Chapter 117 Finding Tamayo

"I absolutely, absolutely cannot forgive you."

As Muzan Kibutsuji looked at it, it was as if he saw that fiery red figure from back then. The strong sense of déjà vu made his vertical pupils reveal his true colors, and his face darkened.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

The girl flinched slightly when she saw Muzan Kibutsuji's expression, which made him quickly realize what was happening and give her a gentle smile.

"It's alright, Reiko, let's go."

Muzan Kibutsuji led the two to the car and handed the girl over to Reiko.

"Isn't Dad coming?"

"I have work meetings to attend to, and I'm quite bothered by the commotion earlier."

Muzan Kibutsuji looked at the girl, patted her head, and smiled at Reiko's worried gaze.

"husband…… ."

"It's nothing, I was just asking the officer a few questions."

Seeing Muzan Kibutsuji in this state, Reiko nodded, took her daughter into the car, and watched his figure grow smaller and smaller.

After the two left, Muzan Kibutsuji's face instantly turned gloomy. The brim of his hat concealed the bulging veins on his face. He slowly turned into an alley and was met by two men and a woman.

"Snap—".

As they passed each other, the obviously drunk man bumped into Muzan Kibutsuji. The intense pain made the man turn around in displeasure, clutching his hand and glaring at Muzan.

"Ouch! Can't you watch where you're going?"

"……Excuse me."

Muzan Kibutsuji had no desire to argue with the other party any further, and after speaking, he continued walking forward.

"Hey, stop right there!"

The man grabbed Muzan Kibutsuji's shoulder in displeasure, but the other man didn't turn around and apologized again.

"Excuse me, I have an urgent matter."

Enraged by Muzan Kibutsuji's attitude, the man's face turned red, and he pointed at Muzan Kibutsuji and began to curse: "Hey, you really have good taste in clothes, it's really annoying, and you even have a pale face, you look like you're dead now."

Muzan Kibutsuji paused, his red vertical pupils contracted, and he turned back with a grim expression, raising his hand to strike the man's head.

"Bang--."

The man slammed into the wall, and the woman accompanying him turned pale with fright and rushed forward to check on him. Another burly man rushed forward, but was kicked away by Muzan Kibutsuji.

Blood spurted from the man's mouth, and he crashed heavily to the ground. The sight terrified the woman, who trembled all over and stared motionless.

Do I look tired?

Muzan Kibutsuji appeared in front of the woman in an instant, his red vertical pupils staring intently at her, frightening her so much that she froze and couldn't utter a single word.

"Do I look pale? Do I look weak? Do I look like I'm about to die? Do I look like I'm about to die?"

"No, no, no, no, I am a being that is infinitely close to perfection."

As Muzan Kibutsuji spoke, he poked his finger into the woman's forehead, his face filled with terror.

"What do you think would happen if you received a large amount of blood from me? The human body cannot tolerate the rate of deformation; cells will gradually break down."

"Aa ...

Muzan Kibutsuji ignored the dead woman, snapped his fingers, and said to the two demons that appeared, "Take the head of the demon slayer who wears paper-like earrings, understand?"

"yes."

——

Yoriichi carried Iwakatsu for a long time, rushing to the location he remembered. Because he couldn't move during the day, he didn't see the familiar surroundings until the night of the third day.

"It's alright, elder brother, we'll be there soon."

Yoriichi looked down at Iwakatsu, who remained unconscious, a hint of tenderness in his red eyes, and then headed towards his destination.

Even when he was still some distance away, Yoriichi Tsugikuni sensed a violent aura. He carefully discerned that there were the auras of five demons and one human.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni's expression darkened. It seemed that Miss Tamayo was in danger. He quickened his pace, holding the demon tightly in his arms. His clear vision allowed him to see the situation inside the room.

They are the two children of the Kamado family, Miss Tamayo, and Mr. Yushiro.

Nezuko kicked the ball back, and everyone watched in surprise, not expecting Nezuko to be so strong.

Seeing that the other party was still about to attack, Tamayo decided to lend a hand to Kamado Nezuko. In that instant, a red figure leaped over from outside the wall, and in a flash, kicked the female demon in the waist, sending her flying against the wall.

"Mr. Yoriichi!"

Tamayo stared in surprise at the man who had suddenly appeared before her, who was holding a purple figure and standing there steadily.

Yoriichi's kick left the demon covered in wounds, causing it to slide to the ground and vomit blood.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni ignored him and quickly walked up to Tamayo, revealing Iwakatsu in his arms.

"Miss Tamayo, something happened to my brother..."

"Damn it, who is it!"

Before Yoriichi Tsugikuni could finish speaking, a sudden roar made his eyes darken. Tamayo was the first to stop him, telling Yoriichi Tsugikuni to make the move, probably because the blood collection had failed again.

Now that the opponent thought Yoriichi's attack was very weak, Tamayo didn't hesitate and used her Blood Demon Art - Daytime Incense.

"Miss Twelve Demon Moons, that man is nothing but a coward, always afraid of..."

"Shut up, you bastard, shut up!!"

Tamayo ignored the other person's screams and continued to entice them with her pink eyes until the other person could no longer resist.

"That person's abilities are unparalleled! Stronger than anyone else, Lord Kibutsuji is—."

The moment the words left her mouth, Tamayo won. Her technique acted like a confession agent; she looked at her opponent with a pitying expression.

"Ahhhhhh, please forgive me, please, please forgive me."

The female ghost screamed, her rapidly recovering body struggling desperately, but to no avail. Several enormous hands reached out from her body and crushed her head, leaving it in pieces.

The terrifying commotion caused everyone except Tamayo and Yoriichi Tsugikuni to turn pale, staring in disbelief at the bloody scene.

Tamayo stepped forward, knelt down, paused for a moment, and then reached out to take out a syringe to extract the demon's blood.

"This is……"

"It's a curse. The cells of Muzan that remained in his body damaged the demon's body. Basically... battles between demons are pointless, because nothing can inflict fatal damage on a demon except for the blade of a demon slayer and sunlight."

"However, Muzan can destroy the cells of demons."

"Don't inhale Lady Tamayo's technique; it's harmful to the human body."

Yushiro quickly stepped forward and covered Tanjiro's mouth and nose, saying that the others' gazes were fixed on Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who simply shook his head, saying that this didn't affect him much and that they weren't close to him anyway.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni looked at the gruesome-looking ghost from afar and said calmly.

"This isn't one of the Twelve Demon Moons; it's too weak."

Tamayo nodded. There were indeed no numbers engraved in the eyes of this ghost. She stood up and looked at the ghost that was gradually dissipating on the other side.

"The Twelve Demon Moons have numbers engraved on their eyeballs, and the other one probably isn't either; they're both very weak."

Tanjiro Kamado's pupils contracted; he was utterly shocked, never expecting it to be different.

Those two ghosts were too weak...?