I'm a magnetic field madman

In Tokyo, which has now fallen into the City of Demons, Asakusa, which is not under the jurisdiction of the White Impermanence, is a "no man's land".

The government has completely lost control of the area, and a considerable number of ghosts roam among the ruins of the buildings, waiting to hunt at night.

The Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen and some ordinary people who wanted to rebel also wanted to exterminate these demons... but the number of swordsmen was too small, and ordinary people were too powerless against demons.

Asakusa, once a thriving and prosperous area of ​​Tokyo, has become a chaotic place, so much so that now, just over half a month later, it resembles an apocalyptic scene.

There are only a few ordinary people left here, and after several battles, the demons, having lost their food source, also began to leave Asakusa.

These things are just like a swarm of locusts, wreaking havoc on one area and then immediately moving on to another.

Even if only a small number of ghosts choose to stay, this place will still be an area completely devoid of safety.

This is true even for the ghosts themselves.

Because ghosts don't necessarily have to eat people; for them, cannibalism is still an acceptable practice.

Furthermore, due to their powerful regenerative abilities and the fact that devouring each other can further purify the Muzan blood within them, some demons may even prefer to eat their own kind.

Yushiro felt that this place, which was now almost deserted, was far more dangerous than before.

Even though he was a ghost, his abilities were completely unsuitable for fighting. But fortunately, he didn't need to fight at all.

Yushiro used his ability to disguise himself, moving through some dilapidated and ruined houses, packing up all the food he had collected, and then headed towards home.

These foods were not meant for him to eat.

Yushiro walked through the streets, now completely blackened by the fire, choosing not to look at the dangerous, lurking eyes in the darkness.

But as soon as night fell, these ghosts that remained here began to go out to forage for food.

They make no attempt to conceal their cruelty; if they cannot find humans to hide from and hunt, they will resort to cannibalism.

"I'm going to start eating."

A hideous, greedy voice rang out, and Yushiro could see a tall figure outside the wall simply by turning his head...

The bald, reddish-brown demon grinned wickedly as he enjoyed a screaming member of his kind.

This horrifying scene made Yushiro's brow twitch uncontrollably.

He knew about these ugly things, and had even witnessed them himself... but in just a few days, far too many things had happened.

Humans kill ghosts, ghosts kill humans, humans kill humans, ghosts kill ghosts.

Devouring and mutual devouring, though seemingly similar, represent an irreconcilable relationship between greedy predators and their prey.

Yushiro knew that humans would probably never tolerate something like a demon.

Things that feed on humans are things that humans believe should not exist.

Even carnivorous beasts must be kept in cages, let alone them?

Despite being in a daze and distracted, Yushiro managed to cross the dangerous streets and return to his quarters.

At the end of that dead end, Yushiro passed through the illusory images without any hindrance and returned to the mansion.

However, the mansion is no longer just for himself, Tamayo, Tanjiro, and Nezuko.

Besides the two siblings who were still unconscious, there were many more people here who had been rescued by Miss Tamayo.

They lived in the courtyard of this mansion, about twenty men, women, and children in total, living in tents or in the open air, and they were unwilling to come any closer to the mansion.

Because they were afraid, because they were terrified, because they knew that the owners of the mansion who had saved them were also two man-eating demons.

Having passed through those who cowered in fear and looked at him with a sense of rejection and hatred, Yushiro returned to the house with the food.

“I’m back, Ms. Tamayo. These are the things I found today.”

"Thank you for your hard work, Yushiro."

Tamayo looked at Yushiro and sighed...

"But if that's all we have, we probably won't last more than a few days."

Yushiro clenched his fists involuntarily. He wanted to say, "Why should we bother with these ungrateful bastards!" But the words stuck in his throat.

"Ms. Tamayo, perhaps we should just do our best," Yushiro said, choosing a more tactful approach.

"Perhaps we should send a group of people away tomorrow during the day. If they stay here, isn't their only option to wait for death?"

Tamayo didn't speak, but her attitude spoke volumes. These people stayed here only because most of them were elderly, weak, sick, or disabled, and a day might not be enough time for them to reach a safe place.

Besides, where is a safe place?

Where can one find absolute safety?

Knowing that a group of predators lurking in the darkness lurks just outside this safe courtyard, how many people would have the courage to leave?

A compassionate thought, but also a weak thought that could kill more people.

Tamayo understood all of this, but she just couldn't give up on these people.

Ultimately, the only reason she still chooses to live at this moment is probably just the thought of atonement...

"Has the Demon Slayer Corps still not contacted you?" Yushiro changed the subject.

"They... are probably all slaying demons somewhere," Tamayo sighed.

"But I remain pessimistic about their ability to kill all these ghosts, perhaps..."

Tamayo didn't finish her sentence because she had lost confidence. The Demon Slayer Corps, which had once been able to stand up to demons, could no longer give her any confidence.

Even if Yoriichi were to be resurrected, it probably wouldn't solve this extremely terrible situation... because too many places in this country are infested with demons, and the number of Demon Slayer Corps members is too small.

The birth of a ghost takes less than five minutes, but the training of a qualified ghost hunter can take years.

However, the ore called Crimson Iron Sand is not so easy to produce, and due to Muzan's deliberate destruction over the years, almost only the Swordsmith Village possesses a portion of it.

Muzan's all-out production of his own kind has already turned demons into a massive problem that the Demon Slayer Corps is completely unable to handle. Perhaps the only solution is to rely on humanity's own capabilities...

But can they really do it?

Tamayo was well aware of human nature, since war and killing among humans were almost instinctive actions.

Those large and powerful countries almost all fell victim to their own internal strife.

If the calamity of ghosts were to truly spread throughout the world, would humanity unite before facing a racial crisis?

Or should one simply choose to use the power of the demon, only to be devoured by it in the end?

Tamayo was so pessimistic; when things escalated to the level of race, individual efforts seemed so insignificant…

Honestly, even though the human-transforming drug has now been developed, Tamayo doesn't think she can change this terrifying chaotic world.

Just then, a terrified scream suddenly came from the courtyard outside...

Yushiro paused for a moment, then rushed out without hesitation. In the center of the courtyard, a girl stood there smiling at him.

The bright moonlight streamed down into the courtyard, landing on the shoulders of the girl in the red kimono.

Her beautiful face was revealed, which made her pupils stand out even more.

Lower Moon Four

The moment he saw it, Yushiro's heart sank. He yelled at Tamayo to run away, while simultaneously preparing to risk his life to stop her.

"Alright, I'm not Muzan's lackey. I'm here to find Ms. Tamayo on the orders of my master. If you still want to eliminate Muzan, you'd better be more obedient."

Ling Yuzi then said this...

"—Don't try to fool me! All the Lower Moon demons are Muzan's dogs. Even if you wanted to resist, you couldn't!"

Faced with the Lower Moon's blatant lies, Yushiro naturally wouldn't believe a single word!

Because he knew this was an absolute fact, even if Muzan relinquished control...

In reality, neither the Lower Moon nor the Upper Moon demons, who possess a high concentration of Muzan's blood, can escape Muzan's control.

The only three existing cases are all extremely special exceptions. Tamayo's escape from control was due to Muzan's near death, which severely reduced her control over her, giving her the opportunity to exchange Muzan's blood within her...

Nezuko escaped control because she starved Muzan's cells within her body due to prolonged fasting...

Kokushibo's situation was purely due to his "cooperative" relationship with Muzan's superiors.

But besides that? A demon, and a Lower Rank demon at that, trying to break free from Muzan's control during his prime is truly unheard of.

"Ha, kid, if I were still Muzan's dog... then what's the point of you stalling for time?"

Reiko crossed her arms and looked at Yushiro with a mocking expression, laughing...

"If I were still Muzan's dog, then you would soon be facing Muzan instead of me, wouldn't you?"

“Let her in, Yushiro. I believe she is not one of Muzan’s people.”

Tamayo, who had somehow already positioned herself on the doorframe, looked at Reiyoko and whispered something. Yushiro turned around abruptly... but bit his lip, glared fiercely at Reiyoko, and then turned his head away...

He could not question Tamayo's will, and besides, Rei was right.

If Muzan catches them, he will definitely take action to eliminate Tamayo.

Even if he is extremely cautious, he will still summon a large number of ghosts to wipe them out.

Yushiro and Tamayo are not particularly skilled in combat. To put it bluntly, even without a Lower Moon demon, any demon with decent fighting ability could easily defeat them.

Following Tamayo, Rei sat down cross-legged inside the mansion...

They also looked at this "traitor" who had been on Muzan's mind for hundreds of years with great curiosity.

A legendary figure in a sense, Muzan's former top secretary before Nakime.

"Hey! What kind of look is that?!" Yushiro shouted, annoyed.

"Your master... I guess it must be that 'tyrant' who currently lives in the Imperial Palace."

Neither Tamayo nor Reiko paid any attention to Yushiro, who was as small as a puppy. Tamayo poured tea while speaking softly...

"You guessed right." Ling Yuzi grinned.

"Bai Wujie is the master I truly serve, while Muzan is now nothing more than a mad dog that has lost its mind."

Tamayo glanced at Reiko and was now 100% certain that she was not some kind of spy planted by Muzan.

After all, she knew that guy too well; he was timid and cautious, yet surprisingly possessed an exceptionally strong sense of self-respect.

Muzan would never allow his subordinates to insult him so blatantly.

"But even if it's a mad dog, such widespread destruction is inappropriate," Ling Yuzi said with a smile.

"But don't misunderstand, Lord Bai Wujie doesn't care about the lives of those ordinary people. It's just that if it drags on for too long, it might attract foreign ships, giving that guy an opportunity to escape the country."

"By then, killing him will be like finding a needle in a haystack."

“We also don’t want him to go to other countries or places and continue to cause such tragedies,” Tamayo said softly.

"But if he just keeps hiding in the Infinite City, there's nothing we can do."

"No, you do." Ling Yuzi picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile...

"You actually know that you have a bargaining chip that can lure Muzan out, don't you?"

Tamayo's expression instantly turned serious. She stood up and said sternly...

"Is this your intention? Or your master's?!"

"Nezuko Kamado is a perfect lure for that mad dog," Reiji laughed loudly.

"Compared to the Blue Spider Lily, that mad dog believed even more that eating that girl would allow him to become the perfect being to overcome the sun. But Lord White Boundless didn't throw that brat directly at Muzan back then, purely because that would be too deliberate."

"To lure Muzan out, we need to get someone he trusts to do the job."

Yes, in the end, Bai Wujie's plan was nothing more than a fishing operation.

But this was a truly helpless move, since as long as Muzan Kibutsuji insisted on hiding in the Infinity Castle, he would be in an invincible position.

If this cautious mad dog continues to cower and wait for an opportunity to escape the country after causing chaos, Bai Wujie will have no way to deal with it. Therefore, luring him out of Infinite City or sending him into Infinite City are the only solutions.

"Nezuko is my patient! Do you want me to use my patient as bait?!" Tamayo shouted angrily.

"I would never do such a heinous thing!"

"I'm not here to discuss good and evil with you," Lingyuzi said with a cheerful laugh.

"Do you really think you can still escape now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a demon's roar and the sound of blades cutting came from the direction of the hidden door. Yushiro, who thought the Demon Slayer Corps had come to his aid, couldn't help but be delighted.

But Tamayo showed no sign of joy; her expression remained solemn and gloomy.