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

It was very slow, and very slow; it probably only dropped by a centimeter or two.

Two minutes...

The blood pool is being consumed more, and the rate at which it is decreasing is also accelerating.

Three minutes...

"Whoosh! Sizzle—!!"

The sound of water breaking through the surface, accompanied by a sharp gasp, echoed in the silent space.

A figure shot into the sky from the pool of blood.

Black bat wings flapped behind it, and at the tips of each wing was a gleaming golden eye.

The figure took two deep breaths and then sighed heavily.

Then, exhausted, he flapped his wings, flew to the shelf next to him, and casually picked up a robe to put on.

He waved, opened the door, and went inside.

On the other side of the door, Shirakawa Yu was raising his hand, looking at his watch and calculating the time.

"Four minutes. It seems the self-destruct process is quite mature."

Opposite him, Yushiro hung his head listlessly like a salted fish dangling from its wing, motionless and not daring to respond.

"Don't be sad, you're also contributing to the safety of our vampire clan."

Shirakawa Yu, on the other hand, seemed quite excited.

"From now on, whenever you go out, no matter what unsolvable problems or difficulties you encounter, you can self-destruct with a single thought. The bats will immediately take a small part of your body back to the blood pool and then revive you."

"Absolutely unbeatable, okay?!"

Listening to Shirakawa Yu's nonchalant and detached remarks, Yushiro finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"What you say is true, but why don't you change the person? Why do you keep making me do this?!"

"In two hours, you made me explode eleven times!"

"You're obviously doing this on purpose!!!"

“They’re all busy,” Shirakawa Yu shrugged.

"What are you so busy with?!" Yushiro exclaimed in exasperation.

"Busy decorating these damn wings?!"

"Oh my gosh~! Those damn wings?" Shirakawa Yu took two steps forward with a smile. "What? You still don't want them?"

"As he said this, he stretched out his hand, as if to say, 'If you don't want it, give it back to me. Why are you flying in the air and reluctant to come down?'"

Yushiro froze.

He instinctively flew backward, creating some distance between himself and Shirakawa Yu.

Then, with her head down and face flushed, she muttered a couple of words hesitantly.

"It's not that... I don't want it..."

"Tch, what a hypocrite."

Shirakawa Yu rolled her eyes.

Just now, based on my family's complaints, I felt that having only one eye was really unsightly.

In addition, everyone was staring intently at the wings behind them.

Shirakawa Yu had a flash of inspiration and simply added two more bats to each person.

They transformed the original eyeballs into wings.

This made them extremely happy.

They were having a great time playing in the sky.

Especially when that girl Xiaomei thought the wings were ugly from the bottom of her heart, she unconsciously used her Blood Demon Art to modify them.

It's no wonder that mischievous children are always prone to breaking the rules.

As they flew, they noticed that the fleshy membrane on Xiaomei's wings was covered with beautiful ribbons.

And even the shape is gradually changing.

Furthermore, these ribbon wings also incorporate the characteristics of her abilities, allowing them to extend, retract, and be used for attack.

Instantly, everyone became interested.

Can you still play like this?

of course can!

However, none of them, including Shirakawa Yu, knew this beforehand.

Or perhaps it was something I didn't think of at the time.

Since Shirakawa Yu's bats can temporarily allow them to borrow Divine Speed, Crimson Arrow, and Infinite Castle.

Then, there's no reason why Muzan shouldn't be able to use his cell control.

Soon, all sorts of fluttering moths appeared in the sky.

Like Nezuko's cool fire wings, they come with their own burning and purifying properties.

Tamayo's Enchanted Feathers are as beautiful as a kaleidoscope, with patterns constantly changing on their surface. Looking at them for too long can even make you feel dizzy.

The white, silky feathers of the twigs and beads are twofold: one is thicker and heavier, primarily for defense; the other is lighter, leaving trails of silk when it flies.

What appears to be behind Shinobu is a pair of butterfly wings, beautiful and captivating.

Of course, it also contains toxins.

Kanao's original Blood Demon Art was wings. After incorporating Shirakawa Yu's abilities, the combination of the two made her the fastest flyer among everyone.

Whenever she was in the sky, Shirakawa Yu could not see her taillights.

Sanemi's imposing, blood-flowing wings, which increased his body surface area, could even elevate his Blood Demon Art to a higher level...

Looking at the scene of hundreds of flowers blooming in the sky, Shirakawa Yu really felt that sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone.

Everyone kept saying he loved to play, and now look what happened.

When they have their own new toys.

No one spoke; everyone was having more fun than the last.

If we're talking about who suffered the most, it has to be Kanae and Makomo.

They don't have that kind of fun.

Makomo's little mouth is so pouty you could hang an oil can on it.

But Shirakawa Yu thought the two of them were the coolest.

no way.

No human being can resist flying.

Similarly, no descendant of the Yellow Emperor could refuse... flying on a sword.

Watching them stand on their swords with their hands behind their backs, flying through the air...

Shirakawa Yu was practically drooling.

Besides him, many other people were also drooling.

Chapter 350 Everyone, Transform!

"Who...who's envious!"

"I...I'm not envious at all!!!"

"Wipe your drool!? Wipe what drool?"

"Under the mask?... Oh... I'm... I'm hungry!"

"Yes! I'm starving!"

"Just kidding! I'm a mountain king, and mountain kings are all about hard work and honesty. How could I possibly envy these things..."

"I...I'll say it again!"

"I have absolutely no interest in flying!!!"

Inosuke squatted on the roof of the Haku Mansion, shouting in shame and indignation.

Even so, his eyes, hidden beneath the boar's headgear, remained fixed on the sky.

He thought that with the hood covering him, no one could see him.

But he forgot that Shirakawa Yu possessed a transparent world...

Compared to his arrogance, Zenitsu is much more honest.

Shirakawa Yu brought Yushiro, who had completed the experiment, back to the Shirakawa residence.

An extra pendant appeared on her leg.

Zenitsu hugged his thighs with both hands and sandwiched his calves between his legs.

For every step Bai Chuanyu took, he cried out; for every movement Bai Chuanyu made, he pleaded.

"Lord Ghost Pillar! Your Majesty! God Emperor! I beg you! I don't care if I become a vampire, I just want those wings!"

"I'm willing to be your slave!"

"I'll do anything you ask, Your Majesty."

Bai Chuanyu was helpless, looking at his pants covered in snot and tears from this brat.

He didn't even quite understand.

"You'd rather give up vampires than wings?"

"why?"