"Yushiro, that is rude." Tamayo's gentle voice rang out.
"But Lady Tamayo, we are Demons. How can we walk right into the Demon Slayer Corps' trap?"
Tamayo shook her head. "Since Mizuki said so, there won't be any trouble."
Yushiro was so anxious his head felt huge. That woman was too cunning!
She dared to speak nonsense, relying on Lady Tamayo's trust in her.
She didn't look like someone with centuries of experience at all. Mizuki rubbed her temples, ignoring the clamoring Yushiro beside her, and looked at Tamayo, saying:
"The current head of the Demon Slayer Corps is named Ubuyashiki Kagaya, a person of great charisma."
"I contacted him two years ago, and he candidly accepted my identity."
A slight ripple appeared in Tamayo's calm eyes, and she asked in surprise, "There is such a person?"
"Yes, without a doubt, that Head is on the same side as us."
Tamayo nodded slightly. "I understand. Let's depart tomorrow night."
"Yushiro, please go pack the luggage first."
"Lady Tamayo~" Yushiro hesitated, wanting to speak, but finally just nodded. "I understand."
After Yushiro left, Tanjirou opened his mouth, hesitating, "Um, Miss Tamayo..."
Tamayo looked towards the sound.
"May I ask, is there a way to turn a Demon back into a human?"
Tamayo calmly replied, "There is."
Tanjirou's expression shifted slightly, and he quickly asked, "Then..."
Tamayo interrupted, "No matter the illness or injury, there will surely be corresponding medicine and treatment methods."
"However, at this stage, I am unable to turn a Demon back into a human."
"But I will definitely work hard to research a cure."
Mizuki's mouth twitched. Wasn't that just meaningless rhetoric?
Since when did Tamayo learn this trick?
"Speaking of which, Mizuki." Tamayo suddenly changed the subject, calling Mizuki's name while turning around to open a drawer.
Mizuki asked in confusion, "What?"
Tamayo turned around, holding a syringe. "Your blood should be highly valuable for reference."
"...Be gentle."
Thanks to the development of technology, things that were previously impossible are now possible.
By utilizing precision instruments like microscopes, it is possible to observe changes in blood cells.
A Demon like Mizuki, who has overcome the sun, is an excellent specimen... Meanwhile, in the bustling city, Kibutsuji Muzan, who closely resembled Michael Jackson, gently gave instructions to his wife and daughter before turning and entering a small alley.
After dealing with a few drunkards, Kibutsuji Muzan snapped his fingers.
"What are your orders?"
A male and a female Evil Demon appeared out of thin air before Muzan and knelt down.
Muzan's expression was volatile. "Bring me the head of the Demon Slayer who wears earrings resembling paper flowers on his ears. Understand?"
"As you command!"
Just as the two Demons were about to leave, Muzan suddenly spoke, "Wait."
The two Demons respectfully lowered their heads.
Muzan recalled the figure wearing a conical hat, whose long hair flowed out from beneath it.
In a daze, that figure resembled the one who, centuries ago, wielded a scarlet blade and charged straight at him.
In that instant, every cell in his body trembled.
What connection did that woman... that boy... have with that monster?
"Beside that Demon Slayer, there is also a woman with long red hair. Bring her head as well."
"As you command!" A qualified subordinate accepts any instruction from the boss unconditionally.
"With your current strength, you are probably not a match for that woman." Muzan looked down, his eyes coldly observing the two Demons. "Be honored, I shall grant you the power of the Twelve Demon Moons."
Hearing this, both Demons looked up with unavoidable joy.
A fleshy tentacle burst forth from Muzan's body and swiftly burrowed into the necks of the two Demons.
As the tentacle writhed, injecting something into their bodies, the two Demons lay on the ground with distorted faces, their murky aura continuously expanding.
A moment later, the two Demons looked up, overjoyed.
"Thank you for granting us your blood, Lord!"
"Go now, I want to see their heads."
"As you command!"
After the two Demons vanished with a whoosh, Muzan's calm lips suddenly curled into a sneer, letting out a sound of disdain.
"Tch, it's a pity my Upper Rank Demon Moon hasn't arrived. If I had one here, why would I fear that woman?"
To think he had to waste his blood cultivating two pieces of trash.
Muzan's face was terrifyingly grim.
That monster... did he have descendants?
Impossible. He and Kokushibou clearly slaughtered everyone who knew the truth back then.
Even if two Demons with Lower Rank strength couldn't defeat that woman, they should at least figure out her situation.
Even after several centuries, the shadow that monster cast over him had not faded... "Alright, let's store this much for now."
Tamayo withdrew the needle from Mizuki's arm, injected the blood into a nearby test tube container, and placed it inside a delicate medicine box.
The medicine box was already filled with blood-colored test tubes.
Mizuki lay on the table, looking at her rolled-up pale arm. Her lips were slightly white, and she felt her legs trembling, unable even to stand up.
Tamayo nodded in satisfaction, looking at the box full of achievements. She turned her head towards the somewhat dazed Tanjirou.
"Tanjirou, would you allow me to collect some of Nezuko's blood?"
"Nezuko can recover her strength by sleeping, and she has not become more brutal due to hunger. Her blood might play an incredible role."
Tanjirou looked with horror at the rows of bright red test tubes in the medicine box, then looked at Mizuki, who was still recovering while slumped on the table.
She'll die!
Nezuko will die!
She will definitely die!!!
Tamayo said with a gentle expression, "It's alright. We only need a very small tube of Nezuko's blood."
Tanjirou hugged Nezuko, trembling. "R-Really?"
He felt like Miss Mizuki was about to die.
Tamayo smiled and nodded. "Of course. Mizuki's blood is highly valuable for reference, which is why we needed more..."
Boom!
A sudden loud noise erupted, the wall cracked immediately, shattered stones flew everywhere, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Cough, cough." Tanjirou shielded Nezuko, waved away the dust in the air, and shouted toward his side, "Miss Mizuki! Miss Tamayo!"
A pale arm sliced through the dust cloud, clutching a Temari ball.
Tanjirou shouted in surprise and joy, "Miss Mizuki!"
Mizuki quickly pulled the white cloth around her neck with her other hand and asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine." Tamayo instinctively took a defensive stance, and since Mizuki was blocking in front of her, she hadn't suffered any injuries.
Mizuki lowered her eyelids slightly, looking at the Temari ball trembling restlessly in her hand.
The force... was a bit too much.
"Lady Tamayo!!!" Yushiro's voice approached rapidly as he burst through the door.
Upon seeing that Tamayo was safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief.
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