☆ 85. Let me lend you my headphones.
Lend me your headphones.
Train stations in this period were still very crude.
Different from the high-tech and metallic waiting halls that Zenitsu Zenitsu was familiar with, there were no automatic ticket gates during the Taisho period. Tickets were purchased manually and were sold manually. During the peak flow of people, special situations would occur one after another, and tickets would be lost or stolen. Fare fraud and fare evasion are common. After entering the platform, as long as passengers do not run to a guarded area, they can move around freely and even carry whatever they want without anyone asking.
There were five of them, all with roughly concealed swords on their bodies. Even so, they were only let go by the staff with dull eyes as if they hadn't woken up at all. They didn't pay much attention to this group of strangely dressed passengers, even if they were among them. There were three men wearing the standing uniforms typical of a unified organization.
Even Inosuke wearing a wild boar hood didn't attract the conductor's attention. On the contrary, Zenitsu, who was dressed in modern casual clothes, was looked at several times. However, the conductor's eyes were mainly focused on the smooth and soft material of the sweater jacket. I guess It was Leng Buding who saw the new types of fabrics produced by the development of science and technology in later generations. He was shocked by the laser burning technology in an era when this kind of printing relied entirely on dyeing.
"Why are so many people looking at me?"
The person involved has no self-awareness. Wearing such an expensive outfit amidst a crowd of gray and soft rough clothes, my wife Zenitsu didn't notice it at all. Maybe he felt a little like a rich man's fat sheep, and he looked around nervously:
"It turns out that there are too many of us and the target is too big, isn't it? I told you that we can spread out and sneak into the train! So many people are here I was carrying a knife, and I was careful to be discovered by the police. Even my sense of security when taking the Shinkansen was almost exposed, but the train inspections here are really loose. Even if I brought some explosives, no one would care. I think there are many ways to blow this kind of car up to the sky..."
As he said this, he couldn't help but start wandering off to strange places. My wife Zenitsu couldn't help but muttered a few words, which made Murata and my wife from the Demon Slayer Squad Zenitsu's expression gradually became frightened, and even his upper and lower teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.
"You, what on earth are you talking about? Are you kidding?! Why does the voice still sound so serious? It's even scarier! What kind of terrible guy would it be to want to blow up a train to the sky! Are you afraid/ Break it up! It’s so scary! It’s really scary!!!” His
golden-brown pupils trembled in panic. My wife Zenitsu from the Demon Slayer Squad was so frightened that she tightly grabbed the corners of Kamado Tanjiro’s feather sleeves and trembled. Looking at the other "self", he forced himself to speak:
"Didn't you say that you are me too? I am not such a terrible person! Your statement is simply too unconvincing! And everyone is looking at you. It has nothing to do with what you are paying attention to. You have some self-awareness at least, right? This is obviously the reason why I am more annoying. The clothes you wear are very conspicuous. Even the richest man I have ever seen does not wear them either. Such fine fabric!"
"... Very good clothes?"
My wife Zenitsu's expression couldn't help but be blank for a moment, and then he lowered his head to examine his sweater jacket, and his expression became subtle.
"But this is a style that is on sale in the mall."
This was a piece that my sister brought for her boyfriend when she went to pick out clothes for him. Because her sister bought it, he liked it very much, so he kept wearing it. Considering the price, I guess Even a cufflink from the suit worn by my boss at my first job couldn't be compared. Can this be evaluated as "such a good fabric"?
"Chirp."
Chirp Taro popped out a little head from his pocket and chirped softly.
[Idiot Zenitsu, there are no shopping malls in today's era. ]
"It would be nice if I asked 'Yin' to help bring a team uniform when I leave Wisteria's house."
Murata also deeply agrees with this. After all, for a private ghost hunting organization like them that has not been officially recognized, Attention is never a good thing. It's okay to be noticed by passers-by. But if you are discovered by the police, it will be a big problem. Now that the knife ban has been implemented for so long, carrying a knife is directly regarded as a threat to social security. It is not an exaggeration to arrest the terrorists.
And it is said that there is a rumor that the water column Tomioka Giyu was once targeted by the security officers. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise the Lord might have to go to the prison to fish for his water column...
"Wear your team uniform. ?"
My wife, Zenitsu, was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned her head to look at herself in the Demon Slayer Corps. The two guys who looked exactly the same met their eyes, and then moved away at the same time, as if they saw something that burned their eyes. thing.
"...Forget it. If we wear the same clothes, we won't be able to tell the difference between the two of us."
"That's it! Our faces already look the same. If he puts on my clothes, forget it. No one would notice that he secretly took my identity, right? It's very scary. I always feel that I might be secretly killed and then take over my identity!"
Zenitsu, the wife of the Demon Slayer Squad, also nodded quickly, showing a frightened expression:
"No. Does the doppelganger really want to take over the identity of a human who looks the same? I don’t want to be replaced like this! Although I will definitely die in a mission that I don’t know in the future, I am not married yet. I don’t want to die so soon! It’s so scary!”
“Wow! What an outrageous statement! Hasn’t Taro Jiu already explained that I’m not a doppelganger?”
My wife Zenitsu couldn’t help but look back with wide eyes:
“ Even if it is, you should be the one! My brain circuit is also very strange, I am not a weird guy like you!" "
Eh-you are the one who is really weird!"
"Nonsense, it's obviously you!!!"
"Yes You!"
As expected, the two golden retrievers with the same face started arguing again. Compared to Kamado Tanjiro who still had the energy to break up the fight in a hurry, Murata already showed a tired and empty look.
——Just within the distance from Wisteria's house to the station, these two guys had an argument every once in a while, and they never stopped.
The high-pitched screams, outrageous volume, and dense non-stop words seemed to have pulled the trigger of a gun in his head. The noise kept making his scalp numb, his eardrums hurt, and he had a headache. Desire.
"My wife (Gasai), and my wife (Agatsuma), please stop arguing."
Murata said numbly:
"Everyone find a place to sit down. The train is about to start - our main task this time is We are looking for possible ghosts in the train, and we must be as vigilant as possible. A separate team member has disappeared on this train before. If our mission fails, we will alert adults at the 'pillar' level to come and investigate."
In fact, it stands to reason that this time, even the missions they took should have been canceled directly, and Yanzhu would lead the team to find out the situation. However, due to Murata's recent mission completion speed being too fast (thanks to my wife Zenitsu), As a result, Murata, who was supposed to be wandering in the deep mountains and old forests, appeared near this area at an untimely time, and he happened to be able to gather a plurality of team members, so he had this temporary mission.
In other words, if Zenitsu Zenitsu was not killing ghosts too fast, which caused a series of special effects, there would have been either "Hillar" level adults boarding the train, or they would have begun to gather the "Hillar" entourage - here It's not too far from Butterfly House, and Kamado Tanjiro and the three of them, who have recovered from their injuries, will probably be summoned.
"Are there no other sources of intelligence?"
When it came to the mission, Zenitsu Zenitsu, who had twice worked for the mafia, was more familiar with the job than them. Compared to the Demon Slayer Corps, the intelligence collection was rough and immature. Even Zenitsu Zenitsu was He was qualified to call himself "professional" and asked with a frown.
"No."
Murata replied, "Even if you are a 'hidden', there are very few channels to obtain information. What's more, some 'hidden' members have already disappeared in the process of inquiring about information. The cannibal we are facing this time is very likely to be If you have a special way to observe the passengers on the train, or if you have some spies, even the conversation between us might be eavesdropped." "...are
you listening?"
——He also sure.
My wife Zenitsu muttered, then seemed to remember something, and then, under the doubtful eyes of several people, she skillfully put the golden headphones hanging around her neck on her head, she was calm and calm, and even her expression looked much more serious. .
Zenitsu, the wife of the Demon Slayer Team next to him, was confused by his operation. He couldn't help but come over a little closer and asked in confusion:
"Hey, what are you doing? It looks so strange. What's going on? What is it? It's weird... Someone is already watching you secretly." "
I'm listening to the sound, don't make any noise."
My wife Zenitsu replied perfunctorily, and then frowned.
"What a strange sound. There are guys with strange voices in the third, fifth, previous, and front of the train, but it's not too strange... but the whole train also feels... Something is wrong..."
"...Can this also be heard?"
Demon Slayer's wife Zenitsu couldn't help but open her eyes wide, her golden brown pupils filled with shock:
"Even though my ears can also I heard a lot of sounds, but there are so many noises here, how can you actually distinguish this?! Why, it’s not that we are all the same, why are you the only one who can do it! Wow, it feels a bit scary already ——"
"What are you talking about? Of course I can't do it without assistance!"
My wife Zenitsu glanced at "himself" with an indescribable look, then took off the earphones, holding both sides of the earphones with both hands. He leaned forward slightly, and without hesitation put his earphones on the ears of his wife Zenitsu, who was sitting opposite him and was wearing a golden triangular haori. The palms of the hands with the extra thing on the head are tightly clasped on the earphone cups on both sides that cover the ears, and they are pressed tightly.
"You can filter out a lot of noise with it. If you listen carefully now, you can catch the strange sounds - this was given to me by my sister. If it weren't for you, I would not have lent it to you. This guy is using it."
Demon Slayer Zenitsu's wife kept trying to raise her hand but didn't dare. As the sound that passed into her ears suddenly became clearer for several levels, the expression on her face gradually changed. From the time she was scared just now, The initial panic turned into uncertainty.
"Okay, so clear, I heard it too, in the front compartment, in front, in front, and in the commander's cabin -"
He couldn't help but murmur.
"Also, the whole train made a strange sound, as if... it was being devoured by some flesh and blood."
☆ 86. “Ordinary Mafia”
"Ordinary Mafia"
"His hearing is about the same as mine."
My wife Zenitsu muttered.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't believe it. Although Taro Jiu said that we are the same person, I still feel that the difference is a bit big. I am obviously a very weak and useless guy, but I didn't expect you to even connect me. Even that little bit of effect won't work - although this should be fairly consistent with our situation." Hearing
him say this, he still had the Demon Slayer Squad Zenitsu Kazutsu's golden headphones on his ears. He looked as if a dog had been kicked by a passing dog.
"Wow! This statement is really too much! After all, it's me. Why do I have to be so straightforward? Although I know very well that I am weak and useless, I still feel hurt when I am pointed out directly! "
That's why I said the rest first! Don't just listen to half of what others say, you guy!"
My wife Zenitsu raised her voice and shouted back without showing any signs of weakness:
"I now admit that we are the same person! Because of you There is no difference between his ears and mine. If he gets the corresponding auxiliary equipment, he can be used in similar ways to me. In this way, even if we are both weak, we can still play a negligible role in other aspects -"
Murata next to him I couldn't help but twitch the corner of my mouth.
"Can you just use your ears to tell what's wrong with the entire train? Can this be considered a 'trivial' effect..." Did
these two guys place their own position a little too low? This ability is simply a crushing advantage in gathering intelligence. God knows why it has not been fully utilized before. Thinking about it, it may have something to do with my wife’s previous level being too low and not having contact with anyone. Now that she is in front of him It would be a waste of time to reveal this kind of talent and then bury it.
Murata thought.
Most of the tasks responsible for intelligence collection are more likely to be under the jurisdiction of Lord Yinzhu. If Lord Yinzhu knows that Captain My Wife has such ridiculous hearing, he might be adopted as his stepson directly.
He basically has no chance to meet Master Yin Zhu, otherwise he should write a letter to Master Yin Zhu and muster up the courage to recommend this guy - if such a powerful advantage is buried, it will be a waste of resources.
However, I don’t know whether it’s because Murata’s expression management is better, or because several people present are not very understanding, and no one can guess Murata’s thoughts. Even the two golden retrievers who look exactly the same are still quarreling. , even when he realized that something was wrong with the entire carriage, he had to step back a little, and the screams one after another never stopped at all.
"Sure enough, the secret has been exposed!!!"
Zenitsu Gatma of the Demon Slayer Squad stood up immediately. At this moment, his blood covered his fear, and he yelled at his other self unwilling to be outdone:
"Look! It's clear! You also tried to confuse me by saying 'we are the same person', but you accidentally revealed the truth! You didn't believe it at all before! Damn it! It's too much!!! It's obviously me too! Why are you so insidious? Cunning! Horrible! Super scary!!!"
"Huh? What! The main reason must be you!"
My wife Zenitsu, who was wearing a sweater jacket, also raised her voice without showing any signs of weakness:
"Because you are also with There are a lot of differences between me! Not having a sister is just one of them. It seems that I am more easily frightened than a timid guy like me! My hearing has not shown up, so I have to lend you the headphones your sister gave me. In this way, I It’s normal to have a little suspicion, right? It’s super normal! There’s something sinister and cunning about it! What an exaggeration! This is clearly the work quality taught to me by my former boss and my former boss! It’s not something cunning and cunning!”
“It sounds more like this! That's scary!"
Zenitsu, the wife of the Demon Slayer Squad, couldn't help but raise her voice again:
"What kind of job requires such work quality? The boss's instructions also sound outrageous. What have you done before! !!"
"What have you done... It may sound a bit stereotypical, but it's obviously just an ordinary job."
My wife Zenitsu muttered rather casually when her other self asked.
"It's just an ordinary mafia."
Zenitsu, the other Gotuma wearing a Demon Slayer uniform: "..."
Japan during the Taisho period has absorbed countless things from overseas Europe and the United States, and a lot of knowledge is no exception. If it is Tanjiro A child like this who has lived in the mountains since childhood, or a guy like Inosuke who has few human beings to communicate with, probably knows nothing about this kind of title, but he is familiar with Demon Slayer Zenitsu and Murata, whose eyes widened instantly. To put it bluntly, hearing this word is like detonating a bomb at close range.
"Mafia" is an imported word, but with the spread of imported knowledge, words that are more likely to affect personal safety will naturally spread faster. At least the two of them know exactly what this word represents.
"A person more terrifying than the ronin samurai who attacks people at will -"
Zenitsu, the wife of the Demon Slayer Corps, instantly became horrified:
"Even the police station dare not imprison members of dangerous organizations at will, and they only have to deal with One look at the gangster and thug is enough to make that scary guy grovel in cold sweat!"
- Could the other person be such a scary guy? ! !
"...What are you talking about?"
Upon hearing this comment, the corner of my wife Zenitsu's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"It's not like that. It's just a very ordinary job. Instead of making random guesses about other people's previous careers, why don't you return the headphones to me? This is a gift from my sister."
"...It's really jealous to always mention 'sister' or 'sister' in front of someone like me who doesn't have a sister."
Demon Slayer Squad's wife Zenitsu muttered dissatisfiedly, and then naturally put both hands on the earphones. On both sides, he made a gesture of preparing to take this thing off his head, and said without stopping:
"But this thing feels really magical. Those messy sounds are filtered out all of a sudden. I want to The sound you hear will become very clear, and you can even hear it farther -"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked blank.
"Wait, there's a voice so close -"
The next moment, a man wearing conductor's clothes was standing next to their seats, with a tired and numb expression on his face, his cheeks were so thin that the sides of his face were sunken, and he was holding a Holding a ticket-cutter, he motioned feebly at them.
"Passengers, please show the ticket you purchased."
Although it was one of the two people whose voice Zenitsu Zenitsu heard was not right, because this guy's behavior was not special at all, the others did not alert him and kept on He handed over the ticket cautiously.
The other party didn't do anything strange. He skillfully cut a hole in the tickets of several people, and then walked to the next car with a numb face. At first glance, it seemed that it was just a routine ticket inspection by the conductor. .
"...It seems like there's nothing wrong?"
The few people who were facing a formidable enemy looked at each other in confusion.
"In short, we still have to remain vigilant."
Murata, as the oldest member of the team, has seen more situations. Although the situation in front of him was very strange, he still suppressed the feeling in his heart. Uneasy, he whispered:
"It could be ordinary people who were marked by ghosts and were about to eat something, but it could also be ordinary people being controlled. My wife, team member, if you hear any strange noises, please remind us in time." "The
strangest thing is the carriage. ."
My wife Zenitsu hesitated and whispered:
"Both of us heard it. It seemed that some living flesh and blood was slowly devouring the iron sheet on the outer layer of the carriage - but the speed was very slow. Wait until it can It will take at least a day or two to completely devour the entire train, right?"
"If it were a ghost, it would probably want to eat people."
Kamado Tanjiro asked,
"Ghosts would also want to eat steel . "
...Not necessarily because he wants to eat steel."
Murata seemed to suddenly think of something, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead for a moment.
"Inside the steel skin outside the vehicle, there are still a whole train car full of passengers -"
Oops, I suddenly felt that this mission was simply too dangerous. No wonder many "hidden" team members and swordsmen had nothing to gain here. Some people even disappeared directly - if a cannibal of this size could corrode a train and devour humans, ordinary team members would be completely powerless to fight back.
I'm afraid that only adults at the "Pillar" level can find a breakthrough.
Murata has an almost blind trust in the strength of "Hashira". Even though he and Zenitsu Zenitsu have killed several demons (those that were taken away) in the past few days, because the Demon Slayer Squad Zenitsu Zenitsu left him with The impression was too deep. He was just guessing that Zenitsu's strength was probably equivalent to that of a team member a few levels higher. He had no idea whether this guy could exert much strength in the current environment. After realizing this After facing what level of ghost for the first time, he immediately broke out in cold sweat and turned blue.
Ghosts of this level may be similar to the ghosts they met in Natian Spider Mountain, or even a little more terrifying. It is not just a guess to say that it is the Twelve Ghost Moon.
When he thought of this possibility, Murata felt cold all over, and panic filled his mind instantly - until a loud snoring suddenly sounded next to him, interrupting his sudden panic.
Several people looked to the side at the same time, and found that Inosuke Pira, who was wearing a boar hood, had leaned on the back of the chair without knowing when, his head was lowered, and he was snoring boldly.
"...Is it possible to sleep in a place like this? There might be terrible ghosts lurking around us. We might be attacked, killed and eaten by ghosts. Isn't Inosuke too nervous?"
Demon Killer Zenitsu, the team member, had an indescribable look on her face and couldn't help but complain.
But then, as if sleepiness was contagious, the group of people started beating each other up one after another, as if they had inhaled some hypnotic drug, and fell into a deep sleep extremely quickly.
My wife Zenitsu was no exception. He only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Even though he vaguely felt that something was wrong, he could not resist the sudden strong sleepiness. He only struggled to hang his headphones back on his neck. In an instant, his head lowered, and he fell asleep without any suspense.
☆ 87. Sister, have we ever planted peach trees at home?
Sister, have we ever planted peach trees at home?
Nightmare had no intention of attacking a whole train of humans so quickly.
Not long after he got more blood of the Demon King from Muzan Kibutsuji, in order to increase his strength as quickly as possible and eat more people, he set his sights on the train station - there were people coming and going here, and there were so few humans. It's hard to be sure, not to mention that there are other ghosts nearby that can be used as a cover-up. When it's almost time to hide it, just throw that ghost out, and you can buy him some time to eat people.
Even if the Demon Slayer Squad is like a wild dog chasing after them after smelling it, they will only let some ordinary members who are not strong enough to die in the beginning, just like they did some time ago.
They are all humans wearing the same standard clothing, and their strength is not as low as that of Yinghuo. He doesn't even need to take action. He only needs to let those few humans who are intoxicated with the dreams he fabricated and are willing to be driven by him to swing the butcher knife at the same kind of people. , it was enough for those guys in the Demon Slayer Squad to be killed in their sleep without a sound.
After all, even the most powerful human beings should be in the most defenseless and vulnerable state when they are in a sleeping state. There is no need for the strength and power of ghosts at all. As long as the same weak human beings hold a sharp weapon, it is enough to defeat them. Those guys who killed several useless ghosts passed away.
——This is the powerful and weird part of the nightmare vampire technique.
But the gap between the lower string and the upper string seems to be comparable to a bottomless chasm. Even if he has been eating humans at the train station for a while, if he wants to complete what Lord Wuhan asks and clear the obstacles for him, it is still a big gap for him. An extremely reluctant goal.
After all, Nightmare's torso as a ghost is limited in size, and his stomach that can accommodate food is even more worrisome. The limitations of his body size make Nightmare inevitably a little unable to devour human flesh and blood to increase his strength. In this regard, he should naturally yearn for more. Because of his huge body - if he was integrated with the train, the carriages running from the front to the end would be his stomach, and hundreds of humans would take the initiative to walk into his stomach and let him digest it. Wouldn't all problems be solved in this way?
With this idea in mind, Nightmare began to corrode the train with his own flesh and blood, focusing on the inner wall, covering it bit by bit with his own minced flesh, merging the front of the train with his own head, and first using the outer iron sheet to block the sun and protect his flesh and blood. Not being exposed to the sun, and occasionally catching a few people who are
unlucky enough to walk into the car... If nothing happens, probably tomorrow or the day after, he will be able to completely control the train, and when the vehicle is traveling halfway in the desert, , causing all the passengers to fall into a deep sleep. At that time, he can digest these hundreds of "foods" without any hindrance, initiate a bloody battle in another position, and join the ranks of the top.
The plan is perfect, but in reality there will always be mistakes during execution, forcing Nightmare to take action on its own, just like now.
"Huh...huh..."
The conductor, who was holding a hemp rope and a steel cone, fell to the ground in great horror. His breathing was heavy, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he exhaled from his throat like a trembling breath when he was about to die. He was so frightened that Trembling, but still not daring to move at all, for no other reason than the short blade hanging above his head right in front of him.
The blade is narrow and flat with a bright silver surface. It is not like the short knife or wakizashi that women often use for self-defense when traveling. Instead, it is closer to the sashimi kitchen knife used by Teishoku restaurant chefs to prepare ingredients and slice sashimi.
This sashimi knife was held in the hand of a blond boy wearing a particularly strange dress. This boy also held another terrifying hatchet in his arms. The sharp tip was almost touching the center of the conductor's forehead. The coldness of the blade that was close at hand could be felt on the skin. As long as the blond-haired boy moved his hand forward slightly, it would be enough to penetrate his entire head.
His face was calm, as if he was immersed in a peaceful sleep. His brows were relaxed, his eyes were closed tightly, and golden eyelashes of the same color as his hair were covering his lower eyelids. Because he was sleeping peacefully, even his eyelashes did not tremble at all. Regardless of the blond boy in front of him, No matter how you look at it, you are in a harmless and peaceful sleep.
So why on earth did he suddenly burst out and put a sharp short blade on his head? ! !
The conductor held his breath in horror, used all four limbs together, and slowly moved backwards on the ground until the blade on his forehead was a little farther away from him, and then he rolled and crawled backwards as if out of fear. The large section is almost directly attached to the door at the other end of the carriage.
The hemp rope is a prop used to let their consciousness enter the target's dream. The steel cone can destroy the "core" deep in the target's heart after they sneak into the target's dream. This kind of attack involving the spiritual level is almost impossible to defend against, and several of them are affected by it. The guy who drove him never failed—until he met this blond-haired boy.
It was obvious that other people had no problem sneaking into other people's dreams, and even the twin brother of this blond boy had no hindrance. Only this guy, when he got close, he felt cold all over, and his skin felt like it was faintly stung by steel needles, maybe It was because he had locked onto a target that had an unfavorable aura about him, and directed his actual murderous instinct towards it, that it already made his hair stand on end.
But even so, what needs to be done must be done, so the conductor still suppressed the fear that seemed to come from the intuition deep in his heart, and tremblingly prepared to put the rope connecting the dream to the wrist of the blond boy, but not yet Once he touched an inch of this guy's skin, an almost crushing chill made him dare not do anything again.
——I don’t know whether it was because he was extremely sensitive to malice, or whether he had captured a little bit of murderous intention in his heart. In short, before he even did anything, he was struck by a gleaming sashimi knife in the forehead without any warning. , if he bites the bullet and continues, I am afraid that the result will be that he will be cut open with a sashimi knife.
What's even more terrifying is that this blond boy can't even breathe, and is even in a completely unconscious state. All reactions he makes now are all instincts of his body!
What on earth does this kid do? How come you are so keen on murderous intent? The reaction is so skillful? You can't always be in a state of being attacked at any time since you were a child, right? !
Nightmare felt a little troubled.
The train conductor was undoubtedly frightened. Not only was he unable to attack the blond twin who had slipped through the net again, but even if he forced him to continue, he probably would not be able to get closer to this boy who had extremely strong instincts and defenses. ...If you don't want to leave this guy alone, you have to do it yourself.
This kid is extremely sensitive to malicious approaches, and ordinary methods are useless to him. Although Nightmare himself has a way to sneak into the target's dream without getting close, the process of eroding the train is still at a critical stage, and now he deliberately diverts his attention to solve such a problem. Guy...isn't it a bit more gain than gain?
But these guys are obviously members of the Demon Slayer Squad. If left alone, if this guy finds a way out of his dream and wakes up a few other people... Although Nightmare doesn't think he can't kill them, There are just a few ordinary team members, but now is the critical time for the Fusion Train. In this situation, if he is attracted to the "Pillar" of the Demon Slayer Squad, it may cause him a lot of trouble.
…So it’s up to him to take action.
Nightmare thought.
He would nip all the buds that might hinder him at the source, avoid extraneous problems, and let him personally make this guy fall into a dream that he couldn't wake up from - everything would go smoothly as he speculated, and there would be no other problems.
After that, just eat these Demon Slayer minions.
Dreamland.
It is still a corner of Zenitsu's memory. His memories are all composed of his sister, her boyfriend, himself, and Taro Jiu. The background environment is not that fixed, although the "home" that carries the most memories appears with the highest frequency. , but the environment is connected. Once the dreamland expands, the boundless places will naturally not be all criss-crossed ordinary residential areas. The places a little further away are also connected to the bustling cities, which are very lively with feasting and feasting.
As the owner of the dream, Zenitsu Zenitsu should naturally appear in the most familiar and impressive place.
--my home.
The memory connected with the memory in the dream without any suspense. My wife Zenitsu didn't notice any mismatched memories at all. Just like countless days in the past, she carried the schoolbag that appeared on her back at some point. She was familiar with it. The familiar road opened the door to his home.
After the spring break, it’s the second semester of the freshman year of high school. Because my sister requires me to have acceptable grades, my wife Zenitsu has been studying pretty hard recently. She even skipped some of her activities in the club that she was trying to join, and no one said anything. What? After all, the high school he went to was one of the best in the neighborhood. Although Japanese schools love to cultivate students' after-school club activities, if a good student is a promising candidate who can be admitted to Tokyo University, the school will not force club attendance. .
My wife, Zenitsu, is a member of this "club where attendance is not required".
Logically speaking, today should be no different from the past, but my wife Zenitsu kept mumbling "I'm back, sister", and after changing her shoes in the entrance, she stepped into the house by a familiar path, and avoided the bullets fired from the kitchen. When I fired a bunch of bullets, I still felt something was a little strange.
For example, whenever he looks out the window, he always has a strange urge to complain -
"...sister."
My wife, Zenitsu, put on her indoor slippers in a daze, walked to the window, and looked outside. Looking at it, his eyes fell on the tall peach trees sitting in various corners, beside the houses, and even on both sides of the road. He spoke in a particularly erratic voice:
"I always feel a bit scary, and very strange. It's so strange that my scalp will itch." Damn...Have we ever planted peach trees at home?"
Momoyama.
My wife Zenitsu, who lived happily with Nezuko, also fell into deep thought at this time.
The scenery in front of me was clearly familiar, the unchanged appearance of Peach Mountain, streams, hillsides, peach trees all over the mountains and plains, and peaches on the branches... Grandpa's Peach Mountain had always been this paradise-like scenery, and it shouldn't have changed.
But -
Zenitsu Zenitsu looked at the modern high-rise buildings in front of her that seemed to be inserted suddenly into the dense peach forest, and took root as if they were thrown in casually like stones from high altitude. She grabbed her hair and fell into collapse.
"What are these? So high, so high! Many times higher than the houses where the gentlemen live in Asakusa! It's scary, so scary! Is there such a strange building in Momoyama?"
☆ 88. Xiaoshan, why are you here?
Xiaoshan, why do you
have such a thing here that crushes people's common sense to the ground? Even if my wife Shanyi is very neurotic under the suggestion of dreams, she will inevitably feel that something is not right.
The smiling Nezuko beside her disappeared without a trace at some point. When no one else interferes, the dream is like a wishing bottle that satisfies the owner's wishes, and even has its own guessing function.
When Zenitsu Zenitsu's heart is full of living with Nezuko, Kamado Nezuko will appear who has turned back into a human and worships him. And when Zenitsu Zenitsu's mind is shocked enough, he has no intention to think about other things. When things get involved, the virtual illusion will quietly disappear, as if no one has ever appeared around him.
"What? Isn't this too weird?"
My wife Zenitsu stared at the towering building with trembling pupils. He felt that the arc of his neck was already causing pain in his neck, and then he lowered his head with a horrified look on his face. I couldn't help but tremble.
"I have never seen a building before. Is this also a house? Is it possible for a house to be built to such a high level?! It's so scary! It's really scary! Isn't this really the vampire technique of a scary evil ghost!!!"
Due to excessive fear, he even subconsciously blurted out the connection between the Demon Slayer Squad and cannibals that he should have forgotten. He even recovered his memory due to being frightened. The previous yellow triangle bunt and rough training pants also changed without him realizing it. He has become the Demon Slayer Corps uniform with a stand-up collar. A sword with a white sheath hangs diagonally on his waist. A golden haori is draped over his shoulders. Even his hair color looks almost the same color as the sun approaching noon. .
Similarly, the recovery of the Demon Slayer's memory also means that he quickly realized that something was not right about the current scene. My wife Zenitsu began to tremble almost at the moment of realization, tears overflowing her eyes and teeth. They collided with each other, and the whole person looked around with trepidation.
——Isn’t it? He obviously didn't know how he passed the swordsman selection, and he was so lucky that he survived several missions. At this time, he remembered that he should have boarded the train with his doppelganger and Tanjiro. How could it be possible? Returned to Momoyama without any warning? !
Although he very much hopes to marry Nezuko's sister in the future, and then return to Momoyama with Nezuko to live happily with his grandfather, he also knows that Nezuko has not turned back into a human yet, and their current situation is very dangerous. I heard more than one strange sound with my doppelgänger. There is definitely a ghost in this car - this beautiful fantasy I long for is not fake, but the prerequisite is that he must also be alive! This is fake! It's definitely a fantasy! Fantasy! ! !
Help! dying! How on earth can we get out of here? The most important thing is to tell Tanjiro and Mr. Murata quickly, otherwise he will definitely die soon if he is so weak and has no one to protect him! Wouldn't this directly benefit the doppelganger? You can easily get his identity without even doing it yourself!
Thinking this, my wife Zenitsu looked around in panic, hoping to find a way to get him out of this situation.
But when he was in panic, his head was numb. He was not usually the type with a particularly flexible mind. When he was scared, he couldn't think of anything. He just felt that the familiar peach forest around him seemed to have turned into trees trying to kill him. The monster subconsciously ran away from the peach tree. The Lei Hu swordsman's footsteps were very fast, and he was far away from the peach mountain without realizing it.
The tall buildings blocked most of the sun's rays, and cast long and thick shadows from the corners. It was not difficult at all to shroud Zenitsu Zenitsu, a yellow figure that was the size of an ant in comparison, and Zenitsu Zenitsu seemed to be the same. Because he ran too far and needed to catch his breath, or because he found something else that made him more alarmed, his body froze in place.
What he is holding on to with one hand is clearly the rough and tough bark of a peach tree. It is only common to rest on the trunk of a peach tree after running tired, but the premise is that the outside background of the peach tree is not so dull and bizarre.
My wife Zenitsu stiffly retracted her arm that was supported on the tree trunk. First she looked up at this terrifying tall building that was even taller than the tall building that she found inexplicably located in the peach forest before. Then she subconsciously turned around and looked away from herself. The direction he ran in after being frightened slowly moved around, his golden-brown pupils trembling in his eye sockets. There was no reason other than the bizarre scenery that came into view.
A large expanse of peach groves can still be seen in the distance behind, with strange tall buildings scattered in different styles. The closer he gets to his current location, the more such strange buildings there are. Even if he starts from here Further forward, the number of buildings and peach trees is even comparable, and if we go further...
Zenitsu Zenitsu stared blankly into the distance. Countless high-rise buildings are densely packed, with a few scattered peach trees among them. Most of the embellishments are these terrifying towering buildings, dotted here and there, crowded together, stretching to the horizon.
There are terrifying high-rise buildings on one end, and peach groves in the countryside on the other. The two very different scenery, which should be distinct, seem to be violently blended together, with the joint as the fusion point, sporadically moving toward the scene. Spread at both ends.
"What are all these..."
My wife Shanyi's voice was erratic and her eyes were dull.
Not only Zenitsu Gatma from the Demon Slayer Corps, but also the guy who was in shock also had a nightmare.
Sneaking into this guy's dream is also to deal with these few ghost hunters who may have the ability to resist as soon as possible. Nightmare naturally has a deep understanding of his own vampire skills, and he is also familiar with them when he enters his consciousness. He is just waiting to observe this guy's behavior. Whatever is going on in the dream, just find the "nucleus" and destroy it as soon as possible.
But even though Nightmare thought so, when he planned to execute it, he also fell into a huge dilemma.
"It's...unbelievable."
Nightmare's eyes widened, and the words carved in his pupils were extremely clear. He raised his head and looked around at the high-rise buildings around him in shock, and his cheeks couldn't help but blush. The terrifying oppressive force brought to him by tall buildings with dozens or even hundreds of floors almost made him feel intoxicated. He even had a vague sense of substitution that he felt when facing Lord Wuhan and looking up at the mountains.
The huge gap between an ant looking up at a giant thing fascinated him. Nightmare could not help but tremble with his body. He put his hands around his shoulders and dug his nails into the flesh on the outside of his upper arms. The whole ghost was so excited that he could hardly control himself.
——But why is this blond boy’s dream like this? Why is his memory filled with such tall buildings that you have to look up at the mountains to look up at? Is there such a shocking place in the world? Where did this guy come from? There is no such tall and majestic building in Japan!
But even though it was extremely shocking, the nightmare still came back to reality - this was just a dream after all. Maybe the blond boy's imagination was too strong, so the scenes deliberately created in the dream were all based on reality. The main presence is Lord Wuhan, and he wants to deal with this group of ghost hunters as soon as possible. As for this blond kid with a special dream...
Nightmare's cheeks were red, and he thought intoxicatedly.
——Isn't he just a ghost hunter? At worst, he can keep it for now. He can use his dream as a meal replacement for Master Wuhan and come in for a bite from time to time.
Nightmare quickly made a plan, and then he became serious, ready to sense where the "core" of this dream was. However, when he used the ability of the vampire technique to explore the dream, Nightmare's expression suddenly changed again. Variety.
Before the tentacles of consciousness could reach the place where the fluctuations of the "core" existed, another situation that was obviously not quite right had already appeared in his mind.
——The boundaries of this dream are too big.
It's so big... It's as if the dreams of two people were colluded together.
My wife, Zenitsu, shrank her neck and walked tremblingly through the gaps in the tall buildings.
It's very strange here.
In addition to the huge buildings that are densely packed almost one after another, the roads here also look particularly weird, with inexplicable white lines painted everywhere, and some even have strange round lights with changing colors hanging next to the dense white horizontal lines. .
My wife Zenitsu thought that this kind of light might have some use. After all, it looked a bit like the train warning light. But he had been active in the countryside before, and occasionally went to prosperous places like Asakusa a few times, but he was just ignored. Being led by the mission of the Demon Slayer Squad, they only went to the edges and had no idea about the various rules of the real prosperous area.
But that didn't stop him from feeling scared.
It is natural for human beings to be afraid of unknown or strange things, not to mention that Zenitsu Kazuma is already timid. His ability to hold on and run back to the Momoyama area without turning around is the limit of his courage. He is still able to persist without being scared. Walking in this tall building feeling dizzy was probably entirely due to a strange premonition.
——There seemed to be something attracting him on this side of the tall building.
It was precisely because of this weird premonition that my wife Zenitsu continued to walk with cold sweat on her head and walked deeper into the denser areas of the high-rise building area. There was no one inhabited along the way, and there was not even a little bit of life. His heart was beating wildly, and he always felt that he had strayed into the territory of some monster. His legs began to tremble uncontrollably again, and his whole body was trembling.
"I always feel that it was a wrong decision to run here... It's so scary, really scary. There's no one around. It seems like a scary ghost will rush out and eat me at any time. If it's still like this after five minutes, I'll still turn around. Go back, at least it's not so scary in Momoyama..."
In order not to be frightened into making any unworthy noise, my wife Zenitsu bit the knuckle of her right index finger between her teeth, trembling and trembling as she muttered to herself. .
However, I don’t know if these two sentences had an effect. Just when my wife Zenitsu was about to retreat and turn around to go home, there was no one around and the silence was so quiet that it made his back tremble. Suddenly, a voice with a doubtful tone sounded on his back, At first glance, a female voice sounded gentle and soft:
"Xiao Shan, why are you here?"
My wife Shan Yi was first frightened so much that her whole body trembled rapidly as if she had been electrified, and she suppressed her desire to scream. He trembled and muttered "Don't be a ghost, don't be a ghost", and then his body stiffened and he turned his head in horror.
Then he didn't think to speak. My wife Zenitsu's pupils widened subconsciously, her mouth opened slightly, and she looked dumbfounded at the guy who suddenly stopped her.
The soft pink hair was tied into four braids, hanging smoothly along the chest and back. The hair on both sides of the forehead seemed to be curled up, faintly provoking an upward arc.
Her face was beautiful and clear, but he felt that her facial features were vaguely and eerily similar to his own. She looked a few years older than my wife Zenitsu. The pink-haired woman in a ladylike dress had a pair of soft pink eyes open, as if As if he was very familiar with him, he looked over with worried eyes:
"Even the clothes have changed into this strange look - really, it is easy to be noticed when you go out with a samurai/swordsman. Didn't I tell you, try your best. Don't you want to carry this eye-catching sense of security? Being found out and having to deal with trouble at home will affect Ashue's mood."
——Xiao Shan, it seems that he is a bit disobedient.
It's not the fault of the nightmare, it's just two good dreams connected together. Anyway, they are the same person. It is normal for a person to have the same dream, and it is not strange at all.