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"follow me."
Yushiro left after he finished speaking.
Ryosuke also got up and followed behind him.
The two walked through the winding alleys, where the light and scenery around them were subtly distorted.
Clearly, this was a cover created by Yushiro's Blood Demon Art.
The stone wall in front spread out like ripples on water, cutting off the last trace of the outside world.
Before me was a secluded mansion, surrounded by towering trees that blocked out the sunlight even during the day.
At this moment, the door was open.
The woman was dressed in an elegant kimono, her long black hair was tied up in a bun, her face was gentle, and her temperament was like a deep pool of ancient jade.
Before Yushiro could speak, Ryosuke sneered.
"Ms. Tamayo, it's an honor to meet you—"
These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm pond!
Tamayo's eyes narrowed sharply, and her delicate body instinctively leaned back.
Is it a demon slayer? Or a demon sent by Muzan?!
Yushiro reacted even more strongly.
"Asshole!!!"
A roar filled with shock and rage exploded forth.
Without wasting words, Ryosuke instantly bound Yushiro's hands and subdued him on the ground, stomping down hard with his right foot!
Yushiro groaned in pain, feeling as if his back was about to be crushed!
He instinctively tried to struggle, but the right foot on his back was as heavy as a mountain, and no matter how hard Yushiro tried, he could not break free.
Ryosuke didn't even glance at him; his gaze remained fixed on Tamayo the entire time.
The curve of his lips deepened slightly.
“Ms. Tamayo, I know about your situation, and I advise you not to do anything.”
Ryosuke drew his Nichirin Blade and planted it in the ground; the gleaming white blade was chillingly cold.
"If you dare to use the Blood Demon Technique, I'll kill him."
"Stop! Let go of Yushiro!"
Tamayo gasped in shock.
Her hand, hidden in her sleeve, gradually drooped down.
"Leave me alone! Lady Tamayo! Run! Get out of here!!!"
Yushiro's eyes were bloodshot and veins bulged on his forehead.
This guy would rather die himself than let Tamayo get hurt in the slightest.
It can be described as a top-tier turtle; even Boiling Sheep would have to offer it a cigarette.
Tamayo sighed.
Escape? Where can you escape to?
The fact that this demon hunter was able to find this place and call out her name clearly indicates that he came prepared.
His strength was far beyond what he and Yushiro could contend with.
A few long seconds passed.
Tamayo took a deep breath, as if resigned to her fate, and pulled her hands out of her sleeves.
"you win."
Her voice was dry and tired.
Since escaping Muzan's control, she has been living a precarious existence between humans and demons.
Muzan wants to kill her, the traitor, and the Demon Slayer Corps wants to kill the demons.
She couldn't fit in with either side, and was lonely and sad.
"Who are you, and what do you want?"
Seeing Tamayo's resigned expression, Ryosuke felt a strange sensation.
Yushiro, that incompetent turtle...
So this is what it feels like to be a yellow-haired minotaur; it's quite a subtle feeling.
Ryosuke raised an eyebrow and smiled, his tone relaxed.
“It’s very simple, Miss Tamayo. I’m not here today to hunt you down.”
Tamayo gave him a suspicious look.
Ryosuke continued, "I'd like to discuss a collaboration with you."
Tamayo clearly did not believe it.
You, a demon slayer, come to the demon's hiding place, then draw your Nichirin Blade and step on my companion, saying you want to cooperate.
"Yes, cooperation."
Ryosuke nodded, his smile unchanged: "I want to kill Muzan Kibutsuji."
The name was like a forbidden spell, freezing the air instantly.
Tamayo's body stiffened, and complex emotions shifted across her face.
There's nothing wrong with any demon hunter wanting to kill Muzan.
But Tamayo was different; after being turned into a demon by Muzan, she ate her husband and children when she was extremely hungry.
She has survived until now only to send the scumbag boss Muzan to hell.
But we must kill Muzan...
Although this demon slayer is quite strong, there is still a considerable gap between him and an Upper Moon demon.
With his strength, could he kill Muzan?
Ryosuke, of course, understood her doubts and explained.
"If we want to achieve this goal, relying on brute force is probably not a good idea."
"I need your expertise; I need you to develop a potion that can turn ghosts back into humans!"
"This is the weapon that can truly sever the source of Muzan's power and deliver a fatal blow to him!"
Chapter 13 Annoying Little Turtle!
"To become human again..."
Tamayo murmured repeatedly.
This is indeed an extremely effective shortcut, but the difficulty is also considerable.
Tamayo looked at Ryosuke, a deeper doubt flashing in her eyes.
"What makes you think I would believe in a demon hunter? And what makes you think I can do it?"
"Why?"
Ryosuke chuckled and then gave Yushiro a warning shove, which earned him a groan of pain.
"I could kill him right now, or expose your positions to the Demon Slayer Corps, or even to Muzan."
"Ms. Tamayo, you have no choice."
His tone was light, but every word he spoke was piercing.
Seeing the furious and distorted expressions on Tamayo and Yushiro's faces, Ryosuke changed the subject.
"Of course, this is only the worst-case scenario."
"I chose to come here to talk because I believe your hatred for Muzan is real, and your abilities are real as well."
"After hundreds of years of research, you are closer to the answer than anyone else. You just lack some key factors... or an ally."
Tamayo pondered, somewhat wavering.
Yushiro struggled even more fiercely.
"Lady Tamayo! Don't believe this demon slayer! He's just using us and playing tricks on us! There's no medicine that can turn demons back into humans!"
"Lord Tamayo, run! Run!" Yushiro roared hoarsely.
"Noisy!"
Ryosuke suddenly swung his sword and cut off Yushiro's arm.
"You annoying brat! Who gives you the right to speak here?!"
"I've already been more than generous by not doing this in front of you, Wei Kun!"
As is well known, Wei Kun can be two characters or five characters.
Yushiro was in so much pain that he was drenched in cold sweat and gritted his teeth.
Ryosuke ignored him and continued speaking.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend, Ms. Tamayo, I believe you understand this principle as well."
"Let go of Yushiro first."
Tamayo relented and agreed with Ryosuke's words.
Ryosuke nodded and silently released his foot.
Yushiro's severed arm has regenerated.
He clutched his chest as he got up from the ground, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation as he looked at Ryosuke.