Chapter 040 High School Student Misery

Since Ubuyashiki Yoya has to rely on Koukuro to negotiate cooperation with Chidori, it is probably because he really does not have the energy to go through with the interview in person.

When he realized this, he couldn't tell what emotion was surging in his heart. It was the same emotion that he had often felt when facing Ubuyashiki Kōya.

In fact, when he was in his world, he had also really tricked Sanyashiki Yoshiya.

It's not about the loss of the interests of the Shanyashiki family. He feels that these things will all be his in the future, so he won't touch them carelessly.

It's true. He pushed Ubuyashiki Yoshiya to the brink of death. He was just one step away from leaving the world completely.

At that time, Wuwu was just unhappy at first. He knew clearly that his hatred and murderous intentions towards Ubuyashiki Kakuya were real.

Although he would not do anything bad, he still felt uncontrollable anger when Sanyashiki Yoya pulled out the nail that he had buried with great difficulty in Sanyashiki Industry.

What does it mean? Has the obstacle been cleared for Kaoriya? Or has Kaoriya reached the limit of his patience with him? Or is he finally being abandoned?

Countless speculations emerged. It was obvious that the other party might not be fully aware of my actions to seize the housing industry bit by bit, but they definitely knew something and had never been able to stop it.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was gripping his heart, tightening its grip again and again. He didn't know when it would exert its full force and crush his life.

Surprise, panic, fear...all turned into rage that destroyed his rationality and dragged him into the abyss.

Well, since you did it first, I won't stop.

What moral bottom line, what values ​​and laws, go to hell with them all. I am a bad person, a madman, and I will not give anyone the opportunity to hurt me again.

Everything was simple. He didn't know when it started, but the Umayashiki family no longer had any defenses against him, and it was easy for him to do anything inside.

He did not do it himself, but simply instigated a cynical middle-aged man to recklessly crash into the car that Sanyashiki Yoshiya was traveling in.

You already know the outcome and are aware that the other party will most likely die, just like the cat that was hit to death.

But after receiving the notice and following Tianyin to the hospital in a hurry, his heart seemed to be out of control again.

The hand that had been controlling him should have disappeared at the same time as Ubuyashiki Yoshiya passed away, and he should have been happy to be free from then on.

Tianyin rarely lost her composure. She stood at the door of the operating room, gritting her teeth to hold back her tears, but her panic seemed to have already overflowed.

Wumu looked up at the operating room with the red light on. The long-awaited joy spread and he felt unprecedentedly refreshed.

It feels as if the body has become as light as a cloud, and can go anywhere freely.

He even had to restrain himself from smiling and not letting his joy be too obvious as he thought about how the Sanyashiki family's assets would be divided.

Until as time passed, the corner of his clothes was pulled by Umayashiki Kanata, who had been holding him all the time, and the youngest child looked at him with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"Brother, father, everything will be okay, right?" Umayashiki Kanata's voice was choked with sobs that she herself did not notice, and she asked Wumu in confusion.

He did not answer, but after hearing these words, the joy that spread throughout his body faded away, leaving only cold hands and feet and a stiff body.

He should be happy, he should be excited, but what is he feeling at this moment?

He felt the hand on his heart getting stronger and stronger. He thought that he would be free after Ubuyashiki Yoshiya's death, but was this the freedom he wanted?

Wu Po saw himself in the other person's eyes, with a stiff face, and his eyes were filled with the same confusion as himself.

He didn't know what this strange emotion was. The joy he felt in killing the murderer Yashiki Yoshiya was real, and the excitement he felt when he learned that he was admitted to the hospital was also real.

So, why does the panic and confusion appear at this moment?

Kanata Ubuyashiki was in pain and confusion because his father who loved him died, so why was he like that?

Even when the light in the operating room turned green, Sanyashiki Muneharu still had no answer.

The doctor told them that Osaka Uzumaki Yoshiya survived, and the first thought that came to his mind was: Fortunately, he is still alive.

After he came to his senses, he felt disgusted with himself for having such a thought.

He didn't understand why the wish for death and the feeling of being glad that one was alive could appear at the same time in the same person.

Even now, he still doesn't understand, but he knows very well that his murderous intention is real.

He will never regret his choice. If he wants to be in pain or confused, he will worry about it after he does it.

Chidori raised her head, watched the crow fly into the sky, then turned away with a cold expression.

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As night fell, Chidori sat on the porch of the courtyard, watching the bamboo tubes hitting the stones in the small lake in the front yard.

The sound of scattered leaves colliding, the occasional chirping of insects, the crisp sound of bamboo tubes, and... the sound of footsteps approaching from behind.

"Are you lying to me?" Douma's voice sounded, still sounding smiling, but hiding a surprising anger.

Of course Douma would be angry. He thought that the person in front of him would do something that would excite the demons even more, or would take control of the world in order to become the demon king.

Visitors from another world don't need to worry about any existence and can do anything with the money they want. Douma can't deny that he feels moved by this.

Even if the excitement and happiness at that time only lasted for a few moments, he was willing to be used by the other party in order to enjoy it a few more times.

What is the wider world like? What does the flesh and blood of the ghost king taste like? He wants to know everything.

But looking at today's developments, the opponent does not have the ambition he thought, and is even deliberately controlling Kokushibo from participating in the battle.

"So you've also been corrupted by human emotions? Lord Wuwu, how pathetic." Douma walked behind him and put his hand on his shoulder.

Chidori could sense the murderous intent in Douma, but he was not afraid. It was not that he suddenly became tough, but he knew very well that the demons under Musou's control could not disobey him.

He raised his head, his pale face showing a hint of dissatisfaction, and said softly, "Dou Ma, take your hand away, and kneel down."

It was light enough to be blown away by the wind, but when it blew into Douma's ears it felt as heavy as a mountain, forcing him to obey the other party's orders.

Chidori just turned her head and looked at the kneeling Douma with a gorgeous smile, but her rosy red eyes now showed a bit of devilish weirdness.

"You are not qualified to ask me to explain, and you are even less qualified to say that I am pathetic," he said with a smile, imitating the usual Douma tone, "Living without emotions like you is pathetic, Douma."

Douma's expression had turned completely cold at this moment, and his gorgeous rainbow eyes were fixed on Chidori.

He didn't care whether he was standing or kneeling, but he felt rare anger at what Chidori said, and from his anger there seemed to be a sense of joy at being seen through.

Chidori sighed softly, stood up, brushed off the dust on her feathers, and gently stroked Douma's face with her cool hands.

He lowered his serious face and spoke condescendingly: "Enjoy the last moment of sunshine in your life, Douma. In your next life, be a good person."

Perhaps he was amused by what he said, he burst into laughter and ignored Douma.

His orders were quite effective after several trials, and to be honest, Douma himself didn't have much desire to survive.

From the look he gave Chidori at the last moment, Chidori knew that he would not resist anymore.

Of course he won't explain to Douma in the end, but his current behavior does seem to be helping the Demon Slayer Corps.

Not only did he indirectly eliminate several Upper Ranks before, but now he is controlling the Upper Ranks One and Tsutomu, and even attracted Muzan Muzan.

Even Chidori herself has to boast about how great she is. Isn't this exactly like the villain in comics who helps the protagonist?

It’s a pity that comics are not reality after all.

The sound of fighting could be heard outside, the sound of knives cutting into flesh, the final roar of ghosts, each of which indicated the intensity of the battle.

He knew very well how powerful he was, so he just quietly moved away from the place where the sound came from.

Occasionally he raised his eyes and looked somewhere, where there was a crow watching him. Although he didn't know if it was Ubuyashiki Kōya, it was definitely the Demon Slayer Corps watching him.

Just wait and see. Since Ubuyashiki Yoshiya has decided to make a deal with him, he must bear the corresponding consequences.

He walked around in circles and came to an empty space. This was originally the place where Douma had decided to expand the church, but now it was going to be given to him.

The moon is beautiful tonight, a nice round shape, and the moonlight it casts is enough to illuminate everything.

The next second, Chidori heard a voice coming from behind him. He shouted without even turning his head: "Stop it!!"

There was a hint of fear in his expression. He was gambling that Wumei himself would be affected by him.

When he turned around and looked at Muzan Kibutsuji Muren, he had already controlled his expression and was looking coldly at the man in the suit behind him.

Muzan Kibutsuji is taller than Chidori and his body is a lot bigger than Chidori, but his appearance is almost the same as him.

Muzan Kibutsuji Mumu smiled sneerfully. He did feel resistance, but he also felt that it was not impossible for him to kill the opponent if he forced himself to do so.

"Dog of the Uzumaki family," Muzan Kibutsuji said slowly, his hoarse voice full of undisguised malice, "Both you and the Demon Slayer Corps will disappear today."

Even though the upper ranks did suffer a lot of losses, he could handle them all by himself, albeit with some effort.

Chidori was not in a hurry. He raised his head slightly and looked at the other person, then extended his pale hand to him. His voice was as gentle as the wind and full of temptation:

"No, I'm not here to fight you to the death. I only have one request. Please turn me into a ghost, Wuhen."