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

Spider Sister knelt on the ground, covering her face with her hands.

Blood kept gushing from between her fingers, dripping onto the soil and staining it a dark red.

A boy stood in front of her.

She looked only twelve or thirteen years old, with white hair and fair skin, wearing a white kimono and barefoot.

He was exquisitely handsome, like a porcelain doll, but his red, beastly eyes held no warmth.

He was slowly and methodically grinding something off Spider Sister's face with his slender fingers.

It's about having a thick skin.

Small pieces, small pieces, with flesh and blood.

Spider Sister convulsed in pain, but dared not dodge or scream too loudly; she could only let out suppressed, hoarse whimpers.

"How many times have I told you," the boy's voice was soft and calm, "that family members should trust and help each other. But what did you do? You let Mom run away and brought back the enemy?"

"Yes, I'm sorry... I'm so tired..." Spider Sister's voice trembled. "I'll... I'll go and catch her right away..."

“No need.” Tired—Lower Moon Five—raised his head and looked at the edge of the clearing. “She’s already here.”

His gaze fell on the little branch in Shirakawa Yu's arms.

Chapter 61 Battle Allocation: The Lower Moon is yours, the older sister is mine~

The moment Xiaozhi was stared at by Lei's bloodshot eyes, she froze.

Even the desire for food was suppressed by fear.

She remembered the pain of having her face torn off, the pain of being chopped to pieces, and the weakness and despair she felt during countless rebirths.

The pain was like cold water, poured over her from head to toe, instantly sobering her up.

“Mom…” Lei said softly, “You’re back.”

The twigs began to tremble, trembling uncontrollably.

Shirakawa Yu could feel her nails digging into his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid," he whispered, putting her down on the ground, but still keeping one arm around her shoulder. "Now you're mine, he can't touch you."

Xiaozhi looked up and saw Bai Chuanyu's calm profile.

yes......

Regardless of... regardless of whether I can survive...

At least... I experienced tenderness before I died...

She took a deep breath, and although her legs were still weak, at least... she managed to stand.

Tired, he shifted his gaze from her to Shirakawa Yu and Tanjiro.

"The Demon Slayer Corps." He tilted his head. "Two swordsmen, with two demons. You guys are quite interesting."

Tanjiro had already drawn his sword.

His eyes were fixed on Lei, on the blood-stained fragments of his face on his hands, and on Spider Sister kneeling on the ground, trembling.

All the hesitation and struggle before vanished at this moment.

He got it.

I understand why Shirakawa Yu said, "He is the culprit."

It's this ghost!

He maintained this twisted "family" through violence and fear.

The real killer is here.

"Brother," Tanjiro's voice was cold, "I'm going to kill him."

“Sure~” Shirakawa Yu said casually, “However, I’m afraid it will be a bit difficult.”

Tanjiro's eyes were resolute. "You're right. I also need to gain experience!"

Bai Chuanyu glanced at the sky. "We're short on time today. Same rules as always, I'll give you ten minutes. If you can't take him down in ten minutes, I'll make my move."

He paused, then looked at Lei.

"This fifth crescent moon is perfect for you to practice on and gain experience."

Practice?

His eyebrows twitched from exhaustion.

Use him as a practice subject?

He laughed, a laugh that was both innocent and cruel. "Human, you're quite amusing. I'll tear your tongue off and keep it as a specimen."

Shirakawa Yu ignored him.

He bent down and looked at the trembling twig.

Xiaozhi's face was deathly pale, her eyes fixed intently on Lei, extremely vigilant.

"Don't be afraid, he can't hurt you with me here."

Shirakawa Yu said softly, "Let's go and bring that girl back first—that way, we can entrust her with any dangerous experiments in the future."

Xiaozhi stared at him blankly, then nodded vigorously.

Shirakawa Yu stood up and said to Tanjiro, "Tanjiro, I'm leaving this to you and Nezuko."

Tanjiro, who was on guard, suddenly turned around, hardly believing his ears. "Nezuko? Senior brother, what are you saying?!"

Shirakawa Yu truthfully said, "Right now, you are no match for the Twelve Demon Moons. One-sided battles won't help you hone your skills."

"But Nezuko—"

Shirakawa Yu interrupted him, patting Nezuko's little head, "Don't underestimate Nezuko, she's very strong now."

o('^｀)o“呜呜~”

A pink figure flashed, and Nezuko stood beside Tanjiro.

She looked at Tanjiro, then at Rui opposite her, then swelled up into a giant bean and assumed a fighting stance.

Tanjiro: "..."

He suddenly felt as if his senior brother had arranged everything perfectly for him.

Lei on the other side was already getting impatient.

"Discussing how to arrest my family members in front of me?" His voice turned cold.

"Are you treating me like I don't exist?"

Shirakawa Yu finally looked at him.

Then, I laughed.

"You play with my junior brother for a while," he said. "I'll come back to you when I'm done with my work."

His eyes narrowed from exhaustion.

The next instant, Shirakawa Yu moved.

But he didn't rush towards Lei, nor towards Spider Sister—he just stood there, slowly drawing his sword.

"Breath of Color, Form of Unbridled Power, Obscurity".

As the ethereal soft music faded, a dense pink aura, so thick it was impossible to see through, gradually enveloped Shirakawa Yu's entire body.

Then, just as he transformed into a pink blur, he exploded with a 'bang,' like a ball.

The pinkish mist dissipated, creating a hazy fog over the open space.

Shirakawa Yu, who should have stayed in place, also disappeared in that instant.

Instead, there were dozens of illusory figures scattered around the pile.

Under the influence of the powdery mist, these figures appeared and disappeared, seemingly ethereal, yet they stood there clearly.

Seeing this, he squinted his eyes from exhaustion.

A clone, an illusion?

"Humph!"

He scoffed, "It's all a smokescreen—"

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen shadowy figures of Shirakawa Yu simultaneously drew their swords!

"Zzzzt!!!"

A dozen or so crisp sounds of swords being drawn rang out almost simultaneously, echoing across the open space.

His face finally showed signs of exhaustion. He could remain calm even if his vision was deceived, but if even his hearing was deceived, then...

Could it really be a physical clone?!

impossible!

Such swordsmanship is unbelievable!

This is unheard of!

Just as he was feeling completely lost and about to raise his hand to test the waters,

A gentle breeze blew by, and the billowing pink mist seemed like a signal. A dozen seemingly real and illusory Shirakawa Yu simultaneously attacked Lei from all directions.

Whether leaping up to slash, crouching to sweep horizontally, thrusting in a straight line, or meandering in an arc, there is only one target!

tired!

Seeing this, even though he was tired, he dared not be careless and suddenly opened his arms wide!

A vast net, woven from countless sharp threads, suddenly opened up around him!

The silk threads spun and cut, emitting a sharp, piercing sound that filled the entire space within a ten-meter radius!

This is an indiscriminate area-of-effect attack. Whether it's an illusion or a real entity, anything within its range will be shredded to pieces!