"It's dazzling."

In front of him, there was a lot of light.

A warm and peaceful feeling came from in front of him, faintly pulling the prostitute Taro forward.

This is hell...?

“… What's going on? ”

The prostitute Taro frowned tightly, and he looked down at his human clothes in confusion, and his heart felt uneasy.

Will hell feel so warm and bright?

Then.

Smack.

“… Brother? May's voice came from behind her.

Hearing his sister's voice, the prostitute Taro was excited, he subconsciously turned his head, and looked behind him with a happy expression:

"May—"

But then, after he saw his sister's appearance clearly, the prostitute Taro's voice fell silent, and he was stunned for a moment.

Behind.

Her eyes were still engraved with [three], and her clothes were dancing behind her, and Mei, who looked like a ghost, stood there.

Why... Mei still looks like a ghost...?

I became human...

His eyes slowly looked behind Mei, which was a road that led to a sea of flames.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

After staring at him and trembling in disbelief for a moment, the prostitute Taro took a deep breath.

He raised his head and shouted indignantly towards the "sky":

"You bastard!!"

In my heart, I couldn't stop scolding.

Damn it!

The prostitute Taro's brows trembled, he clenched his fists, his palms turned white, his anger boiled in his heart, and he wanted to scold but he didn't scold for a long time.

"Shh

- Why didn't you know what this guy's name was until you died!?

Bastard liar!!

The prostitute Taro gritted his teeth angrily, staring at the sky, trying to kill the guy who had atoned for his sins before he died.

What else can be atonement for sins in advance!

In summary! Is he the only one who atones for his sins?

Mei, who was standing not far away, was not surprised that her appearance was different, but that it was her own choice.

"It's okay, brother..."Mei was about to speak, suddenly.

"Stand there and don't move!"

Syllable!

The prostitute Taro gritted his teeth, and he struggled to move his legs, ran over, and grabbed Mei's arm.

Then.

In Mei's somewhat stunned eyes.

Creak...

The scar belonging to the ghost gradually spreads down Mei's arm to the prostitute Taro.

The prostitute Taro's expression didn't change, he just stared at his body, which was gradually becoming clumsy, and filled himself with the evil called [Oni].

Eventually all covered.

Mei was stunned, she had just tried, and she couldn't get past the transparent air in front of her to reach her brother's location.

But the prostitute Taro rushed over with ease.

Soon.

The two ghosts of Fallen Hime and the prostitute Taro stood in the dark space, and the two pairs of [winded] [three] eyes looked at each other.

The brother and sister didn't speak, just looked at each other quietly, and then turned their heads together to look at the sea of fire behind them.

The burning crackling light of the fire shone on the faces of the two.

"Let's go."

"Hmm."

……

"Brother, if we can atone for our sins and have a chance to be reincarnated, what kind of person do you want to be?"

Mei walked in the flames, and she only dared to walk with her head up, even though she was extremely afraid of fire:

"Or do you want to continue to be a ghost?"

"Nope." The hoarse voice of the elder brother sounded with the crackling of the flames:

"I'm going to be a shogunate."

"Eh—the shogunate? Why? The younger sister turned her head suspiciously, she sounded surprised: "... Isn't it a bit too extreme? ”

The prostitute Taro had a real or false fire reflected in his eyes, he clenched his fists, raised, and scratched his burnt face through gritted teeth:

“… I'm going to... Arrest all the liars in the world! ”

He said hatefully:

"It's all slaughtered!"

When Mei heard this, she smiled wryly.

The backs of the brother and sister walked farther and farther away in the endless flames.

……

Yoshiwara Flower Street.

Uproar——!

A breeze swept through the streets, blowing up two layers of circular ash on the ground, scattering everywhere.

The bustling flower street has become pitch black at the moment, and there is no pedestrian to be seen on the messy street.

Yu Marrow Tianyuan was squatting on the roof, his right hand holding the hilt of the knife behind his back, vigilant around.

They were waiting for the arrival of Yin and the rest of the swordsmen to pick up the pieces.

Shangfeng died, and made such a big commotion, almost everyone who passed by the flower street saw the red blood ghost magic just now.

It is estimated that it will cause a lot of trouble to the lord.

After all, the Ghost Slayer is an unofficial non-governmental organization.

Umi thought to himself, his gaze secretly looking in the direction of Tanjuro on the street.

In my mind, I still have all kinds of [ninjutsu] that I just saw.

His face was tense, but his body trembled uncontrollably, and the jeweled headdress on his head shook with it.

- Gorgeous.

- It's gorgeous.

Yu Marrow Tianyuan lowered his head slightly, adjusting his breathing.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were already extremely determined.

- I want to learn.

……

on the streets.

Rustling...

Yoshiyoshi Tomioka was recording the information provided by the prostitute Taro on the mission report, and he seemed to think of something and suddenly raised his head.

In his hand he was holding a piece of charcoal, which he had just found casually on the ground, in place of a pen.

He hesitantly looked at Tanjuro, who was sitting on a large piece of gravel and resting with his eyes closed.

He hesitated for a moment.

“… Stove door. Tomioka asked:

"What you said to the ghost just now, is it true?"

"Something about hell."

Hear the words.

Tanjuro slowly opened his eyes, he was just feeling the resurrection and battle memories he had gained from the prostitute Taro.

The number of rebirths representing the vitality is six, which is twice as many as the half-tengu that is also the third of the upper wind.

The overflowing rebirth turns into the real foundation of the body, making up for the weakness in the body.

The number of paper figures is 22, which is the same number of pillars that died at the hands of the prostitute Taro and Akihime.

Feel the most important battle memory [Ji Guoyuan Ichi].

With all the memories of the battle, the wolf can imagine the experience in the mind again through a strong learning ability.

Tanjuro, the memory of the battle with Upper Winding, had never done this before, because it was unnecessary, and it was a waste of time.

But this time.

Tanjuro plans to quietly experience this memory that does not belong to him after returning to the butterfly house.

He guessed.

Probably because for the first time, he wielded all the sword types of Sun Breath with all his strength, and hooked up this memory buried in his blood.

After clearing his mind, he looked sideways at Tomioka, thought back to his question for a moment, and replied:

"Really."

"That-" Seeing this, Tomioka hurriedly continued to ask, although his expression did not change.

Even the attention of Yu Marrow, who was vigilant around him, was attracted.

- He'd never seen Tomioka speak so closely.

"When humans die, will they also go to hell to atone for their sins?"

Hear this.

Yu Marrow Tianyuan also quietly came over.

Tanjuro looked sideways, looking at Tomioka Yoshiyoshi who was expressionless and didn't know what emotions he had in his heart, he thought for a moment:

"I haven't done anything hurtful, I will probably be reincarnated."

"Of course." His voice was gentle, feeling that there were no casualties around him from the winding battle, and he breathed a sigh of relief, adding:

"If you have an obsession when you die. Maybe I'll be with friends and relatives for a while. ”

In the worldview of Demon Slayer, there is the concept of [Hell] and [Soul].

Even, the soul of the dead can affect the living in the real world to some extent.

Tanjuro slightly recalled the process of teaching Tanjiro in the original work, and being able to fight each other.

Well, the upper and lower limits of this degree span a lot.

After Tanjuro said this.

Both Umiji Tengen and Tomioka fell silent.

The two did not doubt Tanjuro's words.

They have all seen the figure of a deceased relative or friend appear next to them to them to a greater or lesser extent.

The former lowered his head, looked at his bandaged left hand, and pondered - what he had done was enough to send himself to hell.

The latter looked at the sky quietly, looking melancholy.

Tanjuro looked at the silent two, and he suddenly wanted to retract the thought he had sighed before.

The Ghost Slayer is not just a group of sincere children.

Or a group of extenuating problem children.

……

Just when several people fell silent at the same time.

Suddenly.

Click.

A faint sound of ice coming into contact with the tiles came from the side.

- There are ghosts.

Tanjuro almost subconsciously glanced in the direction where the voice came from.

Turning on the transparency, Umechi Tengen and Tanjuro discovered something on the roof not far away almost at the same time.

on the roof.

“… Found something nice. ”

"That's nice."

Faintly, something seemed to be shaking slightly.

- They were two male ice sculpture boys about fifty centimeters long.

In the dark night, the transparent ice sculpture reflects the miniature moonlight, blending with the night, and you can't find it without looking closely.

The ice sculpture boy held two fans in his hands, and was lying on the edge of the eaves just now, quietly looking at this side.

With a strange smile on his face, his transparent ice eyes looked straight at this side almost undisguisedly.

Tanjuro felt the thick smell of blood coming from the air, and he looked sideways slightly.

- It's a child mill.

Original [Upper Winding II], Tong Mo.

It can be said that it is at two extremes with the original black death Mou.

Black Death Mou has always followed the practice of honing his sword skills, and has never used any so-called blood ghost arts.

Tong Mo focused almost all of his attention on the development of blood ghost arts, and almost all of his moves were developed for breathing.

According to the information provided by the prostitute Taro, Tong Mo is now one of the winds.

In the view of the world, it is impossible to perceive the position of the child.

- His essence is not here.

Those two ice sculptures are just blood demon magic used for remote exploration.

Then.

Trample!

A figure rushed out from Tanjuro's side!

Yu Marrow Tianyuan, who had long noticed the ice sculpture, stepped out and instantly rushed to the roof where the ice sculpture was.

Whew!

The scimitar in his hand quickly slashed through the two blades of light, and the ice sculpture boy's skull suddenly rolled down.

Bang! It fell to the ground and shattered into a pile of ice slag.

Feeling the smooth feel in his hand, Yu Essence Tianyuan's heart suddenly tightened.

- So easily...

“… Pitfall? ”

Yu Marrow Tianyuan held the knife in one hand, he paid attention to his surroundings, his brows furrowed tightly, and under the full opening of the world that was not very skillful, there was no movement around him.

The breath I just felt...

This ghost is definitely on the wind.

And, above the rank of the prostitute Taro.

His gaze slowly shifted to the shattered ice slag on the street, and a suspicion rose in his heart.

In the shattered ice slag, a broken ice eye reflected the appearance of Yu Marrow Tianyuan.

Then.

Uproar——!

A cold wind blew through the back of Yu Yuan's neck.

Frightened, he turned his head to look behind him, but found nothing.

His ears twitched slightly, and he faintly heard a voice with excellent hearing.

"Are you also a ninja...?"

——？！

Yu Marrow Tianyuan endured the pain, grabbed the second knife, pulled it out from behind him, and looked around vigilantly.

What do you mean!?

But, I waited a long time.

Nothing happened.

……

……

Meanwhile.

Somewhere in a dimly lit room.

Gorgeous ornaments hang in the room.

This is the worship room of the [Eternal Bliss Sect].

Tong Mo sat on the futon around the curtain in the middle of the room, he smiled, covering his face with a fan, and the ninja forehead guard wrapped around his arm reflected the miniature light:

“… It's funny. ”

As a ghost, Tong Mo can see the blood of human beings at a glance.

He looked at Yu Essence Tianyuan's appearance and said to himself:

"Brother..."

and—

Tong Mo sits on a futon against the backdrop of the Eternal Bliss Cult, and the reflection in his rainbow-like eyes is the architecture of Yoshiwara Flower Street.

"Oh..."

He looked at Tanjuro who walked over through the eyes of the broken ice sculpture boy, and said to himself with a smile:

"Ahh

His eyes were focused on the earrings with the pattern of Tanjuro's ears:

"The brindle swordsman of the flower earrings..."

The next moment.

The blade of the red Hedao hung down.

Aimed at his ice eyes.

"Huh?" Tong Mo tilted his head, with a trademark smile on his face, and let out a puzzled sound.

Then.

Sneer——!

"Ahh It hurts!! ”

Outside the door.

Several loyal believers looked at each other in surprise when they heard the cries of the Patriarch.

……

Flower Street.

Tanjuro looked at the ice sculpture that had evaporated under the sword, and his face was expressionless.

Lifting the wedge, he watched the blade of the knife lose its heat when it touched the ice sculpture and turned back to a black position, his eyes condensed slightly.

Uchidon Tengen jumped off the roof, and he was just about to say something.

“… Who, who! ”

A faint wheezing sound came from the side of the street.

"Help me...!"

The other side of the street.

"This can't be..."The proprietress was carrying the unconscious Tamako on her back, and another girl was in her arms, with a terrifying fear on her face.

Just now, the flat street behind him suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge deep pit.

She found nearly ten girls in the deep pit, who had disappeared before.

There are many people I don't know, all at the bottom of the deep pit.

Is this all this, did Fern do it alone?

The proprietress showed a will to die, and she realized how she took a revolver to die.

Just when she was in a trance and her eyes were black.

Swish!

Several black figures quickly skimmed by her side, sending a breeze with them.

The proprietress was stunned, and she looked back sluggishly.

Several men in black with wooden boxes on their backs were rushing to the bottom of the pit.

Taking advantage of the inertia of the downward rush, they shook the wooden box on their backs, spread it on the ground, and quickly placed it on the ground, which contained urgent medicines.

"Quick! There are wounded here! ”

"It's coming!"

"Give me a bottle of hemostatic powder!"

"Come here, two of you! He didn't have a heartbeat! ”

"Come, one, two, three!"

They are concise in their work and quick in their actions.

Then.

chua——！

A puff of dust kicked up, and a man in black was already standing in front of the proprietress at some point.

"This lady."

Goto whispered, and he comforted the pale boss:

"Don't worry."

"It's all right."

(End of chapter)