When Tanjiro said that, I knew it was Ryo.

The time is coming when you will backstab me to my face.

Don't act so tragic. Things are not at all what you imagined. You make it seem like I'm in such a miserable state.

Actually, it's not true. I'm not miserable at all. If I have to say one part of me that is miserable, it's the part where you stabbed me in the back. That's the real ruthlessness.

I used a little force to pull the wrist that Tanjiro was holding free. I could feel that it was not because I was strong, but that Tanjiro did not use any strength at all.

Soon, I realized that Tanjiro and I were not the only ones here. When I got closer, I realized that Zenitsu, who had just disappeared, had also followed.

Zenitsu, it turns out that you were the one who lured Tanjiro here. Now, give me the proof.

I sighed, not knowing how to explain it.

After all, Tanjiro saw all of this.

Of course I have thought about just showing my cards, but not everything I say will come true. It depends on how much other people trust my words. Generally speaking, people trust their own brains the most, so most of the time I just guide them.

But it's not like there haven't been times when I've directly stated my own settings, but the effect has been limited. Especially in the current situation, if I say I'm fine, they will just think I'm being stubborn, and if I don't have evidence to support it when they are half-believing and half-doubting, it will only make the current settings more profound.

For example, if I say I can heal myself, but it turns out that I can't do it when I show it, then there is no way to make the character real. Sigh... I'm in tears after talking too much.

He clenched his fists tightly, and veins were visible in his tense muscles. It was obvious that he was holding back his emotions. "You should be able to heal yourself...right?"

I quickly typed out a loud exclamation.

Say something, I have to say something quickly. If I seize the opportunity, I can regain the self-healing ability that I lost after being backstabbed.

"Yes, I—"

Before I could finish, Tanjiro suddenly stood up, turned around and told Zenitsu to bring some medicine, and then said to me again, "Mr. Qing, I understand the feeling of suddenly losing something. But... you can't punish yourself in this way for the sake of the past."

???

Looking at his heartbroken expression, I slowly typed three question marks.

It’s not one question mark, it’s three question marks. The important question mark should be typed three times.

No, you're thinking wrongly!

I frowned, to prevent him from making further mistakes, to prevent myself from being backstabbed, and because Zenitsu really deserves to be the fastest man (not really), he had already brought the things back in just a few seconds, I quickly said: "I need wisteria flowers."

I suddenly spoke, causing Tanjiro to pause for a moment. Zenitsu put his things aside and looked at me with some apology. It was obvious that Tanjiro had already told him who I was. "What do you need the wisteria flowers for at this time?"

"Kibutsuji Mumu." I suddenly said the name. I didn't care much about the possibility of attracting the trash boss here. Anyway, I now hold the cards of civilians and above, so I don't need to be afraid of the change of identity. If there are any problems, I can always blame the trash boss. "He will find me."

"What did you say, Muzan Kibutsuji Muku?!" Tanjiro's pupils shrank, and his voice almost involuntarily became louder. He looked like his jaw dropped in shock, as if he had never expected that I would suddenly say this name.

Zenitsu didn't have the experience of facing the scumbag boss like Tanjiro did. To him, this was just a name, the title of the Demon King. However, the name was enough to scare him, who was acting so inferior and timid. He screamed, "Mubutsuji... Muku, isn't this the name of the Demon King! Are you being targeted by the Demon King?"

Zenitsu didn't even use honorifics and rushed over to me. He didn't rush without any method, his subconscious action allowed him to jump onto the bed, and even took off his shoes in an instant, rushing over from behind to avoid the possibility of touching my wound.

"Then you're dead!" He seemed to have put my character into his own body. The sound went straight through the roof. I could even imagine the scene in the comic book, where the whole house was moving.

Tanjiro didn't respond to Zenitsu's words, but looked at me seriously, "You need wisteria flowers, could it be that you found a mark left by Muzan Kibutsuji Mukuro on your body?"

As expected of the male lead, he saw the key to the problem right away.

I raised my eyebrows and lowered my head to look at my legs. "If my guess is correct..."

If my guess is correct, Boss Xia should be able to sense the location of this small amount of blood, but the presence of so many wisteria flowers nearby should also affect his judgment.

My eyes lit up, and I thought of what I had heard before, about the sudden gathering of demons at the end of the Infinite Train. I quickly added this setting, "I bled near the train. The Twelve Demon Moons are all the property of Muzan Muzan, and he has discovered me. If there weren't such a dense bush of wisteria nearby, he would have come here long ago. I will try to eliminate his influence. If it doesn't work... I won't drag you down."

How about it, is my words getting better?

Hehehe, the feeling of the Saint Father's Tough White Lotus comes all of a sudden. I just said a few words to test it out. After all, such words are in line with my current personality.

Of course I didn't really want to leave. I had no interest in being the scumbag boss's food. It was just that the evil interest suddenly came to me. If I could squeeze out a few tears I would have done so, but I really don't have the talent for it.

"What are you talking about!" As I expected, Tanjiro's voice suddenly became excited, and he stood up, and his shadow completely enveloped me. "I don't think I will leave you alone! Not only me, but also Inosuke, Zenitsu, Mr. Rengoku, Mr. Tomioka, and everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps must think so!"

His voice was unusually firm. Even Zenitsu, who was obviously very scared at this moment, listened to Tanjiro's words. On the one hand, he pointed at himself in horror and said that he had no ability to fight at all, but on the other hand, he did not seem to really retreat. His body even nodded honestly and without hesitation. It was really a contradictory feeling.

I pursed my lips and looked embarrassed, but in fact I was very happy.

After all, this just proved that they had already treated me as one of their own, so of course I was happy.

"…So, can you help me find some wisteria flowers or wisteria flower juice?" I asked, mainly because I felt that if I kept the wound open like this, the ladies from the Butterfly House would definitely scold me if they came back.

Can you understand what it feels like to be scolded by a little girl in the Butterfly House? If it was Shinobu Kocho, I might not have reacted this way. The key is that every time I scolded a girl, it was only my waist-high self. It was subtle - very subtle. And the Butterfly House was not completely closed off. Of course, there would be people watching me. It really increased the ways to make people isolate themselves.

"I'm going, I'm going!" Zenitsu jumped off the bed. She often came to the Butterfly House to meet the "perverted" young lady whenever she had nothing to do, and she was already very familiar with this place.

Due to the special nature of wisteria flowers, the Butterfly House has a special place to store wisteria flowers and wisteria flower products. This place is a public place, and members of the Demon Slayer Corps can go in and take them at any time. There is no need to report, just sign.

It's a bit like a library card.

While Zenitsu went to get the flowers, I asked Tanjiro to get me a basin of water, the kind that comes from a tall wooden barrel, because I need to put my entire leg in it, including my knees, to ensure that all traces of the scumbag are completely removed.

However, there were no such barrels in this room, most of them were relatively small. So Tanjiro naturally went to the warehouse to have a look. Logically, the Butterfly House had a very complete collection of things, and you could always find anything you wanted.

I leaned against the wall, watching Tanjiro and Zenitsu running out one after the other, and suddenly I felt a warmth in my ears, as if someone was blowing into my ears, making me feel a little itchy and uncomfortable.

I wanted to tilt my head, but it was like I was having sleep paralysis. I was conscious but couldn't control my body.

"I found you." In my blurred vision, I felt as if something was hugging me from behind. The warm breath just now turned cold, and it was a feeling similar to that of Iguro's snake crawling up my neck.

No, it's even colder.

"You can't escape."

Holy shit, has the scum boss already found my location through those layers of wisteria flowers? !

I forced my eyes to move, and hurriedly looked at the light coming in from outside. The dim light was still slanting westward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was getting darker outside.

No, did I just speed up the plot to this speed?

If that trashy boss comes here on his own, who in the current Demon Slayer Corps can defeat him?

We have to find a way to alert the Demon Slayer Corps, especially the pillars and the protagonists, and have them prepare quickly.

I should have said it earlier today. If you only think about the curse on the lord, you will die. I really didn't expect the plot to deviate to this extent.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move my body, speak, or make any sound.

I could feel that there seemed to be something moving in my body, perhaps it was the power of the scumbag boss, who wanted to bury his power deeper.

Fortunately, this is Jinjiang. If it was a certain flower, I would have been ruined.

Tanjiro, the protagonist! Use your halo to wake me up!

Haven't you found the right tub yet?

"Ah - the forest outside is on fire!" I heard a sound coming from the window behind me, it seemed very close and yet very far away.

There's a fire. Where is the fire?

Can you start a fire without dry wood? It's not autumn yet, is it?

No, it was a deliberate fire.

The defense of wisteria flowers, if the flowers are burned, then it will be really over, more ghosts will be able to come in directly, and the Demon Slayer Corps inside will not be able to withstand it at all.

Put out the fire, put out the fire——

Move for me!

Maybe the thoughts in my mind were too strong, and my subjective initiative was fully exerted in a certain sense. I actually felt like I was about to wake up from a dream.

Then I fell off the bed.

The moment I suddenly fell off the bed, the feeling of weightlessness swept through my brain. I took a deep breath and started to move with my whole body trembling.

I looked at my hair. It had grown from a few inches long to a point where I could see it on my shoulders when I turned my head. The green and glowing color seemed like it didn't come from this place.

At this moment, I didn’t care about my current condition. It was almost the final moment of light and shadow outside.

I rushed out and saw flames all over the sky, burning outside the courtyard. Almost everyone rushed out to put out the fire.

Faced with such an emergency, Tanjiro and Zenitsu were most likely going to help, so they did not return within a few minutes.

When I was planning to take someone to report to the headquarters, I saw a man in the uniform of a Demon Slayer Corps member running towards me anxiously with the light of the setting sun behind him.

The feeling of the warm sun shining on this person, or maybe this "warmth" also comes from the fact that he just walked through a fire?

I noticed that he still had some burnt ashes on him.

"Is it Mr. Qing?" He glanced at me with some surprise in his eyes, probably because he saw my strange look, but he quickly calmed down and walked up to me in a few steps.

I nodded. "I have something to tell your lord. It's very important. I'm not feeling well." I could only admit this at this time. "Please tell them about it. I—"

"Mr. Qing, I'm here to pass on the Lord's orders!" He interrupted me, "The Lord has noticed a ghost attack, and the Butterfly House is in great danger now. Mr. Qing, please leave now."

Already noticed?

So fast?

Sure enough, it was because the wisteria flowers suddenly caught fire. It is better to believe that it is a fraud than to let it go lightly?

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the lord could notice it.

However, it is still uncertain whether the level of the enemy that the lord can think of is that of a scumbag boss. Should I say more?

Just as I was about to think about it, the man suddenly interrupted me and said, "Mr. Qing, there is no time to lose. I will carry you on my back and leave first."

He looked at my leg. The bleeding had stopped, but after I removed all the bandages, it looked a little scary.

However, the members of the Demon Slayer Corps have seen a lot of things. The person who can be arranged here on behalf of the lord should not be an ordinary member and will not be scared by such a wound.

He bent down with his back to me and let me lie on his back.

This is not the time for me to be too self-righteous. My physical strength is indeed not as strong as others, so I should not hold others back.

I held his shoulders and was about to go up, but suddenly I stopped.

"Mr. Qing?" His voice sounded anxious.

"I'm leaving now. Tanjiro and the others don't know I'm leaving, so I have to leave a message." In order to prevent classic misunderstandings in anime, I think it's completely sufficient for me to take out a few dozen seconds to write a word, and I always feel that I have to give a special reminder to the protagonists.

Otherwise they will always face greater danger.

But as soon as I turned around, the already anxious member of the Demon Slayer Corps suddenly turned around, grabbed me, and lifted me onto his shoulders. My head hit his waist. Then he started running outside, saying, "Don't worry, someone will go and notify the team."

I suddenly felt something was wrong, as if I had overlooked something important. This member of the Demon Slayer Corps is very fast, maybe he is practicing the Breathing of Thunder. It doesn't seem like it, wind...?

He led me quickly through the wisteria forest at the back where no one was there. Almost everyone had gone to the front to put out the fire.

I frowned. Although I was probably being targeted, after all, wisteria flowers were very effective in preventing ghosts, and the headquarters had already made emergency arrangements. Wouldn't it be better to stay here and wait until dawn rather than leaving the protection of wisteria flowers and running away?

Besides, Big Brother, Fugui Yuyu and the others are all here, and there are several pillars, so it can’t be said to be very difficult to put out the fire. Can’t the water pillars put out the fire?

Would the Lord really do something that I think is unwise?

Or...

I struggled for a bit, and the team member holding my arm just held it tighter, as if to eliminate any possibility of my resistance.

Oh shit, am I being played?