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

That is......

Those are his eyes!

That's his Blood Demon Art!!!

Chapter 46, the first Blood Demon Art: Crimson Arrow.

"You!!! What the hell are you—uh!"

Shirakawa Yu's large hand firmly gripped Arrow Demon's neck, choking him to the point of silence.

Looking at the expressionless Arrow Demon in his hand, Shirakawa Yu smiled with satisfaction, his words even becoming slightly gentle.

"Thank you. Your Blood Demon Art... works really well."

Inside and outside the courtyard, there was a deathly silence.

Tanjiro's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg, as he stared blankly at the incomprehensible scene before him.

Tamayo's hand, which was covering her lips, trembled slightly as her mind raced through various possibilities.

She had heard of the Ghost Eater constitution.

However, that only allows the user to temporarily copy the other person's physique and Blood Demon Art.

That was temporary, and it was just a copy.

Instead of plundering!

I've never heard of a ghost losing its Blood Demon Arts after being bitten by a Ghost Eater.

How can this be?

If such a thing really existed, what would be the point of ghosts living?

Arrow Demon, whose neck was being choked by Shirakawa Yu, was struggling violently.

"Give it back! You bastard!! What have you done?! Give me back my Blood Demon Art!!!"

Bai Chuanyu smiled modestly, "I'm sorry~ I have a special constitution, once I eat it, it won't go back."

"Besides, it's a real waste to leave such a good Blood Demon Art with you."

"Don't worry, after you die, I'll make your Blood Demon Arts shine!"

"Speaking of which, I'm also looking forward to seeing how Muzan will react when this Blood Demon Art is used on him."

When Shirakawa Yu was in a good mood, he became a bit more talkative.

Little did they know that the key words in those few sentences would completely shatter Arrow Ghost's psychological defenses.

Why isn't he coming back... It's a waste to keep him around... Wait until he dies... to use him against... that great one...?

Especially the last one.

Just the fact that he used his own Blood Demon Art to aid the enemy...

Arrow Demon trembled like a leaf at the thought of Muzan's gloomy face.

"Kill me..." the Arrow Demon murmured, ceasing its struggle.

Bai Chuanyu was slightly surprised, seemingly not expecting that this ghost would be so fragile and have such a weak will.

"Don't worry, I will. But we should still make use of what we have."

Turning his head, Shirakawa Yu smiled at the few people (ghosts) who were frozen in place inside and outside the house.

The pair of golden arrow-shaped pupils gleamed faintly in the night, appearing both eerie and mysterious.

Tamayo: "Shiro...Mr. Kawakami, what's wrong...?"

Bai Chuanyu didn't answer, but just winked at her playfully.

The next second, Miss Tamayo let out a short gasp, and her body was pulled by an invisible and gentle force, and she floated lightly towards Shirakawa Yu!

"Miss Tamayo!!!"

Thinking that Shirakawa Yu had "gone mad," Yushiro's eyes widened in fury as he tried to rush over, only to find that he had no legs.

Tamayo felt a sudden lightness, as if she were losing weight, and when she came to her senses, she was firmly embraced in a strong and warm hug.

The tip of her nose was instantly filled with the alluring scent emanating from Shirakawa Yu, a blend of the seductive allure of rare blood and the soothing fragrance of pink.

Looking up, I met those strange eyes that were so close to my face.

She could sense that the other person meant her no harm.

But such close contact still caused her heart, which had not been turbulent for hundreds of years, to surge with ripples.

My cheeks were burning uncontrollably, and my heart was pounding in my ears.

"You..." Tamayo's voice trembled slightly, "Who exactly are you?"

"Me?" Bai Chuanyu lowered his head, looking at her flushed cheeks and watery eyes, his smile deepening.

His breath carried an even richer, warm pink hue, brushing against her ear. "I am who I am. Someone who... fell in love with you at first sight."

"Baka yarou—!!! Let go of my Tamayo-san!!!"

Yushiro was so enraged by this scene that he was furious. Without legs, he crawled forward like a strange creature, dragging half of his body with his hands.

Shirakawa Yu glanced at him, but didn't pay any attention. Instead, she winked at Tamayo in her arms, "Weren't we going to collect this guy's blood? What are we waiting for?"

Tamayo finally snapped out of her intoxicating dizziness and looked at the broken-defense demon, whose neck was being choked by Shirakawa Yu and who had given up struggling.

She took a deep breath, intending to calm her racing heart, but... Bai Chuanyu's scent made her face turn even redder.

Suppressing the intense tingling sensation in her heart, Tamayo turned around and pointed tremblingly to a small bag in the room.

Shirakawa Yu understood and turned his gaze away.

The small bag flew up with a "whoosh" and landed steadily in Tamayo's hands.

Upon witnessing this bizarre scene again, Tamayo did not immediately draw blood, but instead raised her other hand with a somewhat obsessive expression.

Her fingertips gently touched the corner of Bai Chuanyu's eye, and her light purple eyes held an almost fanatical thirst for knowledge.

"How...how did you do that?"

Feeling the slightly cool touch of her fingertips, Shirakawa Yu's mischievous smile reappeared. "This is my secret, you know~"

He deliberately dragged out his words, "If Miss Tamayo really wants to know... she might have to pay a 'price'."

"What price?" Tamayo asked almost instinctively.

Bai Chuanyu leaned even closer, almost touching her ear, "For example... let me hold you like this again, for... thirty minutes?"

Tamayo's face turned completely red in an instant.

This was the most frivolous flirting she had ever heard in hundreds of years.

"You bastard!!!! I'm going to kill you!!! I'm definitely going to kill you!!!!"

Yushiro went completely berserk, slamming his hands on the ground, leaping high into the air, and lunging at Shirakawa Yu with bared teeth and claws.

call out!

A red arrow, barely visible to the naked eye, appeared out of thin air, piercing his body precisely, and then, carrying him along, firmly anchoring him to—

It was on Tanjiro, who had just run over to try and break up the fight.

Tanjiro: "???"

He was knocked back two steps and looked down at the "accessory" that had appeared on his chest.

A half-dead Yushiro, baring his teeth and brandishing his fury, yet pinned to his chest by a red arrow like a pin.

炭治郎：“......” ('-﹏-`；)

You are holding Miss Jusei...

Let me hold Yushiro?

Senior, you're acting a bit like a dog!

Chapter 47: The Asakusa Passerby Has Grown a Beard?

"I'll kill you! Let go of Tamayo-san! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Even though Yushiro was pinned to Tanjiro's arms, he still couldn't resist going crazy and hysterically tried to lunge forward.

"Stop fooling around, Yushiro."

With a soft shout from Tamayo.

Yushiro froze, instantly deflated, but still muttered resentfully, "Damn it... at least let him go first..."

Tamayo finally recovered slightly from the dizzying intimate contact just now, the blush on her cheeks not yet completely faded.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to focus on the important matter, and looked at Arrow Demon, whose neck was being choked by Shirakawa Yu and whose face was already ashen.

“Mr. Chuan Yu…you just now…” She carefully chose her words, but her gaze involuntarily drifted to Shirakawa Yu’s heterochromatic eyes.

"It devoured his Blood Demon Art? But... how is that possible? Even with the Blood Demon Eater physique, it's merely copying, not plundering..."

"Ah, well~" Shirakawa Yu scratched his head, a bright smile spreading across his face.

"Perhaps it's because I'm special? Maybe I'm... a demon eater among demon eaters?"

He paused, his expression becoming slightly more serious.

"I'm not entirely sure about the specific principles, but after awakening the breathing technique, it seems like I gained some strange abilities. However, this 'devouring' seems to have limitations; currently, it can only devour one at a time."

"Currently?! One?!" Tamayo paused for a second, then suddenly raised her voice, "You mean, you can absorb even more Blood Demon Arts in the future?!"

Tanjiro was shocked by these words, but at least he managed to control his facial expression.

But Yushiro in his arms was completely terrified.

It can also devour?

Whose will it devour?!

No!