"Ugh, so tired today~"
Fang Wuwei, sitting at his desk, stretched widely. Before him was a mountain of work, but at this moment, his heart felt incredibly light.
"Wuwei, you've worked hard."
A mature male voice came from behind him. Hearing this, Fang Wuwei immediately turned around and smiled ingratiatingly.
"Not at all, Manager, I'm happy to help."
"Hahaha… it's almost time to get off work. Wuwei, you can stop here for today."
Wuwei was his nickname. Because his name meant 'fearless', he was given such a strange nickname.
Fang Wuwei merely narrowed his eyes slightly, and the manager before him vanished without a trace.
Even stranger, despite the room being incredibly noisy, there was only Fang Wuwei present. The voices seemed to come out of thin air, appearing utterly bizarre.
His bag was full of documents. Fang Wuwei took one last look at the lifeless yet noisy company before heading home…
On the street, people still came and went, but their faces were unclear. The sounds they made were even more jarring, foul, and unsettling, making one shiver like insects…
Everyone was like this… or rather, they weren't people… They appeared out of thin air five meters in front of Fang Wuwei and vanished like snowflakes beyond a five-meter radius from him…
Looking up, Fang Wuwei glanced at the sky, at the murky eye deeply embedded above the sky, almost invisible. A red light flashed in his right eye…
At this moment, in the real world, on the roof of the train.
Tanjiro, now awake, drew the Nichirin Blade hanging at his waist. The blade emitted a flowing blue shadow like water. Before him was Enmu, the First Lower Rank Demon, pale and terrifying like a sick person.
"You will not trample on human hearts! I will absolutely… never forgive you!"
Enmu, however, noticed the earrings on Tanjiro's ears, which were the target Lord Muzan had specifically instructed him about.
In his excitement, Enmu raised his hand and addressed the sky.
"I am truly lucky! To find you so quickly! It's like a dream! This way, I can be granted even more of Lord Muzan's blood!"
He had already made up his mind that after he became stronger, he would challenge the Upper Rank Demons to a Blood Battle. He absolutely had to become an Upper Rank! To make Lord Muzan look at him differently!
Tanjiro, standing opposite him, wouldn't idly wait for Enmu to rave. He swung his blade, and the blue flowing shadow attached to it danced, dragging a long, watery light through the air, finally transforming into a slender dragon that coiled around Tanjiro.
Water Breathing, Tenth Form: Constant Flux!
Enmu, facing the charging Tanjiro, also made his move…
Blood Demon Art: Forced Sleep Hypnosis Whispers.
Enmu extended his left hand. On the back of his left hand was a grotesque mouth with large teeth.
The mouth on his left hand softly spoke…
Go to sleep now~
And Tanjiro, affected by the Blood Demon Art, promptly fell asleep, his Constant Flux instantly interrupted.
However, with a stumble, Tanjiro hadn't even fallen to the ground when he opened his eyes again and attacked Enmu.
Enmu, that person… that demon was foolish.
He hastily dodged Tanjiro's two slashes, leaping high to create distance. Upon landing, he found Tanjiro charging at him again, blade in hand, full of momentum.
"Sleep!"
The mouth on Enmu's left hand opened again. Tanjiro stumbled, his steps unsteady, nearly falling off the train.
But he recovered without incident. The reawakened Tanjiro merely gritted his teeth and charged fiercely at Enmu again with his Nichirin Blade.
No matter how many times he was put to sleep, Tanjiro remained unaffected. This mental resilience would make a fortune endorsing Red Bull and Dongpeng Energy Drink.
Enmu was breaking down. He was known as the Dream Demon, yet his proud sleep ability was utterly useless…
Watching Tanjiro, who utterly ignored his Blood Demon Art and whose Water Breathing continuously flowed on his blade, charge again, dragging a watery shadow, Enmu dodged frantically.
He was astonished. Having peered into Tanjiro's dream, he understood why Tanjiro could ignore his Blood Demon Art. The answer was…
Tanjiro had no immunity. He fell for it every time, but each time, he committed suicide the moment he entered the dream, returning to the real world.
Such powerful willpower, such powerful mental strength, made him… restless.
Seeing that pleasant dreams were useless, Enmu once again resorted to nightmares.
Tanjiro fell asleep. In his dream, he saw blood-like snow falling, covering his former home.
His former family members all spoke ill of him, blaming Tanjiro.
Why didn't he come to save them! Why! Why wasn't it him who died!
Looking at the room full of corpses, and the blood falling like snow outside the house.
…This only made Tanjiro angrier.
"My family! How could they say such things!!! My family, I will never allow you to insult!!!"
Tanjiro's Water Breathing was stronger than ever. Water dragons encircled him, and his blade delivered a fatal blow towards Enmu's neck.
But unfortunately, Enmu… was not what he used to be.
He awkwardly dodged the slash that should have decapitated him in the original story, sacrificing one arm. Enmu endured the blow.
Blood seeped from the blade and the wound. Seeing that the first strike missed, Tanjiro quickly pulled back, his Constant Flux on the blade reigniting. He rapidly charged, intending to attack again.
However, a hooded figure, whose gender was unclear, suddenly appeared, blocking Enmu's path, forcing Tanjiro to abruptly halt his attack.
He didn't smell a demon. Was it a human? A human controlled by a demon, like those people earlier!
"Get out of the way! He's a demon! Get back into the train! It's too dangerous here!"
Tanjiro, blinded by rage, didn't even consider why an ordinary person would appear on the roof of a train.
The person seemed to slightly pause upon hearing Tanjiro's roar, then moved aside.
Water flow light and shadow reappeared on Tanjiro's blade, and he dashed towards Enmu again…
"…You're truly useless, Enmu."
As he passed the human, Tanjiro seemed to hear a whisper from that person.
The next instant, Tanjiro felt his body being crushed by an invisible wind pressure, unable to move an inch. The pressure squeezed Tanjiro's lungs, and his breathing became chaotic, causing his Water Breathing to instantly vanish…
"Your Excellency… impressive skill…"
The disheveled Enmu instantly recovered from all his injuries and clapped his hands, looking at the figure before him.
The figure finally removed his hood, revealing a handsome face. It was a man.
"Enmu, you are truly useless. We've already given you higher-level power, yet you almost couldn't even defeat a single swordsman."
"Hmph, Your Excellency speaks without knowing the pain. This is the Demon Slayer Lord Muzan specifically ordered to be killed. Furthermore, I used the power to strengthen my main body.
Your Excellency better be careful, don't forget, you are still inside my main body right now!"
The Reincarnators no longer paid attention to Enmu, but instead looked at Tanjiro with interest…
"You… are you a demon too?!"
"Demon… Hahaha, I am not something that cannot see the light. I am human, you didn't smell wrong, Tanjiro."
"Human… Why! Why would you conspire with demons?!"
"Hahaha… We have the same goal, why not?!"
Seeing Tanjiro captured and even toyed with, Enmu no longer questioned, only instructing not to damage Tanjiro's earrings. Then he controlled the train, preparing to devour the remaining Demon Slayers first…
Inside the train, countless disgusting, rotten-looking pieces of flesh suddenly emerged from everywhere, forming countless tentacles and flesh walls, moving towards the sleeping people inside, about to begin their slaughter…
But, the strangely dressed young man, who had been sleeping, was now restless…