Twins' dispute

"Muichiro, do you remember anything?"

In the corridor, the master guided softly. Hearing his words, Tokito Muichiro looked at the person in front of him with a blank expression.

He looked carefully, but it was just a few seconds of lingering gaze. He could not remember anything. He was more concerned about the reason why his master called him back.

Seeing that Muichiro had no reaction, the lord sighed and said, "My poor child, becoming a ghost is not what you want, do you remember what happened before?"

You Yilang did not remain silent any longer. He snorted coldly: "It is not important to explain something that you cannot remember."

This sentence was implicitly directed at Muichiro, and everyone except him understood it.

"Hmm! So, as the lord guessed, the two Tokito are twins." Rengoku blinked his eyes, looking very interested. "If so, Tokito, who has persisted for so long without eating anyone, must be the same as Nezuko!"

Everyone has heard of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps who bring demons with them. After the last meeting, I learned a little about the purgatory of the Kamado siblings and I admire them very much.

Whether it's the brother who overcame difficulties to become a swordsman, or the sister who became a demon and overcame her desire to eat people, they are both worthy of praise.

After understanding his lord, Lord Yaoya explained the origins of Ichiro.

Kasumihashi Tokito Muichiro of the Demon Slayer Corps originally had a twin brother, but three years ago, his older brother "disappeared" due to a demon attack.

Now, the "Ichiro" who suddenly appeared looks the same as Muichiro and has forgotten the past. Everyone speculates that he turned into a ghost after the disappearance.

The fact that he has never hurt anyone in the past several years since he disappeared is enough to prove Tokito Ichiro's perseverance.

The gazes falling on him changed. Ichiro didn't know what those people thought of. He looked up subconsciously, but happened to see a faint smile on Yaoya's lips.

Soon, Ichiro understood that these were the good intentions of the superiors. When he remained silent, when others were suspicious, Yaoya was considerate and thought of reasons to convince others to trust him.

My emotions were a little complicated for a moment. It was obvious that this lord was also deeply loved by his subordinates. This might be the reason why he was loved.

Yuichiro pursed his lips and swallowed back the sarcastic words he had just uttered.

"Untie him, Xingming." The lord raised his hand and gestured, "Youyilang is just like Muyilang, he is not good at speaking."

At this time, Muichiro was still kneeling on one knee, seemingly staying out of the matter.

The heavy handcuffs on his hands were removed, and Ichiro rubbed his wrists, then knelt down. Even without the restraints, the surrounding pillars were still on guard.

They will not put their lord in danger.

The boys have the same face and are about the same height, but the difference can be seen from their completely different expressions.

Shinobu Kocho was thoughtful. She turned her head and was about to speak, but in the end, her lord shook his head and hinted, "What a surprise. Please cooperate with me to check it out, my dear."

Just like that, his background was skipped over. Although he has not yet gained the full trust of the Demon Slayer Corps, at least he can move freely in the room.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he was assigned to a room facing the courtyard. When the sun was high in the sky, the sunlight would shine on the corridor outside.

Although the lighting is good, if the door is not closed, the sun will shine into most of the room.

Ichiro is not like a real ghost, who physically hates sunlight. He knows that sunlight will turn him into ashes, but he doesn't shrink into a corner because of fear.

The boy knelt on the tatami, with the sunlight less than half a meter away from him.

Nezuko can move freely because she is a member of the Demon Slayer Corps and is recognized by the Lord.

She came several times a day, comforting Yuichiro that it was just a "dream" and he would wake up soon, while also taking good care of him.

The paper door was open, and Ichiro looked into the yard and at the wisteria tree outside. It was very quiet around him, but occasionally there were sounds coming from far away.

The day would pass quickly, and when the sun went down and night came, he could leave the room.

In the evening, the yard was dyed with the yellow halo of the setting sun. A black crow landed and stood in the yard.

"This ghost is not Muichiro's brother!" the crow said sharply, "It's just a ghost that imitates his appearance."

Yinzi tried to spread his wings to make his body look bigger: "Ghost! Where do you come from?"

The two people who knew nothing about their past, except for their similar appearance, obviously did not know each other. Yinzi reasonably suspected that this ghost was just trying to make connections!

The ghost in the room raised his head, opened his eyes, and the pressure came at the same time. Yinzi folded his wings and hummed twice to show his position.

"I didn't say I was his brother."

Ichiro stood up on his knees. It was already dusk and the sun was about to set.

There were footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor, and a young man in the Demon Slayer Corps uniform walked slowly towards them. He had one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and there was still no obvious change in his expression.

Ginko seemed to have found a backer, flew up and landed on Muichiro's shoulder.

There were two people, one inside and one outside, one standing in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the other hiding in the shadow.

Wuyilang opened his mouth slightly, frowning and thinking hard. After a long time, he finally remembered why he came: "Do I know you...brother? I don't remember."

"Do you know me? Do you know my past?"

Muichiro has forgotten his past, but his lord always comforts him and tells him not to worry. The ghost in front of him may know his past, so even if doing this has nothing to do with the mission and is not part of the mission, he still comes.

The person in front of me had an innocent expression and looked like a fool.

Yuichiro raised his eyebrows and folded his arms as he spoke: "It doesn't matter what you can forget. If you can even forget who you are, then you are really useless."

His pale blue eyes slightly widened, and Muichiro opened his mouth, pointing at the ghost in front of him and repeating: "That sentence, that sentence, say it again."

A sentence vaguely came to his mind, "Muichiro's 'nothing' is a useless 'nothing'." The young swordsman frowned and took a few steps forward while questioning.

"No." Yuichiro refused bluntly, "Whatever you say, I have to do it."

"You!" Yinzi was so angry, "Don't use Muichiro's face to do disgusting things!"

Ginko had thought of a lot of powerful words to criticize the demon in front of him. It was absolutely not allowed to have anything to do with Muichiro.

But seeing that he looked exactly like Muichiro, she silently changed the way she phrased her original question.

The feeling flashed by, and the ghost in front of him returned to his expressionless look. Muichiro's eyes were a little lonely, but he soon forgot about his depressed mood as usual.

"You are a ghost."

"You can't see with your eyes, or you have a problem with your brain." Yuichiro replied sharply, "I have never denied that I am a ghost."

Muichiro nodded and whispered "Is that so?", then his hand on the hilt moved and changed to a knife-holding position.

The sharp blade came out of the shell, and the sun just fell down completely. Muichiro spoke clearly and coherently: "Because you look like me, the lord agreed to keep you. But ghosts can hurt people, so you can't stay."

As he spoke, Muichiro pointed the tip of his knife at the identical face, but halfway through he remembered something and looked distracted again: "A ghost that doesn't eat people... I seem to have heard of this somewhere."

He seemed to have seen a ghost that was given special treatment before, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember where it was.

The yard became a little darker without the sun, but the lights came on on time.

Ginko was no longer standing on Muichiro's shoulders. She flew up and landed on a tree in the yard. This change was like a signal to start a war, and both sides took action at the same time.

Yuichiro naturally knew that there was someone behind the corner a few meters away. Even if he could really defeat Wuichiro, he couldn't leave here.

But looking at Muichiro's expressionless face, he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

It seemed like there was a voice repeating something, making him want to question Muichiro in front of him, asking him why he didn't remember anything.

It's so strange, why would he have such an idea? Ichiro realized it belatedly while dodging.

Why would I feel so angry that Muichiro forgot these things, when he himself obviously didn't remember them?

However, the two-meter-wide corridor was not enough for them to show off their skills, so the man and the ghost came to the yard. With their speeds being similar, whoever found the flaw first would have the advantage.

The dust on the ground was lifted up, and a vague "cloud" spread across the courtyard.

Compared with Muichiro who has many actual combat experiences, it can be seen at a glance that Ichiro's movements are not well trained. However, there is no obvious advantage or disadvantage between the two sides, and a stalemate is formed.

Muichiro did not use his full strength, but he was a pillar after all. And as the lord said, Ichiro did not have the "intention to kill".

The two people at the corner watched and nodded in tacit understanding.

There was a "bang" sound, something heavy hit the wooden board, and then the sound of the board breaking. Then there was the sound of a chain swinging quickly, a chain connected to a short axe, lying between the man and the ghost.

"That's enough." Beimingyu Xingming stood in the middle, pressing one person with one hand.

The broad palm pressed on his head with a little force. Ichiro wanted to dodge, but the strong arm, as if guessing his thoughts, grabbed his shoulders instead.

After being held down awkwardly, Ichiro saw Muichiro being held down as well. At this time, Kocho Shinobu came over and chuckled and said, "We have something to discuss, Tokito."

You Yilang was not convinced: "It was you who asked him to test me, wasn't it? How could he think of such words?"

Muichiro, who remembered his mission, tried hard to memorize his lines, and he felt that he had not failed.

"Don't worry—" Shinobu Kocho was still smiling, "If you can't remember anything, just think about it slowly."

Yuichiro pushed the hand on his shoulder away and turned his face away with dissatisfaction: "No need, things that you can't remember are not important, so you don't need to remember them."

"No."

In response to this, Muichiro suddenly became serious: "No, it's very important... You must remember it."

"It's so important, why did you forget it?"

The straightforward words stunned Muichiro. He frowned and pursed his lips: "Why did I forget? I don't know."

The master had always advised him not to worry, saying that he would remember it sooner or later. But now it seemed that if it was really an important matter, why would he forget it?

The harder I tried to think, the blanker my mind became, but the heavier my chest felt.

A breeze blew past the yard outside, and the wisteria tree swayed gently.