Chapter 20 "I wasn't trying to scare you, a ghost is coming."...
000 tried to calm itself down, and with a glimmer of hope, it spoke up to interrupt the girl who was completely lost in her panic: "A-Zhi, don't panic, pretend you don't know him."
If it's just someone with a similar face, it might make Muzan Kibutsuji feel uncomfortable at most, but if he discovers that Ori is the same person from back then, things could get very bad...
Therefore, the key is to make Muzan think that Ori is a stranger.
Its extreme anxiety prevented it from recognizing the obvious flaws in its words.
Some thoughts squeezed into her blank mind, and Azhi passively tried to think about 000's words, but she couldn't understand them.
What does it mean to pretend not to know someone?
She didn't even know this person.
It wasn't until she felt a slight stinging pain in her chest and lungs that A-Zhi realized she had forgotten how to breathe. She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
Excessive tension made her fingertips go numb. Azhi didn't notice that the painted fan in her hand slipped and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The commotion wasn't loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of passersby.
Azhi was so embarrassed by her own stupidity that she almost cried. She leaned against the railing, looking at the painted fan that had fallen downstairs, feeling helpless and at a loss.
It's okay, this is just right.
000 thought this was a way for A-Zhi to distract herself, and for a moment she felt strangely gratified.
A passing man stared blankly at the beautiful courtesan on the second floor. After a while, he blushed, bent down, picked up the painted fan, and looked very happy.
More and more eyes were focused on her, but even if all of them were gathered together, none of them made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave as Muzan Kibutsuji had done.
Azhi suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, as if she had been hit by a heavy object; the pain originated from within.
She frowned and rubbed her temples in pain. A few images flashed through her mind, but they vanished before she could capture them.
The beautiful courtesan lowered her eyes and looked downstairs, her head slightly bowed, revealing a section of her soft neck. Her tightly bitten lips were a little pale, and she looked quite distressed.
The color of Muzan Kibutsuji's pupils grew increasingly somber as he gazed at Aori's figure, his mood suddenly improving.
He curled his lips into a smile, as if he had found a new and interesting toy. The smile was not warm; on the contrary, it was filled with unimaginable malice.
He looked at her intently, as if etching her image into his mind.
Then he turned and entered a dark alley.
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The fan was picked up by someone.
The terrifying person stood there and was quickly passed by pedestrians. Apart from A-Zhi, no one noticed what had happened in that brief minute.
She bit her lip, pretended to look away nonchalantly, and pulled down the curtain, hiding herself completely behind the thin veil, leaving only a vague silhouette that was not clearly visible.
As people gradually leave, the impact they leave behind cannot be dispelled with their departing figures.
—He's just an ordinary businessman, so why is there such a strong sense of oppression? And it's an oppressive feeling filled with malice and bloodshed.
000: [He should be far away by now.]
Azhi's tense body relaxed slightly. She carefully propped herself up, held onto the railing, and struggled to her feet. She stood up for only a moment before sitting down again.
After a long pause, she said pitifully, "My legs are numb."
000: […………]
Oh well, as long as the little rascal knows to come home on rainy days, that's good enough.
Azhi didn't stay there for long. Only after her heartbeat gradually calmed down, and 000 quietly reminded her that the person had already gone far away, did she drag her weak legs back to the room, her face pale.
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Was that... a ghost?
It wasn't until she entered her room that Azhi found a sliver of courage. She glanced around cautiously, biting her lip, her once rosy face gradually turning pale.
Even in her own room, she still felt a little apprehensive, as if a pair of sinister eyes were watching her from behind.
Actually, there was no need to ask; Azhi already had the answer in her heart. But what if? What if it was just an ordinary person with an amazing aura? Although the probability was low, it wasn't impossible.
Being targeted by an evil spirit—there's no worse news than that.
Moreover, if it is a powerful evil spirit, it means that Azhi will be in great danger, and at the same time, those who get close to her will also be in danger.
If this involves other people, then it would be a truly heinous crime.
Azhi's mind was filled with all sorts of terrifying and chaotic thoughts, and her voice trembled as she asked: "[Is it the Twelve Demon Moons?]"
The girl's eyes were red, as if she was trying to suppress her emotions, but her pale face and trembling body still betrayed her inner unease.
Aori also knew about the classification of demons; she had heard about it from Giyuu and Sabito, but she didn't know the specifics.
Just as she simply knew that the "Pillars" were the strongest members of the Demon Slayer Corps, the "Twelve Demon Moons" were the strongest demons.
However, she overlooked the fact that above the Twelve Ghost Months there was an ancestor of ghosts, and naively categorized this ghost that terrified her into what she considered the most terrifying category.
Even 000 couldn't bear to tell her the truth; Muzan Kibutsuji was far more terrifying than the Twelve Demon Moons.
What happened today is like a runaway horse, heading in an uncontrollable direction. If no intervention is taken, 000 anticipates that something even more terrible will happen.
Therefore, it spoke with an unprecedentedly serious tone, even directly calling out A-Zhi's name. The mechanical electronic voice, due to its excessively fast speech, added a lot of unreality.
【Aori, you need to leave Tokitoya as soon as possible, no, leave Yoshiwara immediately, it's very unsafe here.】
If we hadn't encountered Muzan Kibutsuji today, even if we had been delayed a little longer, it wouldn't have been a big deal, since Upper Moon Six, who was hiding here, would soon be eliminated.
The previous urging from over 1000 parties was simply to give Azhi a sense of urgency in completing the task, and the energy it had accumulated was enough to help Azhi achieve the task objective.
Yes, even though Giyu Tomioka hasn't answered Ori yet, 000 already knows the answer, and even Ori herself has a vague idea.
000 is just waiting for an opportunity, for herself to recover, for Aori to leave Yoshiwara and go somewhere, and for that opportunity to complete the mission in one fell swoop.
However, can anyone tell it why, even after it has done everything it could to switch the task from hard mode to easy mode, it is still having problems?
000 desperately wanted to explode in a spiral, but it held back and continued: "The situation has changed. The sooner you leave, the better. Don't wait any longer... no, it's too late."
000's words were destined to be endless, and then a rustling sound came from the ceiling, the kind that could not be ignored, like a monster coiling up and then continuously enveloping the entire room.
From this moment on... no, from the moment she met Muzan Kibutsuji, Tokitoya had become a complete cage trapping Ori, a place she could neither enter nor leave.
Aori has no chance of escaping Yoshiwara.
Its words were extremely vague, and every sentence seemed to conceal many ominous meanings. Azhi was already easily frightened, and now she was even more panicked.
She glanced up in fear, no longer able to mistake the noise above her head for mice, and, as if deceiving herself, covered herself with the blanket.
The girl was utterly bewildered, her voice incredibly pitiful, tears welling in her eyes, her lips trembling, her unease reaching its peak. "You...you're scaring me."
The terrible thing had already happened, and there was no point in being incredulous anymore. 000 stopped hiding the seriousness of the situation and chose to go crazy.
[I wasn't trying to scare you, but a ghost is coming :)]
A note from the author:
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000: You can cry later.
Thank you to everyone who threw lightning, watered, and commented! *kiss*
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