...
In the dim room.
Snap!
The eyeball-shaped Muzan was waving its short tentacles, climbing up Doma's body quickly and flexibly.
Bouncing twice, it landed on the crown of Doma's head and hid itself.
tap tap tap!
It extended its tentacles and patted the crown twice, as if reminding Doma of something.
"...I understand, Muzan-sama."
The colored eyes of Doma were filled with light, he tilted his head slightly, the golden fan covered half of his face, and his smiling eyes looked towards the direction of the door:
"Oh~"
The tone was elongated and weird:
"Sanjo... found the Blue Spider Lily, huh."
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." He put away the fan, gently tapped it in his palm, lowered his eyes, and thought for a while.
Pa!
Doma raised his head, showing a look of sudden realization.
——Indeed, under the watchful eyes of Muzan-sama, it's better to go and greet the Blue Spider Lily respectfully...
...right?
Thinking so in his heart, he stood up, his bare feet stepped on the floor, and he smiled and turned sideways.
He took a few steps across the spacious room and came to the door of the room.
Bending slightly, Doma held the door.
Click.
He slowly opened the door, poked his head out towards the outside, and didn't forget to laugh and mutter:
"Sanjo, I haven't seen you for a long time, knowing that you are still alive, it really makes me happy..."
At the same time.
Outside the door, just a line away.
Everyone gathered next to the door crack, their hands tightly holding the Nichirin Sword, their eyes were all staring at the slowly opening crack.
The dim moonlight passed through the cracks between the door panels.
Creak...
From the gradually widening door crack, it leaked into the pitch-black corridor, bringing a touch of light.
Doma's shadow fell on the floor, and everyone's breathing gradually became rapid.
"Blue Spider Lily is in..." The moment Doma poked his head out of the room.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Four bright swordss reflected Doma's seemingly astonished expression.
The sharp sword aura instantly cut through the air, heading straight for his neck!
Suddenly.
Time seemed to slow down.
"...Look carefully."
"There is.... four." Doma's surprised and dazed eyes quickly turned, his gaze swept around the corridor, and the faces of the four people swinging the sword were reflected in his pupils.
A strange smile appeared on his face:
"It turns out that you all value me so much, it makes me very happy."
"What a wonderful night~"
He gently clapped his hands, and the smile on his face was extremely bright:
"——Everyone is a demon slayer."
The next moment.
Swish!
The smiling face instantly turned into an afterimage.
The position above Doma's head.
It seemed that something was suspended in place, and it was puzzled for a moment.
Only then did it fall to the ground with a plop.
"He disappeared!" Shinazugawa Sanemi, who was swinging his sword with all his might, suddenly shrank his pupils, his eyes couldn't catch Doma's movement!
Chirp!
The Nichirin Sword swinging in his hand slashed into the air, and it was directly embedded in the wooden door next to it.
"Damn it!" Shinazugawa clicked his tongue, he gritted his teeth, and angrily pulled the sword out of the door: "This bastard!"
That was a perfect opportunity.
——It's just that the other party saw through our attack and was just playing around.
"...We didn't hit." Kocho Shinobu slowly stood up, she withdrew the sword that had just been stabbed from the bottom up.
The slender sword tip of the injection needle, the purple liquid accumulated into a droplet, and it dripped slightly.
Her gaze passed through the open door, staring at Doma in the distance, her eyebrows slightly frowned.
In her deep purple eyes, Doma's figure was reflected.
Creak...
The angry veins gradually spread on the forehead.
Shinazugawa glanced sideways slightly, he noticed the violent emotions of Kocho Shinobu next to him.
"...this guy." He lowered his voice, and the fierceness in his eyes gradually intensified.
Kocho Shinobu stared straight at Doma, she observed Doma's appearance, and finally her gaze stayed on the golden fan in his hand.
Her tone was very cold, and the gentle smile on her face was gone.
She just nodded:
"It's this guy."
Kocho Shinobu's face was gloomy, her eyebrows furrowed.
——The demon that killed her sister.
In her eyes.
"Hmm hmm." Doma, wearing a crown, with white oak hair, a touch of crimson on the top of his head, colorful pupils, a joyful expression, was incredibly clear.
——It's him!
"Huh..."
Shinazugawa Sanemi's emotions surged to the extreme, his face expressionless, his straight gaze was a bit creepy.
From the corner of his mouth, a thick white mist gradually overflowed.
The former [Flower Hashira·Kocho Kanae]
Kocho Shinobu's biological older sister.
She rescued Tsuyuri Kanao from human traffickers and became her adoptive sister.
The second soldier willing to treat Shinazugawa Sanemi gently.
Her ideal was——
[Hoping that demons can live in peace with humans]
Two years ago, she died at the hands of an Upper Rank demon.
She died at the age of seventeen.
...
Muichiro and Yuichiro didn't speak, the two of them kept squatting, lowering their heads, as if looking at something on the floor, holding their swords in silence.
At this moment, in the corridor, it seemed that only the four of them were left.
The bald believer, also known as "Sanjo".
In order not to expose him at the critical moment just now, he was knocked out by Shinazugawa early and thrown to the other end of the corridor.
...
...
Inside the room.
Snap!
"Don't be discouraged, don't be stunned." Doma smiled, pointed his toes, and slowly appeared in a position far away from the door:
"You have worked hard enough to get here from the foot of the mountain."
Doma fanned his fan, the curve of his mouth was very bright, and his tone seemed to not take the four people seriously at all:
"Oh my, I forgot."
"Hello, nice to meet you." He tilted his head slightly, took off the hat on his head, and revealed the ferocious fangs that belonged to the demon in his smile:
"My name is Doma~"
He was quite confident in his own speed.
His eyebrows curved, Doma looked at the four people at the door, and exclaimed with a joyful tone:
"Ah, all four of you are beautiful girls, tonight really...hmm?"
He said, his tone suddenly choked, maintaining a smiling expression, his gaze hesitated and turned sideways.
With a strange look in his eyes, he looked at Shinazugawa, who was wearing a Butterfly knot and a kimono.
His eyes slowly opened.
——Strange...this child...no, this guy is...?
Doma's eyes looked up and down at Shinazugawa Sanemi.
After seeing his fierce expression and fierce gaze.
——What a...pitiful human...
Doma's eyebrows frowned unnaturally, the joyful expression was faintly distorted, and he even subconsciously used the fan to cover the lower half of his face.
Colorful pupils reflected Shinazugawa's appearance.
——Trying to dress up as a girl...is it because of self-esteem about his ugly appearance...or...what...
In the end, he slowly sighed.
——Human emotions are really incomprehensible...
For a while.
Doma didn't even notice that the one he called [beautiful girl], Tokito Yuichiro, his glaring eyes, and the veins gradually bulging on his face.
"...Brother, endure, this is part of the plan...!" Muichiro squatted next to his brother, quietly stretched out his hand to pull his clothes, and had some worries in his heart.
Doma withdrew his gaze.
——Well...
If you just want to be happy...
He slightly closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised.
This is my duty.
——If you die, there will be no more troubles.
"Muzan-sama..." Doma shook his head, smiled again and raised his head, he instinctively wanted to communicate with Muzan.
However.
It seems that the movement just now was a bit too fast.
On the top of Doma's head, the crown was empty at this moment.
——Muzan, who was originally living there in the form of an eyeball.
——It seems that during the high-speed movement just now.
——Was thrown off.
The moment he realized this fact.
"...Huh?"
Doma was taken aback, his smile gradually faded.
His pupils shrank slightly, and he blinked his eyes in disbelief.
He seemed to have a surprised look in his eyes, looked left and right, and finally stopped in the direction of the door.
...
At the open door.
Plop.
"..." The eyeball Muzan silently fell on the floor, he hesitated for a while, stiffly raised his head.
The moment Doma retreated, he was unexpectedly thrown out.
After all, it's just an eyeball body made by Nakime's divided power, with no perception ability and can't exert any power.
Being thrown away casually by Doma, who is known as Upper Rank One and eats a lot every day...
This is also very normal...
No! This is not right!
Muzan's thoughts suddenly changed, and his scarlet eyes trembled violently.
Doma!
He slowly looked forward.
The huge eyeball suddenly saw the demon slayers surrounding him from four directions up, down, left, and right.
The tentacles trembled unconsciously.
Tap tap.....
"...What is this?"
Muichiro tilted his head curiously and poked the defenseless eyeball Muzan with the tip of his sword.
"Tsk." Yuichiro, on the other hand, frowned tightly, pursed his mouth, and clicked his tongue:
"...The things of demons can really be disgusting in all kinds of ways."
On the ground.
The pupil of Muzan's eyeball turned.
He clearly saw the four people in front of him and carefully identified them.
After identifying them one by one, Muzan suddenly paused.
Then there was a sense of unease in his heart that completely fell, followed by endless relief and relaxation.
——That guy is not here!
The trembling tentacles immediately stood steady.
The frozen body no longer dared to move, but raised it, staring fiercely at Muichiro who had just poked him with the tip of his sword.
Bloodshot eyes filled the whites of his eyes, his scarlet pupils contracted, and his emotions fluctuated and trembled violently.
Buzz——
A crushing anger suddenly burst out of the small eyeball!
Being thrown out by his own subordinates, allowing the extremely weak humans to play with him at will.
The blue veins burst out on the tentacles of the eyeball, the bloodshot eyes in the whites of the eyes throbbed, and they jumped angrily.
——What a great shame!!
"...Muzan-sama!"
Doma's eyes suddenly widened, and the instinct from the depths of his bloodline made him feel a heavy pressure suddenly applied to his body.
"Puh!" Blood unconsciously overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
In front, the eyeball glanced sideways.
Muzan's gloomy voice sounded:
"Doma..."
He bit his words one by one:
"Perhaps, I have given you too much freedom..."
"Causing you to have some illusions that should not appear..."
A faint black kimono appeared, Muzan's scarlet narrow eyes opened in his mind, staring at Doma:
"The whereabouts of the Blue Spider Lily have not been found yet..."
The pupils quickly approached Doma, almost directly attached to Doma's face:
"Now, you dare to disrespect me...!"
Upper Rank Demon is just something he made on a whim!
"Muzan-sama...!" Doma unconsciously leaned back his head, his expression trembled with excitement, and his colorful eyes trembled slightly.
Just as Muzan was staring at Doma.
He wants to teach him some lessons through the power of blood.
In the field of vision of Nakime's eyeball.
On the dark ceiling of the corridor, there is a regular hole that is usually hard to find.
But with the low angle of view of the eyeball.
You can see the appearance of the hole clearly.
At this time.
Hidden in the ceiling, with a transparent world, or extremely strong hidden ability, preparing for a one-hit kill, several people heard the movement below.
Uzui Tengen was moving forward with his body bent, he stopped his action and looked back towards the back.
On the ceiling.
Tanjuro slightly turned his body, sitting in the compartment above the ceiling, his dark red eyes glanced downwards.
But his gaze collided with the gaze of the eyeball, Muzan, who was looking up from the floor.
In the dim environment, Muzan, through the eyeball created by Nakime, couldn't see things very well.
But.
He could also see clearly.
When Tanjuro turned his head, a pair of earrings swaying slightly on his ear.
——!!
In an instant.
On Muzan's eyeball, the pupils shrank, and the tentacles under the eyeball began to tremble unnaturally.
His gaze gradually became terrified.
Finally turned into panic.
——Yes, yes!
Since the Demon Slayer Corps has got the news of the Upper Rank, how could this guy not come?!
Muzan trembled violently without expression, his pupils trembling crazily, and suddenly stiffened in place.
The relief and relaxation that had just risen in his heart disappeared.
What replaced it was endless fear.
...
...
Not far away from Doma's position.
What kind of punishment will Muzan-sama give me
Doma was staring with wide eyes, looking around like a curious baby, waiting for Muzan's punishment to come, he held his breath with tension and expectation.
But——
After waiting for a long time, Muzan's voice did not come again.
The image of Muzan-sama, which had just appeared in his mind, originating from the fear of blood, also suddenly disappeared.
In hesitation.
"...Muzan-sama?" Doma called softly, blinking his eyes, his stiff body moved tentatively.
But whether it's from the bottom of his heart or directly calling out.
Muzan——did not give any response.
"...Eh?"
Doma blinked his eyes in confusion, and for the first time, a feeling of incomprehension surged in his heart.
...
...
At the hole in the ceiling.
"..."
One person and one eyeball just looked at each other like this, and there was silence for a while.
Tanjuro looked at the appearance of the eyeball.
In the eyeball, the number [two] is particularly obvious.
——Nakime's blood demon art, huh.
Damn, I've been found.
He frowned slightly, feeling a bit bad.
Just as Tanjuro was pondering how to take advantage of Doma's inattention and kill the eyeball on the ground.
rustle...
A faint sound came.
Tanjuro looked over when he heard the sound.
On the ground.
The eyeball was as stiff as a stone, maintaining a raised action.
The glossy pupils slowly became dull and lightless.
The eyeball was slowly starting to turn into ashes and scatter from the top.
——?
A question mark appeared above Tanjuro's head.
(End of the chapter)
-----
read up to 20++ advanced chapters on patreon.com/GMadman