Chapter 107: Why can't it be split?! (Two in One)
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Kyogoku House.
The lights in the corridor are always on.
Creak——
The door was slowly pulled open horizontally, a panicked woman knelt in the corridor, peeking into the room.
"Madam." Her voice was trembling, her throat was dry, and the arm supporting her body was faintly weak.
Sitting in the room, the tired madam was counting the bills with her head down, she didn't turn her head, but asked directly:
"What's the matter?"
Her fingers were moving quickly between the abacus, her voice was hoarse.
"Yuko, Yuko she..."
The woman took a few deep breaths, then said in horror with sweat on her forehead:
"She's gone!"
"I can't find her anywhere... I think she's not the kind of person who would run away."
As she said, as if she had thought of something extremely terrifying, her pupils shrank:
"It can't be...!"
Upon hearing this.
Click.
The abacus in the madam's hand stopped, her expression froze, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.
Yuko, is the attendant who cleans the room for the courtesan Warabihime, she is the girl who follows on both sides when the courtesan goes out.
It was also the last time, the girl who cried to her that she couldn't clean the room well.
After a period of silence.
Click, click.
The sound of the abacus being clicked again echoed in the room.
"I know." The madam responded, her voice was calm, but the sweat on her forehead kept increasing:
"Don't worry about her."
"Don't mention this matter again, let others also pay attention."
Seeing the madam's unwilling look, the woman showed a worried expression on her face, she hesitated, and wanted to persuade:
"But..."
"Leave."
The madam's harsh voice sounded, decisive, no longer giving her any chance to speak.
"Yes..." The woman's eyes drooped for a while, she nodded, then slowly closed the door and left the room.
Faint sobs came from the corridor.
...
Not long after the woman left.
Inside the room.
Click.
"Too much..."
The madam's hand moving the abacus suddenly stopped, her hands were shaking, she weakly lay on the table, her hands clenched tightly.
"It's too much."
Bang!
She clenched her fist and hit the table hard.
After thinking for a moment, she recalled the girls who had disappeared or committed suicide during her time as a madam.
Especially in the past few months, almost every night someone would disappear!
Obviously, she had done everything she asked for... but people still died frequently.
As if she had made a huge decision, she pushed the table hard with both hands.
"Courtesan Warabihime..." She muttered to herself, took a few deep breaths, stood up from the table, and walked to the cabinet behind her.
Click——
She opened the drawer, the madam's gaze looked into the drawer, she reached out and touched something inside.
Click.
The black gun body reflected a heavy luster under the light in the room.
This is a simple revolver with a bullet nest.
She took out a few brass-colored bullets from the drawer, her hand trembling slightly, and pushed the bullets into the bullet nest one by one.
The madam's trembling self-talk echoed slowly in the room:
"I have..."
"...I can't let you do evil anymore."
Click!
With the crisp sound of the gun being loaded,
Her eyes Gradually firm.
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North side of Kyogoku House.
In the room in the shade.
"Uh! Uh!!"
The pink-purple obi sashlt with gorgeous patterns was waving wildly in the dark room.
Yuko, with a look of horror and tears in her eyes, was tightly bound, as if she was being flattened and slowly imprinted on the surface of the obi sash.
Who will come——!
Yuko's mouth was bound by a cloth, she struggled desperately, but to no avail.
Soon, she was completely flattened, turned into a portrait, and imprinted on the cloth.
But from the slight undulations observed on the portrait, Yuko was not dead, just unconscious.
At the window.
Daki, dressed gorgeously, was standing there, seemingly waiting for something, completely ignoring the struggle of the little jade just now.
If it weren't for Yuko suddenly coming in and disturbing her who was waiting for Muzan-sama, she wouldn't have been swept into the granary.
That's right.
——The day Muzan-sama controls her body to check the Blue Spider Lily is today.
Daki took a deep breath, a trace of nervous anticipation appeared on her face.
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Soon.
It's here!
Daki felt the boiling of the blood in her body.
Creak...
The veins along her neck bulged, her pupils shrank sharply, and her green eyes instantly turned blood red.
A moment later.
Daki reopened her narrow blood-red eyes, she looked at the window in front of her, her gaze paused on the bustling night scene for a moment, and she spoke:
"Daki."
There was a hint of urgency in her tone.
"Where is the Blue Spider Lily you found?"
Daki stood at the window, she raised her head, looking at the moon in the sky slightly obscured by the clouds, but the voice that came out was a weirdly cold male voice.
She twirled a small blue flower in her hand, she withdrew her gaze from the moon, and casually threw it out of the window:
"I don't want this kind of thing."
Over the past thousand years, Muzan has found all the flowers that can be called "blue" in Japan.
This one is no exception.
Thinking about it, he felt the sense of restraint brought by this body, and a feeling of suffocation in his heart.
Because it is remotely controlled through the blood in others' bodies, his own perception ability is greatly reduced.
Observing the outside world through the eyes of other similar species.
The main body can only curl up in the Infinite Castle!
All of this.....
It's all because of that guy!
"Tsk!" Thinking of this, Muzan clicked his tongue, unconsciously clenched his teeth, and the veins jumped on his neck.
If it weren't for that hateful guy still alive, he wouldn't have to hide like this!
Her face gradually darkened.
It seemed to feel Muzan's anger.
Daki's expression changed, she pursed her lips slightly, hurriedly turned her head, and her voice also changed back:
"Muzan-sama..."
She spoke as if to herself, her expression respectful, the gorgeous dress on her body gradually unfolded, turning into the attire of a demon, her gaze looked into the room:
"All the flowers and herbs that I found are here, please review them."
Various blue flowers have been neatly placed on the table.
Behind her, the cloth opened two huge eyes, and the part with the imprinted portrait drilled into the wall from the gap, and quickly left the room.
Daki strolled to the front of the table and slowly sat down.
Muzan's blood-red eyes opened with the help of her body, and his gaze swept over the table in front of him one by one.
He casually picked up a flower, recognized it a little, and then threw it aside.
Recalling the various coincidences before.
She was selecting flowers, her movements paused slightly, then she frowned, and her heart became anxious.
——You better not show up at this time!
Muzan thought bitterly in his heart.
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Meanwhile.
On the street.
"Over there."
"Yes."
Tanjuro and Uzui Tengen, the two of them were looking in the direction of Kyogoku House, talking to each other one by one.
Through the perception of the transparent world, they can clearly perceive that the aura of a demon is constantly coming from there.
On the side.
Tomioka Giyu stood in place, he looked in that direction along the gaze of the two.
He was silent.
——He couldn't see anything.
Then.
The three of them looked at each other.
Swish!
They simultaneously turned into afterimages and disappeared on the spot.
Passersby looked this way in astonishment, rubbing their eyes hard with their hands.
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The sky gradually darkened, and under the light below, it became even more quiet and serene.
Kyogoku House.
Roof.
Click!
Tanjuro and the other two landed near the roof, maintaining a safe distance, they looked at each other and nodded.
The crow circled in the sky, overlooking everything below from a bird's eye view.
[This is it!]
Uzui Tengen signaled the other two with his eyes, he made a slight gesture, communicating his thoughts:
[Be careful, try to kill it on the spot]
[Don't startle the snake]
[Minimize casualties]
After communicating, he took out two golden curved swords connected by chains from behind him, and looked down at the roof with a serious look.
——Even though they were just here to investigate today, they found it unexpectedly.
His hand gripping the hilt of the sword unconsciously sweated.
Opposite.
?
Tomioka Giyu's eyes silently moved away from Uzui who was making gestures, and he quietly looked at Tanjuro on the side.
The lightless eyes contained such a meaning:
[What is he doing?]
Tanjuro choked for a moment, but did not answer.
At this moment.
Whoosh!
The bright sword light dazzled Tomioka Giyu's eyes, and he turned his head sharply.
In Tomioka Giyu's gradually shocked eyes, Uzui Tengen raised his red gold twin swords high, and white steam overflowed from his slightly open mouth.
He slashed down at the roof below!
[Sound Breathing]
[First Form]
[Roar---Todoroki]
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Inside the house.
One by one, the flowers were discarded at will, and Muzan's expression became more and more anxious.
Whoosh——!
"Again."
Muzan controlled Daki, her expression was annoyed, she raised all the green flowers on the table at once, and casually scattered them on the ground:
"None of them are!"
A thousand years have passed, and he has lost his patience!
Bang!
He hammered the table hard, his face full of indignation, and was about to stand up.
His ears twitched twice.
Muzan frowned in confusion, looking up at the direction of the roof.
Rustle——
A bit of sawdust fell from the beam, falling straight on his face.
"What is this..." Just as Muzan was confused and wiped his face with his hand, looking carefully.
Squeak——
The wooden beam above his head suddenly couldn't bear the pressure and let out a roaring scream!
In the reflection of Muzan's shrinking crimson pupils, the entire roof suddenly collapsed heavily!
Boom!!
Dust surged, and several pale moonlights suddenly shot into the dim room from the broken roof hole.
Then.
Click, click.
Three figures stepped on the broken roof and landed in the room full of dust, observing the dim room.
The two with the Transparent World were staring hard at the other side of the room.
The other side.
Near the window.
"...A demon slayer?" Muzan frowned slightly, he stood up slightly at the window of the room, and was indeed a little scared.
But as the Demon King, even if he is controlling someone else's body.
He also has enough reaction power to observe the condition of the roof for the first time.
Just retreat far away.
——After all, in the hundreds of years after he met that guy, he almost instinctively focused all his abilities on "survival".
Although this will lead to a single attack method, it doesn't matter.
Inside the room.
The rising dust made him unable to see the appearance of the three people who fell.
But Muzan didn't care too much.
Daki, who is an Upper Rank, has already eaten seven Hashira, and Gyutaro, who is usually in the same body with Daki, has already eaten fifteen Hashira.
Together, over the years, there have been as many as twenty-two Hashira who died in the Flower District.
Under such circumstances, it is not normal for no demon slayer to realize that the Flower District is the residence of the demon.
Thinking of this.....
Bang!
Muzan slightly retreated, violently smashed open the window, the cold wind poured into the room with the opening of the window, his entire body suddenly soared above the street:
"I'll leave this place to you, Daki..."
Muzan hadn't finished speaking.
Whoosh——!
A hook with a sharp end shimmering with cold light suddenly broke out from the rising dust!
Plop!
In Muzan's surprised and shrinking pupils, it fiercely stabbed into his retreating abdomen, pierced through the ribs, and quickly hooked the flesh!
The iron rope woven behind the hook was immediately tightened forcefully! Making a creaking sound of friction!
A huge force came from the abdomen, instantly pulling Muzan towards the front!
"What?!"
Caught off guard, Muzan raised his head, and his entire person was suddenly pulled back into the room from the semi-air of the street!
Bang!
——Heavily bumped into a person's arms!
——A person?
Muzan felt it, slightly stunned.
The surrounding dust had already been blown away by his quick movements just now.
He slowly raised his head.
Some dazed eyes looked forward, his left arm was holding the hook, firmly binding himself, bundling himself in his arms——
——The eyes moved slightly, Muzan's expression gradually became astonished.
——Tsugikuni Yoriichi?!
!!?
In Muzan's blood-red pupils, Tanjuro's figure against the moonlight was reflected, because he was close enough, he could even see the redness of the other's forehead spots!
"Don't rush to behead, this Upper Rank won't die even if you cut off its head!"
"You've all seen the mission report from the blacksmith village! This one is the same!"
Tanjuro frowned, shouting to the side, and used the hook to bind "Daki".
He didn't expect that Daki would be so dull and honestly tied up by him.
In front of them.
Hearing Tanjuro's voice, Muzan's throat was dry, his face was terrified, and his eyes trembled violently!
This voice!
This look!!
Thump, thump, thump!
In an instant, Muzan slightly opened his mouth, his body involuntarily trembled, at this moment he could even feel the heartbeat of the person in front of him!
Why?!
Why is he here?!
Muzan's forehead was sweating coldly.
"cough...cough ah...!"
After a momentary brain crash, Muzan's head went wooden, he suddenly opened his mouth, and roared desperately!
The veins in his neck climbed hard, his face turned red with fear!
Run!!
The only thought left in Muzan's mind was to split quickly!
Seeing "Daki" react like this, Tomioka and Uzui, who were standing on guard next to him, immediately tightened their faces.
Swish! Swish!
Bright sword light cut through the moonlight, with a sound of breaking through the air.
Two swords were neatly placed on his neck.
After "Daki" screamed for a while.
He stopped in a daze, his eyes were extremely terrified looking at the person in front of him, his heart was choked and his heart was pounding.
——Why can't I split?!
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