Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 149 Water Covering

Ghosts are not good things.

This concept would not change even if the subject of discussion was also a ghost.

But if the object is changed to Lord Tamayo, this sentence does not apply.

Lord Tamayo is a very good person, no, it should be said that he is a very good ghost.

Whether it is from her tolerant heart, kind nature, or her daily actions in life, those actions, from any angle of analysis and judgment, she is a very good ghost, far better than other ghosts of the same kind, and even far better than the so-called innocent humans.

She was the woman who gave meaning to his life, the god who gave him life again. If she was in danger, he would definitely protect her, even at the cost of his own life.

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"Didn't I tell you! This brat is dangerous! Very dangerous! He's surrounded by Upper Ranks! And we must not be discovered by the Upper Ranks! Master Tamayo!"

The blood splattered was different from what was expected. The blade hit a solid spot, but it felt wrong. It was not the neck, but some other bone.

Lin Guang looked up and saw a man who was only one step away from being cut off.

The man held Tamayo tightly in his arms, his eyes filled with deep hatred as he looked at him. The long sword was picked up and gently placed at his feet, his expression unchanged.

"You are being a little rude, sir. I have a name, not some boy, and besides, you have taken away the devil I was going to kill. If you don't give it back, I shall be forced to chop off your head as well."

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This was not what he had expected, completely different. His fingers were trembling, his breathing was rapid and stumbling, his heart was beating violently, hatred and fear were almost half and half each, the similarity in their expressions made it difficult for Yushiro to tell which part was more.

He was not afraid of death. What scared him was the scene just now. The blade was on his neck, only one step away from cutting off his neck. If he had been just a little bit slower, if he had really listened to Lord Tamayo and stayed there instead of following, if, if, there were not so many ifs, he was just scared of almost losing everything.

Fortunately, he succeeded. He allowed Lord Tamayo to stay here intact, instead of having his body torn apart and reduced to ashes before his eyes.

"You're the one who's being rude, you little bastard! Lady Tamayo came to such a dangerous place for you, risking her life to help you, to save you, and yet you dared to treat her like this! I will never forgive a bastard like you, no matter what!"

The angry roar contained the most genuine emotions. The boy stood there, with the blade at his side, the tip of the knife standing on the ground. He rested his hand on the handle, and his expression did not change at all in the face of his insults and rebukes.

"First, this young lady suddenly appeared without warning, came to me, and told me a bunch of nonsense. This was her own decision, her own decision, not my request or request. So, no matter what price she has to pay or what she has to endure, it's all she should have expected. If she didn't expect it, she should have accepted it calmly, because you weren't prepared enough, you weren't strong enough. Secondly, you've taken the ghost I wanted to kill. Please give me a reasonable explanation, and then return her to me."

It wasn't until the boy spoke that Yushiro realized the fear wasn't just from the near-miss, but also from the unease of a being so alien to him. The boy's expression, his reaction, everything about him was so wrong. He wasn't angry, he wasn't furious, he didn't chase after him and immediately swing his blade. He just stood there, completely unlike a child of his appearance. It was so strange. This contrast with what the naked eye could see created a subtle fear, an invisible and intangible oppression. The boy was clearly standing before him, standing there in all reality, but he had no sense of existence, as if he was just a trick of blood magic, a piece of paper, an empty shell.

The greatest psychological fear, understandably, came from the boy's vision of Upper Rank Zero. That was something that could not be faked.

"You're still unwilling to give a reasonable explanation? You have an adult body, but an immature soul? Do you have even a fraction of the capacity for thought in that head of yours? If you do, you should at least know that when someone politely attempts to communicate with you, it's best to respond."

The boy took a step forward, and the blade dragged a mark on the ground, sparks flew, and a sharp sound was heard.

What Yushiro saw was sparks, and the next moment it was the reflection of his eyes.

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"You keep mentioning this name, Master Tamayo. Who is Rinko? Is it someone who hurt you? Or is it a ghost?"

Yushiro frowned. From his expression and tone, Tamayo had no doubt that if she nodded, Yushiro would probably remember this name for the rest of his life, and then find the other person and kill him.

"no, he is not."

"he?"

The raised eyebrows, clenched teeth, bulging veins and clenched fists, and the shirt that has been squeezed and pulled out of shape may be a preview of what the other person's neck will encounter.

"Well, he, Rinko, is a boy I once adopted."

"It's a boy... How old is he?"

"When I first met him, I was probably less than ten years old."

The creaking joints were finally relaxed, the clothes were released, Yushiro breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense back relaxed.

"You like him very much?"

"I do like him, but more than that, I probably feel sorry for him."

At that time, Yushiro didn't understand why Lord Tamayo had such a sad expression on his face. He just secretly thought in his heart that if the boy was still alive, he would definitely punch him hard to let him know that he had made Lord Tamayo worry about him for so long.

But later, this idea gradually faded away.

Because Yushiro gradually learned more stories about the boy from Tamayo, such as that he was a ghost, that he was the "reserve food" raised by Muzan, and the boy's innocent nature and innocent life experience. The story of Lord Tamayo and the boy was not long enough to be told year after year, but Lord Tamayo's longing for the boy persisted year after year.

Yushiro used to envy and be jealous of the child, but later he had difficulty accepting such an unreliable child. After all, he was just a child. But because he made Lady Tamayo so sad, he still didn't like the child very much. If he met him, he would probably hit the boy on the head with a knife. After all, he was a ghost, so it wouldn't matter even if he hit him harder.

"I'm going to see Rinkou."

This was a sudden decision made by Lord Tamayo not long ago. Yushiro was shocked by this decision and expressed his strongest opposition at the first moment.

He knew that Tamayo had been worried about the child and was unable to let her mind go, but as they continued to inquire about Rinko's news, the news they learned was undoubtedly bad news. The child named Rinko was currently in the most dangerous condition, and was surrounded by countless dangerous ghosts.

For Tamayo, a traitor, this was an extremely dangerous adventure with no room for maneuver. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was walking into a trap and seeking his own death, but he could not persuade Tamayo.

"I know it's dangerous. But I can't wait any longer. If I continue to let it go, Rinko will really be eaten by Muzan. I lost a child before, and I can't watch another child disappear before my eyes again..."

"What if that kid is no longer the child you remember? Ghosts can change, memories can disappear, personalities can change, and the past may even be erased. Have you ever considered that possibility?"

"Impossible. I believe in Lingguang. He is a good boy. He won't do that."

These were Lord Tamayo's exact words, but although he said it was a firm trust, Yushiro felt that it was more like an unconscious obsession, an illusion that he dared not change after self-hypnosis.