"Sister!"
Gyuutarou was burning with anxiety, wanting to go to her but Yoizumi had his feet tied down.
Damn it!
As fellow demons, he couldn't kill Yoizumi, but Yoizumi could kill him with his nichirin blade, and even the poison that grazed him had no effect.
Gyuutarou's chaotic offensive moves were all blocked.
Moreover, Yoizumi's Breathing Style restrained his movements; the pure white snow was so dazzling in his eyes.
He hated snow!
Cold and hunger always accompanied it.
"My score is complete!"
"Here I go!"
Uzui Tengen shouted, and the Sound Breathing, evolved from Thunder Breathing, was accompanied by the roar of thunder when used. The rotating nichirin blade was surrounded by lightning, emitting a "sizzle" sound.
Yoizumi moved aside, and Gyuutarou's attacks, whether flying blood scythes or autonomous attacks, were all blocked by Uzui Tengen one by one.
"Score? He converted my attack rhythm into musical notes?!"
Gyuutarou was beaten back steadily. Uzui Tengen would always hit him in the gaps after his attacks, slashing open his chest, arms, and thighs.
His regeneration ability, slowed by Yoizumi's Breath of Snow, couldn't even keep up with the speed of his injuries.
His head would be cut off!
In Gyuutarou's single eye, he clearly saw that golden-haired demon accumulating power!
Breath of Snow First Form: Falling Snow
Yoizumi bent his knees slightly, his breath turning into white mist. The falling snow, its chill rushing towards Gyuutarou, along with the endless fine snow, allowed his nichirin blade to easily sever Gyuutarou's head.
It's okay, his sister is still alive!
As long as one of them is alive, they won't die!
So… "Huh?"
"Why?"
"Why was your head cut off too?!"
The rolling heads tumbled a few times, and the siblings stared at each other.
"To have your head cut off by a blade like that, you really are useless!" Gyuutarou roared.
Daki was also in despair. She had barely managed to deplete some of the toxins in her body, only to be killed by an ugly guy with a scar on his forehead.
Could she be blamed?
It was all her brother's fault!
It was all because he didn't come to save her, which is why she died!
"Yoizumi-nii!" Tanjirou immediately rushed over after evacuating the crowd, and helped Shinobu cut off Daki's head.
Shinobu landed beside Yoizumi from the rooftop. The female demon's eyes regenerated before her head was cut off. As expected, it wasn't enough to kill an Upper Moon.
She clenched her fist; it wasn't enough.
She needed to be even… even more… "Shinobu's poison is even stronger."
"How amazing."
Yoizumi said, seeing the miserable state of the crying demon.
If Shinobu had used this poison back then, Yoizumi estimated he would have had a tough time too.
"It's still not enough~" Shinobu shook her head, she still needed to work harder.
The gradually dissipating demons on the ground were still arguing. With only enough throat recovered to make a sound, Daki's voice was so shrill and piercing.
"It's because you're too useless to even kill these few good-for-nothings!"
"It's all your fault!"
"How could a hideous guy like you be my brother!"
Gyuutarou was furious, gasping for breath with his mouth open. After a while, his voice, laced with anger, said, "I regret from the bottom of my heart protecting you for so long!"
"How I wish you weren't here!"
"If you hadn't been born…"
Gyuutarou's words were cut short because Tanjirou covered his mouth.
Tanjirou's voice suppressed sad emotions.
"You're lying, you don't really think that."
You can't say such things.
How can a brother say such things to his sister?
You are each other's support, and no one will forgive your evil deeds.
At least don't speak ill of each other.
Yoizumi turned away, no longer watching.
If he and Nezuko both became man-eating demons, would they also end up like this?
Then what would Tanjirou do… It's good that such a thing didn't happen.
With the demon's dissipation,
Upper Rank Six was annihilated.
"Tengen-sama!" Suma ran and cried, throwing herself into Uzui Tengen's arms, wiping all her tears and snot onto his clothes.
"How amazing! You defeated an Upper Moon!"
"Why are you crying?" He stroked his wife's head helplessly, not minding as he hugged Suma back.
"Tengen-sama," Hinatsuru smiled gently, and Uzui Tengen wrapped his large arm around her, pulling her into his embrace.
Makio stood hesitantly to the side, her eyes constantly glancing over there, but Uzui Tengen understood his wife perfectly.
So.
"Makio, what are you doing standing there alone, come here."
"I can't do anything with you," Makio mumbled, blushing, as her body honestly leaned towards him.
Shinobu looked at Uzui Tengen, who was embracing two women, with a look of disgust. She poked Yoizumi's back and whispered softly.
"Yoizumi, you can't be like him, understand?"
"Mm," Yoizumi nodded obediently, and casually changed his hair back to its original length, which was much more comfortable.
Tanjirou collected the blood of Upper Rank Six. A meow sounded, Chachamaru appeared, and took away the test tube.
"He really was here all along," Tanjirou sighed. Beside him, the sleeping Zenitsu's head bobbed, almost falling to the ground. He woke up groggily, then suddenly shrieked.
"So many! So many sashes!"
He covered his head in terror and squatted on the ground, only to be shaken by Inosuke and pressed to the ground. Inosuke held down the struggling Zenitsu, muttering.
"Hurry up and sleep!"
"It's better if you just keep sleeping!"
Agatsuma Zenitsu resisted, completely confused by Inosuke's madness.
"What are you doing! Let go of me!"
"Stop messing around, we should go back," Tanjirou said helplessly. He wanted to go to his brother's side but found that all the Hashira present had become alert.
Their gazes were fixed on a spot not far away. Tanjirou followed their line of sight, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
A man with white-oak hair, with a dark red center that looked like it had been drenched in blood, a black cloak, a red top, and eyes as beautiful as a rainbow, stood there smiling, fanning himself with a golden iron fan engraved with lotus patterns.
He approached slowly, step by step, with a gentle, hypocritical smile on his face, muttering.
"How sad."
"I was the one who turned them into demons~"
"Now that they're dead, it won't look good to Muzan-sama."
"How will you compensate me?"
"I'm going to be scolded, you know~"
Tanjirou swallowed, his trembling hand gripping the hilt of his nichirin blade.
Why?
Why was Upper Rank Two here?!
The words "Upper Rank Two" in the newcomer's eyes were clearly imprinted in the eyes of everyone present.
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