely related to ‘scent’,” Tamayo said frankly.

“Mr. Chuan Yu, from the moment you entered, you have been covering your entire body with your special breathing technique to conceal your aura. But the bloodstains left on your hilt have such a peculiar smell that even a faint trace is not hard to detect.”

"I see." Shirakawa Yu suddenly realized, no wonder.

The mention of blood brought Tanjiro back to his senses. "Brother, you're injured?! Where are you injured?!"

He immediately came over and frantically began groping around on Shirakawa Yu's body.

"Oh, it's nothing~" Shirakawa Yu said with a look of disgust, swatting away Tanjiro's hands that were groping around everywhere.

"I used too much force when I was cutting Muzan, and my thumb and forefinger cracked a little."

He spoke lightly, but that's not the whole story.

The "Heroine" slash that just struck Muzan almost exceeded the limits of his control.

He combined the base boosts from Makomo and Nezuko, and with Nezuko on his back, the power of his moves doubled.

At the same time, in pursuit of maximum damage, he forcibly compressed the energy blade, which could have extended much further, to less than twenty meters.

This full-force slash, nearly three times stronger than usual, not only injured Muzan.

He himself was also violently injured by the recoil, his tiger's mouth split open.

“However, Mr. Kawabata’s skill in concealing his aura is indeed superb,” Tamayo added, her tone tinged with admiration.

"If I hadn't 'recognized' your blood beforehand, even though we're sitting this close, I probably wouldn't have noticed."

Shirakawa Yu shook his head. "If he were that powerful, Muzan wouldn't have discovered him just now."

Tamayo was taken aback. "Just now... Mr. Kawawa was nearby the whole time?"

"I'm ashamed," Shirakawa Yu raised his hand slightly, "I was just squatting on the roof watching."

Upon hearing this, Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards Shirakawa Yu with tears in his eyes.

"Senior brother! So you've been secretly protecting me all along!"

He sobbed, "So... you were afraid Muzan would hurt me, so you deliberately lured him away, right?"

Shirakawa Yu was taken aback by the question, and her expression became somewhat subtle.

He didn't really want to claim this "noble" motive, but he also couldn't bring himself to say the blunt truth, "Actually, it was you who scared Muzan away, and he just happened to find me, so he took his anger out on me."

He could only shake his head vaguely and didn't reply.

But since we've come this far, to show our honesty, and also for Ms. Tamayo's sake...

With a thought, he deliberately removed the aura that had been constantly surrounding him.

The next second—

"Ugh!" Yushiro let out a suppressed growl, his eyes instantly becoming bloodshot.

He thought he had long since rid himself of his primal craving for blood, but at this moment, faced with the smell of rare blood on Shirakawa Yu's body (especially with fresh wounds), the restlessness was still hard to suppress.

Miss Tamayo... is slightly different.

A faint blush spread across her cheeks at a visible speed, extending all the way to the tips of her ears.

She subconsciously pursed her lips, her light purple eyes falling on Bai Chuanyu's face, slightly moist.

Shirakawa Yu was mentally prepared for this.

He had previously discovered that his rare blood might be due to long-term exposure to "Color Breathing".

It also became a bit "unconventional".

When faced with male demons, it is an extremely tempting and top-grade food.

But when faced with a female ghost...

This attraction... seems to be mixed with some other "feelings".

Especially when he actively activated his Color Breathing, releasing the warm pink current along with the rare blood aura...

"Okay...okay."

Tamayo's voice was several octaves softer than usual, with a slight wheezing quality, "Mr. Kawabata... um~ you, you should really try to hide your breathing..."

She felt her cheeks burning and her heart pounding a little.

But Shirakawa Yu didn't restrain himself at all; instead, the wicked smile on his face became even more pronounced.

“Ms. Tamayo, I thought... you had already completely resisted the urge to quell your bloodlust.”

Tamayo looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, her voice gentle yet subtly coquettish.

"I think in this world... there is probably no ghost that can completely resist your 'blood,' Mr. Kawabata."

Yes, of course we have it.

Shirakawa Yu raised an eyebrow dramatically, looked down at Nezuko in his arms, and waved his finger, which still had a slight bloodstain, in front of her. "Our little Nezuko is fine, right, little Nezuko?"

Nezuko blinked her pink eyes, staring at the finger that was so close to her, emitting an incredibly alluring fragrance.

Then--

"Awoo!"

Nezuko opened her little mouth and bit down on her finger.

Shirakawa Yu's smile froze.

Tanjiro: "Nezuko!" Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Tamayo burst out laughing.

She found it quite amusing that Bai Chuanyu's attempt to show off backfired and he ended up being humiliated.

In fact, Nezuko did not bite hard.

It gently holds it in its tiny teeth, its pink eyes sparkling, as if it has received a beloved toy.

But this action was enough to startle the easily frightened Tanjiro.