Chapter 38 News of the Bliss Cult
"Mingzhu-sama, Huaju-sama——."
Kasugai Crow arrived in a panic with several members of the Demon Slayer Corps. The support staff of the Hidden Corps also quickly stepped forward and gave them a quick first aid.
After being given simple bandages, Tenka Umi and Asai Sakura felt almost nothing. Their battle with Hoshino Shirone was mainly due to being controlled, so the damage was not significant but still fatal.
The two needed to return to the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters as soon as possible. They planned to report the battle to their lord and discuss Muzan Kibutsuji's recent changes.
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As for Yan Sheng, after leaving the forest, he did not return to Infinite City, but stayed in the town. He went to an inn, booked a room, and sat down at the innermost spot on the first floor.
This inn is located on a central street, and because of the many buildings around it, only the areas near the entrance and windows receive direct sunlight. This is very beneficial for Iwakatsu, who is prone to succumbing to sunlight.
He sat in the shade, less noticeable because of the pillars blocking his view. He placed tea and snacks on the table and sat there listening intently to the conversations of the others.
Not many people get up to eat breakfast in the morning, but a conversation between a girl and two other people caught Iwakatsu's attention.
Eternal Bliss Cult
Yan Sheng listened silently, his mind racing. Of course he remembered this; if he wasn't mistaken, Upper Moon Two from the original story was in this Paradise Cult.
Doma, a person who has shown no emotions since childhood, would, in modern terms, be considered to have a congenital mental illness due to a lack of emotional intelligence. Iwakatsu believes the most plausible explanation is a combination of emotional disorder and the aforementioned emotional disorder.
When I first read the manga, Iwakatsu's assessment of Doma was neutral. Because of his emotional deficiencies, Iwakatsu felt it wasn't fair to call him bad; he wasn't a good person, but he wasn't inherently evil either. It was mainly due to his family circumstances and living environment.
"The Lord will surely save you."
The girl seemed to have gotten quite excited, and her voice became much louder, pulling Yan Sheng back to reality.
"No matter what suffering, sadness, or pain you may experience, you will not have to bear all the sorrows yourself. The Master will listen to your voice and let you live a happy life until you enter the Pure Land."
The girl placed her hands on her chest as if in prayer; she was a devout follower of the cult leader.
The girl is sixteen years old this year. A few years ago, her family suffered a misfortune. She went from being a poor ordinary person to a pitiful person burdened with debt.
Her father was a kind and gentle carpenter, and his work was praised by many. But the girl disliked her father; he was supposed to be her father, yet he often went out to steal food.
So, the girl's home fell apart after she went into debt. She seemed to feel that whenever I came home, she would ask me about things like the house.
From that day on, her suffering began with debt and the need to sell her possessions. Her father always demanded that she marry, have children, and be married off. She didn't want to be a sacrifice, didn't want to be someone who could be easily taken away by someone else with a dowry.
She arrived at the Eternal Bliss Church in winter, when she secretly ran away from home while her family was asleep.
Are you alright?
As the snow blanketed everything and the weather turned bitterly cold, a voice filled with deep concern asked her. She looked up into his eyes, eyes that had been multicolored since birth, like dazzling gemstones.
His hair was a pure, flawless white oak. His voice was gentle, like a spring breeze after winter had passed. His words were like a lighthouse on the deep sea, guiding a cruise ship.
I miss the leader so much.
Seeing the girl's appearance, the short-haired girl sitting opposite her felt that it probably wasn't fake. She was a little unsure of what to do, so she gritted her teeth and asked.
"How do I know if this doctrine is false?"
Hearing this, the girl looked at her with strong disapproval. She said with longing in her eyes, "The cult leader is a person favored by the gods. He can not only hear the voice of the gods, but also help people who are troubled. And we are all saved by him."
"But."
She seemed about to say something, but was pulled by a hand covered in bluish bruises. She trembled like a frightened kitten.
"Waaaaah, I want to go see! I really can't hold on much longer, little sister, let's go together."
She covered her face and cried. She was so tired. She couldn't stand her current life. But when she heard this news, she was deeply moved.
She needs to start over, if she can.
The short-haired girl sighed helplessly. She knew that for her sister, nothing could be worse than this, so she slowly nodded.
And so, Yan Sheng watched the three of them leave together. Without lingering, Yan Sheng got up and walked towards the top of the stairs.
The room was excellent; aside from the fact that the window wasn't closed and it felt almost chilly when I entered, it was really nice. Thinking this, Yan Sheng took off his outer garment, leaving only his inner clothes.
Yan Sheng silently stared at the kimono that had been scalded and torn not long after he put it on, cursing under his breath. He had only just taken the clothes with him.
rest.
It's a very luxurious word, and Yan Sheng doesn't know why he suddenly wants to sleep. After becoming a demon, he doesn't need to sleep most of the time, doing different things every day.
Iwakatsu thought he was just tired and exhausted, but he didn't expect to be so sleepy, as if he couldn't control his body. This situation made Iwakatsu extremely anxious.
"I'm so hungry."
Um?
Yan Sheng blinked blankly. He sat on the soft cushion, half-covered by the blanket, and felt hungry. Come to think of it, the last time he ate was before he met Nakime.
Wait a minute, I drank the blood of that scoundrel boss not long ago.
Yan Sheng scratched his head in confusion. He was really hungry and sleepy. His hand unconsciously touched his chest where the scab had just formed.
Ghosts need a lot of energy to recover, so eating people is a good way to speed up their recovery. If he had been eating, his injuries would have healed long ago.
I'm so sleepy, I'll take a nap, it's daytime anyway.
Iwakatsu lay down, and the moment he closed his eyes, he sensed Muzan Kibutsuji's deadly chain of attacks. Iwakatsu felt incredibly annoyed and wanted to ignore the message.
Yan Sheng slapped his face in frustration to calm himself down before opening the chat box with the scoundrel boss.
"Kuroshibo, where are you now?"
Do you want to join me for sunbathing?
Iwakatsu smiled with a deathly smile. Although he had a lot of dissatisfaction with Muzan Kibutsuji, as a dutiful subordinate, Iwakatsu still replied in a good-natured manner.
"Muzan, sir, your subordinate is in...Sanchuan Village."
"Okay, you wait here, I'll be there tonight."
"yes."
Muzan Kibutsuji didn't have many demands on Kokushibo. Even if Kokushibo refused some of his missions, it was fine because their relationship wasn't just that of superior and subordinate, but also one of cooperation.
But Yan Sheng never seemed to refuse his requests, and he always did a very good job of fulfilling them.
Thus, before Iwakatsu discovered it, Kibutsuji Muzan's evaluation and favorability towards him were much higher than in the original work.
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