Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 419 The Ended Battle

"Yuko, are you alright?"

A pleasant voice came from above. Yuko looked up and saw Shinobu Kocho kneeling on the fleshy lump on her head, reaching out her hand.

Shinobu's face showed obvious signs of fatigue, but the slight smile on her lips was like a ray of sunshine, catching Ikuko's eye.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Yuko looked up and smiled, reaching out her hand to Shinobu Kocho.

They jumped off the tumor, where a group of people had already formed a circle. The numerous sword marks on the tumor showed the efforts they had made outside.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yu Zi emerge unharmed.

Sanemi Shinazugawa said in a somewhat unfriendly tone, "Seriously, can you stop causing trouble for others?"

"Knowing his own importance, he still lacks any sense of composure."

Yuko glanced at him and saw the Nichirin Blade in his hand. Shinazugawa Sanemi realized something, looked away, and pretended to be nonchalant as he put the Nichirin Blade away.

However, this action actually attracted Yuko's attention.

Yuko turned to Kanae and asked, "Kanae, did this idiot even put in any effort?"

Kanae paused for a moment, then her face lit up with a smile: "Of course~ and I put in the most effort~"

Yuko nodded, glanced at Shinazugawa Sanemi, and remained silent.

Sanemi Shinazugawa was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed red: "Who! Who helped! Weren't they just afraid that this woman would cause some trouble again?"

"And why ask about Kanae?!"

Butterfly tilted her head, looking at Shinazugawa Sanemi with a half-smile: "Huh? So that's what Mr. Shinazugawa cares about?"

Sanemi Shinazugawa blushed and couldn't speak, but Kanae immediately understood that her younger sister was teasing her, and couldn't help but pinch her waist.

"How dare you make fun of me!"

"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault," Shinobu Kocho pleaded repeatedly.

Tanjiro broke out in a cold sweat: "I mean, Muzan seems to still be alive~"

Is it really okay?

How did they start chatting and laughing like that?

Yuko smiled slightly at Tanjiro: "It's alright, he can't do anything anymore."

Muzan's deformed body was no longer recognizable as it once was; it resembled a blood-red, grotesque monster, with its high-rising, blood-red fleshy wings forcibly opened.

The deformed body continued to convulse and tremble, proving that Muzan was not truly dead yet.

Seeing this, Yuko was slightly stunned and murmured, "This guy got off easy, to be able to die as a human being..."

Yuko naturally couldn't forget Muzan. This guy's tenacity was like that of a cockroach, and he could do more sit-ups than Tanjiro. But Yuko assured him that what he had just used was Muzan's last bit of strength.

If Muzan could still sit up, she would have swallowed the deformed thing whole on the spot.

Believe it or not, Yuko had actually thought about it.

If the human-transforming medicine doesn't work, then use the fighting style of the demons to finish the job.

The fighting style was personally devised by Muzan, involving a bloody battle where the defeated are devoured after a swap.

With Muzan's current regenerative abilities, his regeneration speed is absolutely no match for the speed at which Yuuko devours him.

However, this method can only be used as a last resort.

It wasn't just disdain; in fact, she really wanted to try it. The psychological discomfort was far less terrifying than the physical desire.

But Yuko was also afraid of what Muzan wanted her to do.

It's not difficult to devour Muzan, but whether she can maintain her sanity afterward is another matter.

Hearing Yuko's murmur, Tanjiro's lips twitched.

Is this really a cheap deal?

Why did he feel like it was torture?

That feels even scarier than being sunburned to death.

Tanjiro wasn't the only one with this feeling; everyone else felt the same way.

They could feel Muzan's pain, but none of them chose to end his suffering prematurely.

Muzan is not worthy of sympathy. People who died because of him really wished they could skin him alive and eat his flesh. This level of torture is nothing compared to what he did.

Zenitsu scratched his head, looking disheveled: "Muzan... was he once a human too?"

“…That was a long time ago.” Yuko shook her head without offering an explanation.

The matter concerning Muzan is considered a private matter for the Ubuyashiki clan. Even Kagaya Ubuyashiki, in his current state, only knows that Muzan is a disgrace to the Ubuyashiki clan.

Yuko learned relatively more from Tamayo and from the head of the Ubuyashiki family during the Sengoku period.

But there's no point in saying all this now.

Muzan could no longer hear the voices of the crowd. He was forcibly turned back into a human from a demon by the drug, and the pain from the physical deformity almost made him faint.

Even though its head had disappeared, it clung to life by relying on the power of that demon, enduring a torment worse than death.

If souls truly exist, Muzan's spirit would probably be weeping by now.

Even under such torment, he still longed to live.

It all began with his bleak life, a life tormented by death.

Its heart stopped beating multiple times while it was still in its mother's womb, and after birth it was once considered a stillborn and almost cremated.

He struggled to survive, but still could not escape the shadow of death.

It wasn't until that pharmacist concocted the potion that turned him into a ghost that he was able to step out of hell.

The reason it's described as having only one leg is because the side effects of the drug completely cut him off from sunlight.

All he ever wanted in his life was to live...

As Muzan's tenacious life force gradually faded away, the deformed monster finally lost its breath and heartbeat. Its limbs were still faintly visible, curled up together, suggesting that Muzan's departure was a very painful experience.

Yu Zichang exhaled a breath of stale air and looked up at the sky.

The sky was clear and sunny.

The end, Yoriichi...

"It's finally over." Everyone relaxed completely and lay down on the spot.

"worn out……"

"Is it just because I'm tired? I think I look too babyish."

"If there were 170 sakura mochi placed in front of me right now, I could eat them all in one bite."

"So, why one hundred and seventy?"

Everyone chimed in with their own words, their expressions filled with the joy of the battle's end.

until……

"Amitabha……"

Himejima Gyomei clasped his hands together and chanted prayers over Muzan's corpse, as if he were performing a ritual to help him pass on to the afterlife.

The joking noises from the crowd immediately fell silent.

Some lay motionless, while others sat up and looked at him with concern.

Gyomei Himejima sensed the change in everyone's emotions and smiled, saying, "I have no regrets now that I have witnessed Muzan being defeated."

“Mr. Beiming Island…” Everyone opened their mouths, unsure of what to say.

His voice brought Yuko, who hadn't been paying attention to him, back to her senses, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.