Chapter 036 High School Student Misery

The Wusha isotope from another world has disappeared.

The next morning, Shinobu Kocho found Jini and Hikaru collapsed in the ward, and the ward was empty.

When Sanyashiki Teriyaki received the news, he almost fainted, but he still forced himself to inquire about the situation.

After hearing the news, Tianyin also left Ubuyashiki Yoya. She sat down leisurely, and her calm attitude infected the somewhat impatient children.

Jini and Hika held hands, looked at each other and told each other what happened last night. After they came into contact with Mizuko, Chidori began to seduce Mizuko.

Even though Mizuko had overcome the sunlight, she still had not fully recovered, and only her childlike instincts remained.

He didn't know what he said to Mizuko, but the shrunken Mizuko hesitated for a while before finally putting her hand on Chidori's outstretched hand.

When they realized that Chidori wanted to take the person away, the two of them did want to stop her, but even if the opponent was weak, they two little girls could not stop him.

They lowered their heads, waiting for their brother and mother's criticism, and pursed their lips slightly to reveal their regret.

The Umayashiki couple are very strict with their children because they know they can't be with them for long, and the Demon Slayer Corps needs someone to manage the succession.

Perhaps it was because Chidori's attitude of treating them as family members in the past few days infected them, and they were actually deceived in this way.

"This time it was indeed your negligence," Tianyin spoke first, her voice calm and serious, "We will discuss the punishment after this matter. For now, block the news."

The two children looked up at Tianyin. Although she sounded serious, they both knew that this meant their mother would not care.

Tianyin certainly felt the children's puzzled gazes, but she didn't say much. She just gave a few simple instructions and stood up again.

She walked silently, raised her head to feel the warm sunlight, and looked for a long time before looking away.

I hope it is really just a wild cat, and not a wolf or tiger in disguise.

Tianyin sighed, stopped, opened the door, walked in and told the other party what she had just learned.

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Chidori is a weak and injured person, Mizuko is not fully conscious yet, and Tanjiro is still unconscious on Mizuko's back.

If Mizuko hadn't insisted on bringing his brother along, Chidori wouldn't have been willing to bring a burden along.

To be honest, his words are actually of no use to Mizuko. The intuitive ghost will only think that he has bad intentions.

But who taught Chidori how to make the bread passed down from the ancestors of the Kamado family? He spent a lot of effort to learn it.

Even though the person who made it was not the right one, the unique bread really made Mizuko, who only recognized feelings, feel the taste of family.

Looking at Mizuko chewing on the bread, Chidori felt that the Kamado family might have some special skills passed down from their ancestors.

Maybe it can randomly trigger the memory of items. Otherwise, when Tanjiro Kamado was teaching him how to make bread, he was hesitant and affirmative, and when he was asked, he just said some messed up onomatopoeia.

Chidori was daydreaming while leaning against a tree to catch her breath. She remained silent as she looked at Mizuko who was blinking at her.

"Sorry, sorry, we're late." A man in uniform pulled a cart in front of them. The person sitting inside did not open the window curtain, but only smiled and spoke.

Chidori looked at Mizuko who suddenly became alert, smiled gently, touched her head and led her to the carriage.

The carriage was probably covered with some special cloth, and not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate. The only light was an oil lamp.

"Let me see, is this the ghost that overcame the sun? It looks delicious."

Douma's pair of rainbow-like eyes were particularly bright, and he couldn't wait to get closer to Mizuko.

Chidori stretched out her hand to hold him, and said coldly: "You'd better not touch her, at least she can't die."

He didn't say why, and Douma didn't seem to want to ask further, he just shrugged.

Douma was able to cooperate with Chidori, firstly because of pure curiosity and fun, and secondly because the other party said that he wanted to make him the so-called Demon King.

Although he doesn't think that the Ghost King is a position that is very desirable, but if he does this, Lord Wu Chou will definitely look very interesting. I wonder what Lord Wu Chou tastes like?

He fanned himself gently as he thought, his eyes revealing a greedy appetite.

Chidori ignored him. Douma was born without emotions and was even colder and more heartless than him. But Douma liked to stir up trouble in order to feel the joys and sorrows that he had never experienced before.

He coaxed Mizuko in a low voice, looking as gentle and kind as a close brother, but in fact there was not much emotion in his rosy eyes.

Douma didn't bother them anymore, he just swung his legs and sang a tuneless song.

He is the leader of the [Eternal Paradise Religion]. It's really funny that a person who doesn't understand emotions represents the beliefs of everyone.

Chidori led Mizuko out of the car. Mizuko was obviously very interested in this magnificent church, but as they walked deeper, she held Chidori's hand and refused to let go.

This is Douma's headquarters, and also the place where Douma eats people, which makes Mizuko alert.

Chidori took her hand to give her some human warmth, and followed Douma's steps into the room next door.

Tanjiro, on the other hand, remained quietly unconscious. It seemed that he was seriously injured in Yoshiwara and he did not wake up even after such torture.

"Let's get a doctor to look at him," Chidori said to Douma, to reassure Mizuko, "Mizuko, stay with your brother, okay?"

After settling the brother and sister, he followed Douma to his master's professional room.

"Okay, now it's your turn to explain to me," Douma turned around and smiled brightly at Chidori, "Please, I'm really curious about your plan."

After all, he still doesn't know what this Wuhen's purpose is.

He said he was doing it for the Demon Slayer Corps, but he did leak information about Ubuyashiki Yoya, and even really intended to kill them.

You say he did it for Wuwu? But what he is doing now is not taking Wuwu seriously, and even approaching him for cooperation.

But if he has his own purpose, then what exactly he wants is really hard to guess.

Chidori was silent for a moment. He looked around, taking in the gorgeous decoration, and then his eyes fell on Douma.

He still answered Douma's question: "To be honest, I don't know what I want to do."

At first, he did want to trick Yashiki Kōya, but when he realized that the other party was following his plan, he changed his mind and wanted to kill Muzan Muzan.

Up to now, Ubuyashiki Kōya has been in a coma and Muzan Muzan has found his ultimate target.

It's really... boring.

He neither wants Muzan Muzan to get what he wants, nor does he want to see Ubuyashiki Kōya recover.

So he tricked Mizuko out, and this girl who was the key to both parties was now in Chidori's hands.

Kouyashiki Takaya once told him that when he is not sure what to do next, he should think about his goal and work backwards to figure out what he needs to do to achieve it.

Just as he founded the Demon Slayer Corps to destroy evil spirits and kill Muzan Kibutsuji Muzan, he expanded his industry and accelerated its development to supply the Demon Slayer Corps.

What about him? Since he captured Nezuko, it wasn't just to stir up trouble.

Chidori was sitting casually thinking, while Douma was chattering nonsense beside him.

"...Hey, so you've never won against Sanyashiki? Then what am I like in your world? What is Sanyashiki like?"

Douma just said it casually, but Chidori raised her eyes, and there seemed to be no emotion in those rosy red eyes.

After he came to this world, he talked about his past and the identities of different people, but he never talked about what the situation was like when he came.

Only Chidori herself knows the truth, so even Ubuyashiki Yoya cannot know the situation on their side in advance.

"So I really can't change this habit."

The boy who had seemed to be in a daze in Douma's eyes suddenly sighed and frowned in distress.

No matter what, he still can't keep a low profile and can't be a good person.

Those beautiful rose-red eyes fell on him, and she said softly, "Dou Ma, thank you so much."

His smile was gentle and refreshing, swaying like a blooming flower.

The hand that was thinner than Lord Wuwu fell on his head, soft whispers rang in his ears, and his body stiffened uncontrollably.

The opponent's control over demons is no weaker than that of Muzan Kibutsuji Musume. Even at this moment, he can no longer control his own body.

The other party obviously noticed this, his eyes curved with a smile, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Just like stroking a dog, the hand on the head gently rubbed it a few times, and the cold fingers slid down, and Douma even felt the chill that only humans feel.

The fingers stopped, Chidori smiled and touched Douma's chin, the malice in her eyes almost overflowing.

It seems that Wuwu is really afraid of death. He has absolute control over ghosts, and there is no possibility of resistance.

"I heard that only the Sun Sword and sunlight can kill demons," he said, pulling his fingers away, taking the knife that the servant used to handle fruit, and placing it on Douma's neck with great tenderness, "Let me see if it's true or not."

In fact, if Douma tries harder, he might be able to control his body a little, or at least he won't be completely controlled.

But he was very happy. He was excited by the chill that he had never experienced even as a human being and the strange emotions rising from the bottom of his heart.

So happy, so happy, he wanted to feel such unfamiliar emotions countless times.

So he reached out and held Chidori's wrist tightly, his rainbow eyes reflecting the other's slight panic.

But Douma did not resist. He just grasped the blunt knife along his wrist with his backhand. The knife pierced into his palm and blood flowed. However, Douma laughed happily because of the pain.

Chidori took a step back and looked at the bizarre and absurd scene in front of her: a ghost was cutting off his own head with a fruit knife.

Although there was an element of my own orders, it was mainly because this ghost was really a pervert.

Chidori sat on the leader's cushion at the back. I have to say that Douma really knows how to enjoy himself. Everything is the best.

He held his head and looked at Douma in front of him, his expression unable to conceal his disgust and hatred.

After all, he grew up in a normal environment, and he still felt disgusted when he saw this weird scene.

But he still didn't look away, just watched quietly. The air seemed to freeze, with only the sound of the knife cutting the flesh and the final "clang" of something falling to the ground.

Chidori lowered his eyes, looked at the head that rolled to his feet, and stepped on it before Douma could speak.

There was not a drop of blood on his body, and the pool of blood just stopped in front of him, so when he moved, his head rolled into the pool of blood and stopped Douma from speaking.

His vision was blurred by his own blood, and he could only hear a cold but mad voice in his ear: "Open your memory to Wuwu, and let your people find the members of the Demon Slayer Corps and tell them,

In a week, I will kill Mizuko, and Muku will come here too. If you want to end everything, come find me here."

He doesn't care about the final showdown between the good guys and the bad guys. He should be the protagonist of this play and the one that both forces should focus on.

In this world, I have nothing to fear, so I will do everything I couldn't do before, even destroying the world.