Lord's words

After noticing the difference in this world, Nezuko Kamado fell into self-doubt.

The Demon Slayer Corps in this world felt unfamiliar to her. She had seen the Nine Pillars before, and although she was not familiar with them, she would definitely not mistake them.

But in addition to the person who was supposed to be a demon and turned into the Flame Pillar, Miss Butterfly, who was wearing a butterfly feather robe, also greeted with a smile.

"I'm Shinobu Kocho, the Insect Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps. You are Nezuko?" Shinobu Kocho asked with a faint smile, "Oh, this is weird."

"If Mr. Purgatory hadn't confirmed it, I would have almost suspected that it was imitating someone else's vampire magic."

Nezuko nodded as if she understood something, she was completely confused, and finally realized - this must be a dream!

It is a dream world that is as real as reality, and everything is false.

After comforting herself in this way, Nezuko relaxed again. She stood in the yard, looking at the box placed under the shadow of the corridor and the boy inside, temporarily suppressing the doubts in her heart.

The brother was still sleeping, and after a long day, although there was something to block him, Ichiro was also obviously depressed. Nezuko felt that she should take responsibility and take care of them both.

At this time, Shinobu Kocho was standing at the bottom of the corridor, quietly looking at Ichiro who had his head lowered.

The ends of her long black hair were fading into light blue, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she did not seem as indifferent to the outside world as usual.

"Tokito, Tokito." Shinobu Kocho called out twice, "You become like this, but it will make the lord feel troubled."

Among the nine pillars, Tokito Muichiro is a genius who became a pillar only two months after joining the Demon Slayer Corps, so he is the youngest, only fourteen years old.

But perhaps due to the strong stimulation he received in his early years, Muichiro does not have a very obvious reaction to things in the outside world. He often forgets some unimportant things and can often be seen in a daze in various places.

But considering his age and talent, even though he is a quiet person, he is very cared for by the other pillars.

Therefore, even though the sword at her side could be drawn at any time to deal a fatal blow to the "demon" in front of her, Shinobu Kocho still lowered her tone with a regretful expression on her face.

"Follow me back to the Butterfly House. This is the Lord's order."

Youzhilang opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him smiling, but his eyes were very complicated.

The woman with the butterfly hair accessory was petite, but she exuded the rich scent of wisteria.

For Ichiro, the effect of wisteria flowers was not fatal, but he still sneezed because of the discomfort and rubbed the tip of his nose hard from time to time.

It seems that his mind is a little confused because of the wisteria flowers——

Such a well-behaved look made Butterfly suppress a sigh, but she still didn't show any mercy. She turned around and tied up the boy with a strong rope.

Judging from Muichiro's talent, it was already amazing when he was a human. Now that he has become a ghost, although he does not eat people, his strength is probably even stronger.

A black cloth covered his head, which also carried the rich scent of wisteria flowers.

Ichiro's consciousness began to blur and he felt drowsy, so he just fell down.

The Butterfly House was very noisy. Zenitsu, who had a keen sense of hearing, covered his ears with his hands. He complained irritably, "It's so noisy, so noisy, there are so many noises, Tanjiro!"

After putting down the teacup in his hand, Tanjiro comforted Zenitsu while looking outside again.

Outside the window, crows frequently passed by, looking anxious, as if some unexpected incident had occurred.

They are recuperating in the Butterfly House, and after a period of treatment, their wounds have almost healed.

A few people changed into their original team uniforms and were about to say goodbye to everyone in the Butterfly House and head to the next mission when the crow flew over anxiously and kept them where they were.

Although she didn't understand, Xiao Kui still prepared tea. It seemed that they were going to have another lunch in the Butterfly House, so she asked someone to prepare it.

Tanjiro was looking outside the yard when the long golden hair came into view.

"You are... Mr. Purgatory, right?"

The person in front of him was the Flame Pillar, Rengoku Kyojuro. He strode towards him, and his hand fell on Tanjiro's shoulder with great familiarity.

Zenitsu and the other man who were arguing also stopped their actions, but the Flame Pillar looked serious and pinched Tanjiro's face.

Rengoku Kyojuro nodded vigorously, patted the red-haired boy on the shoulder, and called out uncertainly, "Kamado boy?"

Tanjiro has only met the Flame Pillar once, but his hearty smile makes it easy for people to feel close to him.

Seeing the boy nod, Lianjiu looked left and right and asked, "Young man Kamado, where is your sister?"

After asking this, Tanjiro turned around subconsciously. The box containing his sister was still placed in the dark, and following his line of sight, Purgatory also understood.

"Haha." Purgatory laughed twice, then stroked his chin and said seriously, "That's really bad."

Tanjiro, with a confused look on his face, didn't know what this meant, but soon he saw Shinobu Kocho walking in from outside the yard.

After exchanging a look with Rengoku, Shinobu Kocho confirmed her guess. She first shook her head slightly, then stepped aside and stood aside.

The girl walked into the yard nervously carrying a box on her back and appeared in front of everyone.

Her long black hair was loose, with a few strands of hair tied behind her forehead. The pink diamond pattern haori looked very familiar, but the most important thing was that she was wearing the uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps.

When their eyes met, both parties were obviously stunned. The first one to react was Zenitsu who stuck his head out.

Zenitsu first screamed in shock, "Ahhhhh——", and soon he held his face with his hands, his cheeks flushed, and he looked like a fool: "It's Nezuko-chan!"

Tanjiro also reacted. He sniffed out of self-doubt at first, but the blood connection made him sure at a glance that the person in front of him was his sister.

Nezuko stood in the sunlight, stunned for a moment, and then called out stupidly, "Brother?"

The two of them moved almost simultaneously, running towards each other quickly. After worrying that the other would disappear under the sunlight, they hugged each other tightly to make sure they were both human. Only then did they hug each other and sob.

"Nezuko? Nezuko!"

The brother and sister wiped each other's tears, then quickly walked inside together, and opened two similar boxes on the left and right in the shadows.

After confirming that the sister/brother was still in the box, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, but then looked at each other in bewilderment.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and then was broken by Zenitsu's shouting: "Hey hey hey! Twins! Two pairs of twins?!"

This seemed to be the most reasonable explanation, but after Rengoku and Kocho Shinobu looked at each other, they both nodded: "Let's tell the lord first."

The noise outside was too harsh. The people under the layers of black cloth moved. Yuichiro looked at the corner that he had deliberately lifted up, and looked at the messy atmosphere outside. He yawned and closed his eyes again.

The scent of wisteria became stronger.

At night, the spirit suddenly perked up, after all, ghosts are active at night. But under the influence of excessive wisteria flower chemicals, the sleepy ghost only occasionally looked out the window.

Ichiro was forced to sleep for a long time, but he did not feel well rested. Instead, he felt a little listless.

Smiling Shinobu Kocho would occasionally ask him questions and poke his cheeks when he was awake.

"Are you Ichiro? Do you remember who you are?"

"How did you become a ghost? How long ago did you become a ghost?"

These questions were not answered because Ichiro didn't remember either. But those people finally distinguished him from the Muichiro of this world.

It was a daytime, the sun was very strong outside, and the airtight room was finally opened.

The wind blew away the smell in the room, and Ichiro saw Nezuko with a worried look on her face.

"I can walk by myself."

Ichiro refused Nezuko's support and stood up with difficulty.

"What a poor child! The lord is kind and will definitely take good care of him." A tall man in a monk's robe said, "Is there You Yilang? Please follow me."

The mournful wanderer on the island twisted the Buddhist beads, and two lines of clear tears overflowed from his eyes. But the muscles underneath Haori were strong, and the weapons were wrapped around his arms, ready to be taken out at any time.

Ichiro's arms were bound with heavy iron chains, and someone came forward and covered his eyes tightly with a black cloth, blocking his ears as well.

It was obvious at first glance that Beimingyu Xingming was the strongest among the nine pillars, but his face did not show the hatred of a ghost, but sadness.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he was finally let down, along with the black cloth covering his eyes.

This is a spacious courtyard with a temporary square pavilion in the middle. There is only a small area for activities, and the outside is filled with dazzling sunshine.

In the corridor a few meters away, Ichiro saw Yaoya who looked very weak. He was supported by a little girl with white hair, and the two pillars of Chongyan stood on his left and right.

The scar on that face was even more terrifying, as if it was devouring his vitality.

The rock pillar stood on one side of the pavilion, always on guard, and a little further away in the yard, a long-haired boy was kneeling on one knee.

The young boy had long loose hair, with the ends fading into sky blue. He was wearing the uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps and had one hand resting on his knee.

The pair of eyes looked ahead without focus, as if they were distracted.

It was a face very similar to his own. Ichiro perked up a little and stood quietly under the pavilion.

"Is that you, Ichiro?" The gentle voice was a little weak. "You seem to have forgotten the past. We are sorry that we couldn't save you at that time."

Following the lord's voice, Tokio Muichiro, who had been silent all this time, took action. He turned his head and met those eyes.

The others present looked at him, seemingly waiting for his reaction. However, after a long silence, Muichiro raised his head and looked upwards again: "My Lord, do you need me to help get rid of this ghost?"

It seems that just meeting once is not enough to irritate Muichiro, the others thought silently, looking at that expressionless face. It was obvious that Muichiro didn't realize that this "ghost" looked exactly like him.