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

Zenitsu looked up instantly, his eyes shining like light bulbs.

"So handsome! Your Majesty the Divine Emperor!"

"So cool!"

"And then?" Shirakawa Yu seemed to have already guessed Zenitsu's thoughts.

"I believe that as long as I show off these wings, no girl will refuse my confession."

Zenitsu shouted excitedly, "That's it! I can get married now!"

"Tsk~! Just as I expected..."

Shirakawa Yu, with a look of disgust, delivered a spinning whip kick, forcefully throwing Zenitsu away.

"My vampire insignia is for you to use to pick up girls!?"

"You little pervert!"

The next second, Zenitsu scrambled back.

With tears welling up in her eyes, she hugged his leg again.

"Your Majesty the Divine Emperor~~~~ Please have pity on me~~~~~"

Completely exasperated by this persistent pest, Shirakawa Yu sighed heavily.

Turning his head to the side, he looked at Tanjiro, who was tilting his head back in the middle of the yard, his neck probably stiff.

At this moment, the struggle on his face was no longer concealed.

Whenever Nezuko flew down from the sky, her wings trailed a string of tiny sparks, like a tail sprinkled with gold dust, as she passed in front of him.

His inner conflict will only increase.

Especially when Nezuko, with a bright smile on her face, calls him "brother" and wants to play with him...

"Have you thought it through?" Shirakawa Yu asked.

Tanjiro turned to look at Shirakawa Yu, a somewhat bewildered expression on his face. "Brother... I..."

"It's okay, take your time, no rush." ​​Bai Chuanyu smiled and patted his shoulder.

Torn?

It doesn't matter.

Even if he doesn't understand it until he's forty or fifty.

Even if he couldn't understand it in the end.

does not matter.

As long as it's the path he chose, he's willing to continue down it.

Just fine.

This little sun has been silently standing by my side from the very beginning until now.

Shirakawa Yu is willing to give absolute patience.

Besides the three of them, there was one more person left on the ground.

Mitsuri sat on the veranda, hugging her knees with both hands and looking up.

Her eyes followed the figures in the sky...

Kanae's dragonfly wings, Shinobu's butterfly wings, Mei's ribbon wings, Kanae and Makomo stand on a sword and ride the wind...

Her lips curved into a smile; she was genuinely happy for them.

But her fingers kept twisting the hem of her clothes.

She lowered her head, looked at her hands, and then looked up at Bai Chuanyu.

Shirakawa Yu was pulling Zenitsu off his lap. Zenitsu was like a puppy being lifted up, its four paws dangling in the air as it struggled.

Miri smiled, but quickly pursed her lips again.

She looked in the direction of her home, then looked up at the sky.

In the end, she chose to stand up.

With a determined look in her eyes, she walked up to Shirakawa Yu's side.

She had been thinking about it for a long time.

She didn't want to be the only one among Shirakawa Yu's women still on the ground.

She didn't want to be the only one who couldn't "connect" with him.

She tugged at Shirakawa Yu's sleeve.

Shirakawa Yu turned to look at her.

Mitsuri didn't speak, she just looked at him.

Her eyes were bright, moist, and filled with that expectant "you know what I mean" feeling.

Shirakawa Yu curled the corners of his lips, casually tossed Zenitsu aside, and clapped his hands.

"Alright, stop flying and come down. We have important business to attend to."

People in the sky gradually descended and landed in the courtyard.

Bai Chuanyu walked up to Mi Li, reached out and brushed away the stray hairs by her ear, revealing her fair neck.

"Are you scared?" he asked.

Mitsuri shook her head, but her hands were trembling.

With trembling hands, she tightly wrapped her arms around Shirakawa Yu's waist.

She pressed her face tightly against his chest.

Bai Chuanyu chuckled, didn't ask any more questions, lowered his head, and slowly buried his face in her neck.

The whole process was quieter than anyone had imagined.

It seemed like just a kiss, a kiss filled with ambiguity and love.

There was no out-of-control demonization, no painful screams, and no scorching marks from the sun.

Mitsuri let out a soft "woof," then went limp and leaned against him.

Bai Chuanyu wrapped his arms around her and supported her body.

After about ten seconds, Mitsuri's breathing became even.

She opened her eyes, blinked twice, and felt that something had changed, yet at the same time, she felt that nothing had changed.

Until behind her, the enormous wings belonging to the vampires unfolded.

A pair of thin, pale pink wings, resembling flower petals.

This was specially shaped for her by Shirakawa Yu in advance.

He certainly didn't want his sweet honey to grow those dark bat wings.

"So beautiful..." Mili turned around and stared at the person behind her.

Shirakawa Yu said, "Not as pretty as you."

Mitsuri blushed, but this time she didn't faint.

She simply nestled in his arms, letting her wings slowly unfurl, like a budding flower.

The three little ones stood to the side, their eyes wide with amazement.

At this moment, after witnessing Mitsuri's transformation, Tanjiro took a deep breath.

Under the watchful eyes of friends, family, and comrades-in-arms.

Finally, they stepped forward.

"Senior brother...I..."

Shirakawa Yu naturally understood his meaning and reached out to stop him.

Without saying a word, he walked over and casually slashed the necks of the three of them.

Blood seeped from the fingertips and dissolved into the skin.

Then......

...and that was the end of it.

The three little ones froze at the same time, feeling as if they had been lightly pricked by something.

Then they looked down at themselves, at their arms, at their palms, and at their necks, looking completely bewildered.

"Your Majesty, is that all?" Zenitsu asked.

"It's over." Shirakawa Yu said matter-of-factly. "What, do you want me to bite you too?"

"No, no," Zenitsu quickly waved his hand, "I just... don't feel anything."

“Because it’s done gradually,” Shirakawa Yu said.

“I’ve lengthened the transformation period. Unlike Muzan, who forcibly changes you the moment you come into contact with blood, you and Mitsuri can adapt slowly, complete the transformation step by step, and gradually awaken your own Blood Demon Arts.”

“But…” Zenitsu glanced behind him, then looked behind Mitsuri.

Shirakawa Yu chuckled and tilted his head.

Several dark figures swooped down from the sky and crashed precisely into the three little ones' bodies.

Zenitsu shuddered, feeling something emerging from behind him.

He turned back expectantly, revealing a pair of tiny, golden wings that were still fluttering and trying to unfold...

However, Zenitsu's expression gradually stiffened.

Why... is it like this, and the size... is not quite what he expected?

How come... how come it looks a bit like...?

Newly hatched chicks?