"Nezuko! What's wrong... What... What happened?!"
A boy wearing a green plaid jacket is kneeling outside a dilapidated wooden house, with a girl covered in blood beside him.
When he turned to look into the cabin, his eyes widened as if an earthquake had struck, because all his family members were covered in blood, their bodies riddled with visible wounds.
After a moment of collapse, he discovered that the girl beside him, his younger sister Nezuko, still had a faint body temperature.
He quickly wiped away the tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, hoisted his younger sister onto his back, and ran down the mountain, panting heavily, trying to find a doctor to save his only remaining sister.
Just seconds after he left, a girl inside the cabin, who was also covered in blood and wounds, suddenly opened her eyes, followed by heavy breathing.
It hurts! It hurts so much! What's going on? Is there blood on me? I can't breathe, I feel like I'm suffocating...
As the girl gasped for breath with her head held high, she tried her best to calm herself down. As her thoughts gradually calmed down, fragmented memories and intense emotions surged up all at once.
Kamado... Chinatsu? !
The world of Demon Slayer?!
Huh? Wait a minute, is there such a character in Demon Slayer? Isn't Tanjiro the eldest son and Nezuko the eldest daughter? Where did this "character account" come from?
Chika looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling, her blood-stained cheeks twitching slightly.
How could she not know the plot of Demon Slayer? After all, this anime is one of the most popular anime in recent years. Even people who are not into anime have heard of its existence.
Chika glanced around with a dazed look in her eyes. Beside her were her mother, Kamado Aoi, and her younger brothers, Kamado Takeo, Kamado Shigeru, and Kamado Rokuta.
All of them were lifeless. The smell of blood disgusted Chika. Despite the pain, she tried to move her unfamiliar body. The movement was awkward, her body stiff and her movements sluggish, her whole body like a doll.
The strange thing is that the pain in my body is gradually disappearing, but the wound is still bleeding. Is it just that the pain has disappeared?
Chika was a little confused, but now was clearly not the time to be confused. She tried her best to walk around the wooden house, and every step was very difficult.
With unsteady steps, she arrived at the kitchen, hoping to find a mirror to see what she looked like, but she couldn't find a complete mirror in the kitchen, only fragments of it.
The memories that surfaced in her mind were somewhat blurry, but what emerged more were the original owner's intense emotions. Qianxia covered her head with one hand and prepared to turn around and walk out of the kitchen. She wanted to try to leave the wooden house, but this body was really uncooperative. As soon as Qianxia left the wooden house, she tripped and fell flat on her face on the snow outside the wooden house.
Damn it! God, it's one thing to let me transmigrate here, but at least give me a decent body! I don't need to have explosive muscles like Mitsuri, or any special abilities, or at least be able to walk normally... I've been too hasty!
Qianxia lay on the snow. Although she could hardly speak, her mind was still very active. She used the same mouth that had once made a con artist cough up blood to curse the God who had brought her here. Although it was not vulgar language, every word attacked her internally and hit her right where it hurt.
Unfortunately, "God" did not answer her. In the real world, Chinatsu lay on the snow, continuing to hang up, until Tanjiro and Giyu Tomioka finished the first storyline and returned to the cabin with Nezuko, who had become a demon but regained consciousness.
Tanjiro had intended to return to collect the remains of his family members and pay his respects, but when he saw Chinatsu, who should have been inside the house, appearing outside the cabin, he was so startled that his eyes widened and he quickly ran over.
"Wh...what! Sister!!!"
Tanjiro ran to Chinatsu's side, and Nezuko, who had already transformed into a demon, quickly followed. Her eyes had turned into tiny beady eyes, and she was anxiously stomping her feet beside her.
Tanjiro was also anxious. He put a finger on Chinatsu's nose. Although her breathing was very weak, she was still breathing.
"He's still alive! If we go down the mountain to find a doctor now, there might still be hope!" Tanjiro's hands trembled with excitement, and large tears rolled down his cheeks.
Now is not the time to shed tears!
Tanjiro quickly wiped away his tears. Although he was exhausted, he still pulled Chinatsu up from the snow and carried her on his back. Together with Nezuko, they ran quickly down the mountain.
Soon the two arrived at the foot of the mountain and found a village doctor. The doctor was stunned when he saw Chinatsu being carried on Tanjiro's back. Her injuries were too severe.
"Doctor! Please save my sister!"
Tanjiro excitedly spoke to the doctor, while Nezuko beside him nodded frantically, as if her head were a tiny electric motor.
But the doctor fell silent, because just by looking at her, he could tell how serious Qianxia's injuries were. He was just a village doctor, not a celestial being, so how could he save her?
"I'm sorry, I can't do that."
After hearing the doctor's words, Tanjiro, no matter how calm he was, showed signs of breaking down. Pure despair is often not the most despairing thing; what is most despairing is giving you hope and then immediately giving you despair.
"How could this be...?"
Tanjiro pursed his lips, lowered his head, and muttered softly. Nezuko, standing beside him, couldn't hold back any longer, and large tears welled up in her eyes.
Just then, Chinatsu, who was being carried on Tanjiro's back, suddenly opened her eyes.
Compared to the physical mutilation, the eyes were full of spirit.
"Don't cry, I'm not dead yet."
As Qianxia uttered these words, everyone present was instantly stunned, with the doctor in front of them being the most shocked.
All those words were condensed into a vulgar phrase, while Chinatsu, being dragged along Tanjiro's back, had a pair of dead fish eyes.
To be honest, she herself was also puzzled as to why she was still alive, but since she was still alive, the injuries on her body shouldn't be able to kill her... probably?
Let's just consider it a perk for transmigrators. The most urgent thing right now is to adapt to this body as quickly as possible.
"Tanjiro, put me down."
Chinatsu was thinking of having Tanjiro put her down first, but Tanjiro and Nezuko's expressions changed drastically.
Nezuko crossed her arms and shook her head frantically, while Tanjiro answered even more resolutely, "Absolutely not!"
Looking at their expressions, Chika probably understood why they were like that.
Put me down = Don't worry about me anymore
Wow, both of them got full marks in Chinese.
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