bookbashuk Page 260
Page 260
A faint floral fragrance lingered around my nose.
Although it is still in a very difficult stage, it has inherited the excellent genes of the hibiscus. Although it is still very immature, its scale is already comparable to that of Tamayo.
Unlike the usual plumpness, this is a firm touch that is completely different from the usual, belonging only to a young girl.
"So, that's why you've never stopped calling me father..."
If the Kamado family's legacy was to be carried on, then keeping Tanjiro as the eldest son would be enough. So, the other children, along with Aoi, changed their surname to Narukami Tsuki and began calling him "Father."
Nezuko remained unwilling, and they couldn't get a reason from her, so Natsuhiko and Aoi didn't press her.
But I never expected they would be waiting here!
Chapter 394 Ghost Pillar Prepares for Layoffs
"You're still young..."
Nezuko opened her mouth, as if to say something.
"Doing this kind of thing too early is bad for your health."
Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, she closed her mouth again, somewhat embarrassed, and instead her eyes were filled with joy and shyness.
Given the current situation, Xia Yan naturally couldn't possibly ask Nezuko such a sentimental question as whether they really wanted to do it.
Judging from her actions, she's been thinking about me for a long time, and she's clearly realized that saying those things would be somewhat impolite.
In the current situation, the only thing that can protect a girl's virginity is Xia Yan's meager integrity.
"I can wait."
Xia Yan's words were tantamount to a promise, finally putting an end to the anxiety of the girl who had been holding onto her determination.
She was still thinking about teasing and joking with Xia Yan to solidify their recently strained relationship, but she had just finished a ghost-hunting mission and had only been home for a short time, so she was already exhausted both physically and mentally.
I waited for most of the night, remaining completely focused the whole time.
In addition, she was still a young girl, and she was seducing her stepfather behind her mother's back, so it was inevitable that she would feel uneasy doing such a thing.
Now that she's relaxed, fatigue and drowsiness wash over her, making it hard for her to keep her eyes open.
Like a kitten that hasn't been weaned, it curled up and snuggled into Xia Yan's arms, and then, as if taking an inch, it wrapped its whole body around him.
"???"
Feeling the subtle, slightly raised, and slightly lubricated texture of the object rubbing against his body, Xia Yan, who was about to go to sleep, realized that things were not so simple.
Although Xia Yan was quite familiar with this sensation, in order to prove his conjecture, he reached out and gently stroked it.
"Hmm~~"
The girl, already asleep, murmured softly as if in response to him.
I never expected Nezuko to bring seafood!
I was careless; I didn't flash it!
You, a fake girl still in your loli stage, have no martial ethics and come to ambush an old comrade like me!
It seems I underestimated the girl's determination!
At this moment, Xia Yan felt completely awake and extremely angry.
But looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the girl beside him and listening to her steady breathing, Xia Yan slowly closed his eyes.
Can't I just close my eyes and rest?
Looks like I need to train the new pet on how to work beforehand!
Meanwhile, Ami, the spider mother who had just arrived in her new environment and was full of expectations for the future, was wandering around the house under the cover of night when, for some reason, she suddenly sneezed.
This puzzled her, as she had never been sick or sneezed since becoming a ghost.
But she didn't mind and continued to explore the detached villa, which was like a palace compared to the dilapidated house in the mountains, with great interest.
A ray of morning sun dispelled the darkness of night, and Ami returned to her room with thick curtains that kept out all light. Nezuko was fast asleep, and Natsuhiko was still resting with his eyes closed.
Everyone has a bright future.
Meanwhile, in the underground experimental base of the villa, the exhaustion from drug trials had just ended, and the end of life was approaching.
As a mere Lower Moon Five, he had tried his best, but unfortunately, he still couldn't survive against the drugs developed to target Upper Moon demons, or even Muzan himself.
He lost the only chance to bask in the sun during his entire ghostly life.
at the same time.
Another dimension: Infinite City.
bump--
The sound of shattering glass rang out.
A woman with pale skin, a slender figure, long black hair, and wearing a high-quality kimono with floral patterns, exuding a cold and aloof yet eerie aura, suddenly raised her head.
She crushed the test tube in her hand into powder.
Her scarlet vertical pupils, bloodshot and covered with bulging veins and blood vessels, transformed her original beauty into a ferocious one.
Anyone could tell just how furious this woman was.
A terrifying aura instantly filled the space.
The air was trembling.
This is by no means an exaggeration, because in that instant, all the glass objects in front of him shattered, and various colored potions spilled all over the ground...
"Is that child dead...?"
She has the appearance of a woman, but her voice is that of a man.
Muzan's voice was cold and calm, as if the "child" he mentioned was completely irrelevant to him. His strange tone made him sound more like some kind of arthropod than a human.
Only the wreckage that hadn't been cleaned up yet proved that his emotions weren't as calm as his voice suggested.
The drug that was injected into Rui before only prevented Muzan from contacting Rui for a short period of time, and also prevented him from accurately locating Rui through the Demon King's senses.
If we compare Muzan's senses to a chat room, it's like adding a virtual node to the network.
However, Muzan was still able to clearly sense whether Rui was alive or dead!
Even if you're not sure where to stand, with a total of twelve administrators, it's still quite noticeable if one of you suddenly leaves the group.
"Why are the Lower Moon demons so weak, even though they're all part of the Twelve Demon Moons?! These eyesores, they've received rewards but don't know how to work hard!?"
"These pieces of trash really shouldn't exist!"
Over the past century, he has considered layoffs countless times.
After all, the Lower Moon Demon Moon is of no use whatsoever. It can neither find the whereabouts of the Blue Spider Lily nor defeat a Pillar-level swordsman. Keeping them around would not even be enough to make 3.5 buckets of rice expensive.
It's as if the purpose of these demons' existence is not to serve themselves as the Demon King, but rather to provide merit for the Demon Slayer Corps.
Muzan only showed them a little more leniency because he considered that Rui, a child with a very similar experience to himself, was still in the position of Lower Moon Five.
But now, that bond of tolerance that held us together has died!
"Nakime, bring all the Lower Moon demons before me."
when--
The response to Muzan was the sound of a biwa being plucked.
Having become Upper Moon Three, Biwa-onna once again received Muzan's blood, which enhanced her abilities.
Before the vibrating strings had stopped and the lingering sound had faded, the remaining five demons of this Lower Moon had already appeared before Muzan.
Chapter 395 The Demon Pillar Appears, Standard Answer
"What's going on... Where am I...!?"
Suddenly appearing in a strange and enclosed space, the five newcomers to the Lower Moon Demons looked around in surprise and uncertainty.
Unlike the Upper Moon demons who have served as Upper Moon demons for hundreds of years and frequently visit the Infinity Castle, the Lower Moon demons have changed so frequently that, apart from the favored Rui, none of the current Lower Moon demons have ever been here.
"Is that woman's Blood Demon Art...? Space seems to be distorted around the woman's location!"
The Lower Moon demon, with four buns at the back of his head and the tips of his hair gradually turning orange, looked up at Nakime, who was sitting in a high pavilion holding a four-stringed lute, and expressed his conjecture.
The two large characters "下四" (meaning "lower four") were clearly etched on the left eyeball.
The entire Infinity Castle is centered on Nakime, and its space is twisted, with no clear upper, lower, left, or right structure, and its terrain is extremely complex.
Having never been to such a place before, the Lower Moon demons didn't know what it meant and simply wandered around curiously.
However, this embarrassing reaction only made Muzan, who was already annoyed with them, even more impatient.
Ta-da!
As the string music began, the Lower Moon demons, who had been scattered, were instantly moved to a wooden platform.
"It moved! It's Blood Demon Art again!?"
This sudden, unannounced movement only heightened their panic.
As one of the Twelve Demon Moons, although I know I am not as good as the Upper Moon demons, I am still confident that I have some strength.
Now they can only be manipulated by others, and they can't even understand what's going on, let alone resist. All they know is that it's all related to the sound of the pipa.
This means that if the other party wanted to, they could simply throw them into the sunlight in an instant.
Of course, all of this is just their imagination.
If Nakime were truly that strong, she would have been Upper Moon One long ago; there would have been no need for her to wait until Akaza died and be forcibly promoted by Muzan.
In reality, Nakime's Blood Demon Art merely manipulates this alternate dimension, Infinite Castle, at will, and its interference with the outside world is actually very weak.
At most, in a location that can be clearly seen, the gate to the infinite city in another dimension will be opened.
The reason why she was able to pull the Twelve Demon Moons into the Infinity Castle in an instant was all thanks to Muzan's ability, which allowed her to pinpoint the location of each demon and easily pull them in.
However, as Lower Moon demons, they naturally had no way of knowing such things.
The next second, like a flashbang illuminating the night, an overwhelming presence swept over them, and time itself stole all their attention.