Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 148 Things change and people change

"Why would Tamayo want to take me away from here?"

This was the boy's question, with a gentle smile on his face. He seemed confused by this, but was still polite and gentle, only asking softly, just like the boy in Tamayo's memory, always so docile, more harmless than any ghost, but such a boy eventually became an upper-rank, living with these dangerous guys, always facing dangers that she could not even imagine, so much so that when they first met, he would even ask her expressionlessly if she wanted to take one of his arms.

"Rinkou doesn't want to leave here...?"

Tamayo was very patient and guided him step by step. As expected, the boy tilted his head in response to her question, looking a little confused and hesitant. He didn't nod, but he didn't shake his head either.

"I have friends here, and I need to be here."

Lin Guang just gave the answer.

"But it's very dangerous here. These demons are dangerous, and the upper ranks are also dangerous. If Rinko is here, she will get hurt."

Tamayo's tone was like someone coaxing a sleepless child, or gently guiding a kitten trapped in an alley. In reality, she felt the difference wasn't that big. Rinko was like a child unaware of the health effects of staying up late, or a kitten unaware of the dangers lurking in a dark alley.

"Really... But they are all very kind to me. They protect me, play with me, and teach me a lot of things. They are my friends."

The boy held his head high, his eyes clear and pure, as if they could tolerate all the evil in the world.

"Rinkou is a good kid, so he's willing to treat everyone he calls a friend sincerely. But maybe they don't share your feelings... Many dangers aren't truly exposed. Maybe they're hiding themselves, lurking in the darkness. Or maybe they're hiding their intentions deep in their hearts, pretending to be friendly to gain your trust, waiting for you to let your guard down before revealing their true intentions."

She reached out and stroked the boy's head. The soft short hair and vague memories overlapped. In a trance, everything seemed to be the same as before. Time passed, but nothing changed.

Lin Guang lowered her head. She didn't know what the boy was thinking, so she waited.

Until the boy spoke.

"Just like you."

In an instant, the summer night became like winter, and the breeze could pierce the skin and freeze the bone marrow.

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Lin Guang never hesitates to assume the best of his friends, even though most of the time his response is negative. The result is not important. It is good if such kindness can lead to a memory worth cherishing.

He always said that the result was unimportant, as if he really never cared about the so-called result. But is the result really unimportant, he asked himself.

Maybe it’s not really unimportant, but he knows very well that the result is never worth looking forward to.

Like now.

Every seemingly caring explanation and every pretended gentle smile was pushing Tamayo to the other side of the cliff. Unfortunately, she was the only one who didn't notice it.

"Just like you."

he asks.

Tamayo was rarely silent. Not just silent, the hand that was on his head was completely frozen. She was surprised. Rinkou didn't know what she was surprised about, and he no longer cared.

"What are you talking about...Rinko..."

Tamayo seemed about to say something, but Rinkou spoke first, interrupting her explanation.

"I think this place is good, the upper ranks are good. They take good care of me, maybe some of them prefer to bully me, but they are still my friends. You used to be one of them, Tamayo, but now it seems that you are more like a so-called danger who wants to do something to me."

Rinko raised his head and looked at Tamayo. There was no smile on that still childish face. He didn't look angry, but he didn't look happy either.

"No, that's not it. Rinko, I'm not going to do anything to you, I just... want to take you away from here, to get you out of these dangers... I'm not..."

Rinko's indifference was like an accelerant, igniting Tamayo's emotions bit by bit. In an instant, the situation reversed, and Rinko became the more patient one, watching the woman in front of him become more and more panicked, revealing her true emotions completely.

"I should have come to you earlier, I should have found you earlier... Rinko... I should have taken you away from here earlier. You shouldn't have gone through all this. You could have just been an ordinary child... Grow up carefree... Rinko... This isn't your fault. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Lin Guang felt that Tamayo was indeed crazy. Every word she said was like the ravings of a madman. Otherwise, how could he not understand a single word? What did she mean by taking him away from here as soon as possible? What did she mean by that he should not have experienced all this? What did she mean by that he could have been an ordinary child and grown up carefree?

"sorry Sorry sorry......"

Such words made Lin Guang a little confused, but he thought that the words of a madman were indeed like that, without logic, and mostly just meaningless nonsense. He wondered whether he should push it away or let it go.

"This isn't your fault, Rinko, this is all Muzan's fault..."

The woman's voice suddenly stopped, and everything seemed to be paused.

Until the blood dripped onto the ground, it was not just one or two drops, but a pool of blood splashing onto the ground. It sounded no different from a basin of water spilled on the ground.

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This was not what she had expected, not just a disagreement, but a complete shift to the other extreme. She had hoped that Rinkou would be willing to leave with her, willing to stand by her side. Maybe they would have conflicts, maybe Rinkou would hesitate and be uncertain, but in the end, they would be able to stand together again.

But what is the scene like now?

The boy stood there, holding the Demon Slayer Corps's Nichirin Sword in his hand. The words 'Demon Slayer' on it represented that it once belonged to a pillar. Blood slid down the blade and dripped onto the ground.

The pain of broken hands is far less than the stabbing pain in the heart and the shock in the brain.

The injuries were slowly recovering, but even though her hands had recovered, the cracks in her heart would not heal. The boy stood there holding the Sun Blade, staring at her. The light in his eyes, the smile on his face, the gentle voice, everything seemed like a dream, and now, the boy said, it was time to wake up.

"If you apologize now, I'll be willing to give you a quick death."

The long sword was picked up and swung at the wrist, a knife flower appeared. The blood was carried away by inertia, and the blade flashed with cold light. Lin Guang looked down at her condescendingly. The numbness in his eyes and the indifference in his words were things she had never seen before, and she had never seen him look like this before.

"Apologize to that sir. Tamayo."

The blade fell on the shoulder and pressed against the side of the neck. The cold blade pressed against the fragile neck, but Tamayo felt that such coldness was not even a bit compared to the feeling in her heart.