Everything was gone overnight.
Mitsuko wandered aimlessly through the rainy night, not knowing where to go or where he should be.
"I remember that my mother loved flowers the most, and my father loved mountains the most. How about I find you a mountain covered with flowers to be your new home?"
Mitsuko received no reply and looked sadly at Kenichi and Miyako's pale faces.
The rain gradually stopped at this point.
Mitsuko perked up again: "If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement. I'll go find a new home right now."
Using his blood to support the bodies of Kenichi and Miyako, Mitsuko chose the tallest mountain nearby and began to climb it.
The higher and bigger the mountain, the more my father would like it...
As Mitsuko climbed halfway up the mountain, he smelled an odor that he found extremely repulsive.
The smell made Mitsuko feel unwell, and she felt dizzy.
Furthermore, the blood carrying Kenichi and Miyako began to become extremely unstable.
Just when Mitsuko was about to give up and move on to another mountain.
He looked up.
On the mountaintop, there were clusters of bright purple flowers that looked like grapes.
Mitsuko had read a book about flowers by Miyako.
The book records this flower as wisteria.
The wisteria flower symbolizes dedicating everything to love.
Just like Kenichi and Miyako, they gave their lives for Mitsuko.
This beautiful scenery convinced Mitsuko that this was the perfect new home for her.
Mitsuko decided that he must take his parents to the top of the mountain.
Mitsuko focused his mind, controlling the blood as he continued climbing the mountain.
The closer Mitsuko got to the summit, the more intense his discomfort became.
In the end, Mitsuko could no longer control his blood.
Mitsuko tied Kenichi and Miyako's corpses to her body with vines, then carried them on her back and continued climbing step by step.
After overcoming numerous hardships, we finally reached the summit.
The beautiful scene before Mitsuko was breathtaking.
The entire mountain peak is a forest of wisteria flowers.
The wisteria was in full bloom, densely covered with flowers.
Despite his physical discomfort, Mitsuko led Kenichi and Miyako into the wisteria grove.
They found an open space in the very center.
"Father, Mother, you must be very satisfied with this place. This will be our new home from now on."
Mitsuko began to build graves for Kenichi and Miyako.
Because he had no tools, Mitsuko could only dig the soil with his bare hands.
After digging for an unknown amount of time, they unearthed a grave large enough to accommodate Kenichi and Miyako.
Mitsuko carefully placed Kenichi and Miyako into the grave, tidied their appearance, and then covered the grave with soil.
After doing all this, Mitsuko knelt before the grave and murmured to himself:
"Father, Mother, I still killed someone. You must be blaming me..."
"But I don't regret it, they deserved to die!"
"Father, Mother, I'm so lost. Am I human or a demon? I don't know where to go..."
The sun rose once again.
Fortunately, the wisteria grove blocked out the sunlight, preventing Mitsuko from getting any direct sunlight.
Mitsuko, whose whereabouts are unknown, lay curled up beside the grave, as if Kenichi and Miyako had never left.
Several days passed in this way, and Mitsuko suddenly felt a surge of restlessness and depression.
This is a sign that things are about to get out of control.
Without blood, Mitsuko was completely unable to control his loss of control.
Mitsuko didn't want to lose control at Kenichi and Miyako's graves and wanted to leave.
However, Mitsuko's consciousness gradually began to fade.
Just as things were about to get out of control, Mitsuko saw wisteria blossoms falling to the ground.
Without any hesitation, Mitsuko grabbed a handful of wisteria blossoms and swallowed them.
Mitsuko guessed that since the scent of wisteria flowers disgusted him and could affect his control over his blood.
This suggests that the wisteria flower is poisonous to the part of him that is a demon, so perhaps it can suppress his loss of control.
As expected, Mitsuko felt himself regaining some of his rationality.
But that's far from enough.
This amount can only delay the inevitable; to completely suppress his loss of control, even more wisteria flowers are needed.
Mitsuko continuously swallowed the wisteria blossoms around him until he completely suppressed his loss of control.
But since it's poison, it must be toxic.
Mitsuko could feel that the toxins from the wisteria were constantly damaging his body.
It felt as if his body was being corroded by sulfuric acid, causing Mitsuko excruciating pain.
Mitsuko's veins turned purplish-black, and purplish-black veins also bulged on his face.
The extreme pain caused Mitsuko to howl loudly.
Mitsuko collapsed to the ground, her eyes glazed over.
Before losing consciousness and falling into a coma, he seemed to see a figure approaching him.
...
When Mitsuko woke up again, it was already night.
There was a bonfire burning nearby.
"You're awake?"
Mitsuko suddenly stood up and saw an old man with no hair, a white beard, and wearing monk's robes sitting next to him.
"Who are you?"
"You can call me Monk Kūkai. I planted this wisteria grove."
Mitsuko wanted to leave, but he had no strength left in his body and collapsed to the ground as soon as he got up.
"Wisteria flowers are highly poisonous to demons. You've eaten too many wisteria flowers, and it will take some time for the toxins in your body to break down."
"Since you know I'm a demon, why do you still dare to approach me?"
"In my opinion, you are just a person troubled by a disease called demon. If you were a demon, you would not have come to this wisteria grove, nor would you have used wisteria to suppress your desire for flesh and blood."
For some reason, Mitsuko couldn't help but trust the old man named Kūkai in front of him.
Mitsuko looked at the old man in front of him and asked in confusion, "You seem to know demons very well?"
After chanting "Amitabha," Kūkai explained, "I am a monk, and also a Demon Slayer of the Demon Slayer Corps, so I am quite familiar with demons."
Upon hearing the words "Demon Slayer," Mitsuko recalled two people who always appeared in his mind: "Master Kūkai, do you know Muzan Kibutsuji and Yoriichi Tsugikuni?"
Kūkai looked at Mitsuko in astonishment: "How could you call Kibutsuji Muzan by his name?"
Mitsuko asked curiously, "Can't I say the name Kibutsuji Muzan?"
"The name Muzan Kibutsuji is a taboo among demons. Muzan Kibutsuji casts a curse in his blood, and no demon can utter his name, or he will be devoured by the curse and die."
Mitsuko examined his body: "But I didn't feel anything special."
Kūkai was also very puzzled: "Strange, really strange, child, how do you know the name Yoriichi Tsugikuni?"
"These two people always appear in my mind. Sometimes it's the memory of Muzan Kibutsuji, sometimes it's the memory of Yoriichi Tsugikuni, and sometimes it's the memory of the two of them appearing at the same time and fighting."
Kūkai also sensed something was wrong: "Child, how exactly did you become a demon?"
"I don't know either. Six years ago, I drank some unknown liquid and became like this."
Mitsuko did not hide anything and told Kūkai what he knew.
Kūkai's expression was somewhat solemn: "Child, may I see your blood?"
Mitsuko forced a drop of blood from her fingertip, which landed in Kūkai's palm.
Kūkai gently rubbed his palm, feeling the blood flowing through it, and sensed two completely different powers within it.