Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 88 - The meeting between Yan Yue and Beiming Island ([-])

staircase.

The movement of the two of them at the same time seemed to freeze the air.

"…Varied."

Huang Yue's movement down the stairs froze. He looked at the mournful Yu Xingming downstairs, and his hand holding the escalator broke out in a cold sweat.

He opened his mouth slightly, his eyes trembling in astonishment.

In the blue-black eyes, there is a reflection of Beimingyu's sturdy appearance.

Although Beimingyu's body is much stronger than ten years ago, but——

Yan Yue felt an unstoppable chill rushing up his forehead, he was flustered, and subconsciously wanted to back away and run away.

——The face with white eyes and a long scar on the forehead, he recognized it at a glance!

Probably, ten years ago!

The monk who adopted himself in the dilapidated temple is him!
Huang Yue's breathing became short of breath, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably on his body, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all.

why? !

His mood gradually changed from surprise to horror.

Why is this guy in Ghost Slayer? !

Yan Yue took a deep breath, his scalp tingling.

——Shouldn't he be defined as a murderer and died in prison long ago? !

……

Below the stairs.

Beimingyu Xingming raised his head and observed Huang Yue.

The expression on his face seemed a little surprised.

this kid...

Memories flooded my mind instantly.

Ah... it's him.

Eight years ago——I was adopted by myself as a child of my family.

Extinguish the wisteria flower smoke in the temple, and bring the ghost into the child in the temple.

Let yourself see the child who is a child.

After opening the transparent world, Beimingyu's observation of everything became clearer.

He observed the accelerated heartbeat of Yan Yue.

The two were almost in a confrontation and were silent for a long time.

Just when Huang Yue was gritting his teeth, sweating all over his face, he was about to be unable to hold back, and wanted to forcefully pretend to ignore Beimingyu, and went downstairs directly.

Bei Mingyu clasped his hands together slightly, tears streaming down his face, blue veins protruding faintly at his temples:

"You..." His voice was thick and deep, so frightened that Huang Yue suddenly stopped in his tracks, not daring to move again.

Yan Yue stared at Beimingyu's movements.

--you?What?What do you want to ask?
His breathing became short of breath.

——Did you come to ask me for guilt? !

Thinking of this, he was flustered and anxious and couldn't stabilize his mind for a while, so he straightened up immediately, his eyes dodged and he shouted:

"I did nothing wrong..."

The voice of Sorrowful Islet sounded with him:
"Do you want to become a swordsman..."

heard.

Huang Yue, who was shouting with his mouth open, was stunned for a moment, the words he wanted to say were choked in his mouth, he opened his mouth forcefully but nothing came out.

He looked at Beiming Island in disbelief.

In a suffocating atmosphere.

Yan Yue slowly closed his mouth, frowned tightly, and almost squeezed out from his throat:
"…Um."

Hearing Huang Yue's reply, Bei Mingyu nodded as if he hadn't heard what he said earlier.

It's just that the hand holding the prayer beads turned white.

The red prayer beads in his hands are moving:

"That's it."

Then, he opened his legs and walked up the stairs step by step.

tread, tread.

The sound of heavy footsteps resounded beside Huang Yue's ears, he was sweating profusely, and took a step back in panic.

tread.

Finally, Bei Mingyu walked to the corner of the stairs, he stopped beside Huang Yue, and a huge shadow instantly enveloped Huang Yue.

grunt.

Huang Yue didn't dare to move, he was stiff in place, never thought that the thin monk ten years ago would become as strong as he is today.

He swallowed hard, and the sweat from the tension soaked the clothes on his back.

Sorrowful Islet moved the beads, but said nothing.

Finally, when Huang Yue's face paled in panic, he collapsed to the ground as if he was about to collapse.

He opened his mouth slowly.

"That."

Bei Mingyu took steps towards the second floor, and his prayer beads swayed with the movement of his body:

"Try Harder."

Done.

tread.

The sound of heavy footsteps crossed Huang Yue and gradually moved away.

Yan Yue held his breath.

After standing still for a while, I couldn't hear the footsteps of Beiming Island at all.

"Pfft... ho... ha... ha...!"

Huang Yue's legs went limp, and he suddenly fell to his knees in the stairwell. He supported the ground in front of him with both hands, like a drowning fish, breathing heavily for air.

Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground, and his dazed eyes were full of panic and the emotions of the survivors.

——If that guy just wanted to kill himself...

- Absolutely easy!

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked forward.

The reason for wanting to become stronger and practice hard—there has always been only one.

— to live.

In any situation, you can survive.

As long as you survive, you will be the one who wins in the end.

This is the idea that Huang Yue has upheld to this day.

Eight years ago, the introduction of ghosts into the temple was only for the sake of his own survival.

After a while.

pat, pat.

Huang Yue staggered up from the stairwell, stood up, and leaned on the handrail of the stairs.

His expression was full of resentment and hatred.

Gritting his teeth and talking to himself, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the second floor:
"Ah...you don't need to say..."

"I will work hard…"

"Become stronger than you..."

At that time - if you want to kill me again, it will be impossible!

Suddenly, Huang Yue's eyes became fierce.

Do not!
Until then...

He will strike first.

With that in mind, he staggered towards the courtyard.

……

……

The second floor.

Bei Mingyu walked in the corridor, feeling the breath of the people in the wards in the corridor.

He took all the changes in Huang Yue's body just now in his heart.

The bulging veins are still pulsing around the temples.

No matter what kind of person—the bad nature will be exposed at the time of life and death.

This is especially true for children.

They are pure, weak, lie casually, and act cruelly without caring.

Thinking about that scene eight years ago, even he who has been reciting Buddhist scriptures all year round will still feel unstoppable anger welling up in his heart.

The moment he saw Huang Yue just now, the anger welling up in his heart almost overwhelmed his rationality.

Think about this.

pat.

Beimingyu clasped his palms together and silently recited the Buddha's name.

At this time.

The other end of the corridor.

Holding the two children Tanjuro, he noticed the approaching Isle of Sorrows.

"Mr. Sorrow Island?"

……

……

at the same time.

The hidden logistics office that Beimingyu Xingming didn't know about.

At this time, it happened to be the time for Hidden to recruit new players.

And Yin's new team members are generally selected from swordsmen who dare not participate in the final selection, or those who rushed to hide from the beginning.

"What's your name?"

Yin, who was in charge of registering the names of the personnel, looked at the young girl in front of him, frowned slightly, and then sighed helplessly:
"Age? Why do you want to join Yin?"

The girl was wearing Yin's uniform she had just received, with a serious expression, holding her voice:
"Sha, Shadai, 12 years old!"

She was a little nervous, and the sweat on her forehead betrayed her inner panic:

"I, I want to find a tall and thin person named Beimingyu."

Saying that, Shadai suddenly closed his eyes, and shouted as if resigned to his fate:

"I want to apologize to him!"

　Yan Yue will die
　　
　
(End of this chapter)