After traveling through Demon Slayer, is it possible to survive?

Chapter 26 Limited Time Return

Busei Kagawa looked in astonishment at the man who was said by his lord to be able to resolve the thousand-year-old feud between humans and demons. His face did not show any emotion. Then he looked towards the place where the Demon King disappeared, his eyes full of confusion or unwillingness, and he spoke slowly.

"He... saved my life and my brother's life..."

The wind happened to blow at this time, blowing the leaves, and making a rustling sound as they fell to the ground. These sounds made Shimi seem to have returned to the original scene.

"At that time I didn't know he was a ghost. I thought he was an ordinary human who saved us even though we were strangers. He was very strange. He said it was painful to be a ghost, but he was a ghost...

"Sometimes he is very gentle, so gentle that I can regard him as a family member. Sometimes he is very cold, so cold that I think he has no heart..."

Ji Guoyuan, who was standing aside, was touched for a moment with a calm look in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, but he still listened carefully to what Shimi said.

"Until I found out he was a ghost, he disappeared, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth..."

"I wanted to know why he pulled me up when I fell into the abyss, and after I compared him to light, he turned around and pushed me into an even more empty abyss..."

"I even thought about becoming a ghost, becoming like him..."

This world is like this, full of contradictions. When people have good memories, they will also breed painful memories...

The sky will darken, people will change, who can truly understand his true nature...

.........

Infinite city.

I was lying in a huge bathtub with my long hair spread out. Many flower petals were floating on the water, rose, durian, azalea and other flower petals formed a blood-red bathtub.

"The two-year journey of atonement... was cut short in less than three days... I really don't know how this Tsugumi Yoriichi came back alive."

[“I brought his remains back and burned them into ashes and scattered them into the sea. It’s impossible for him to come back alive! If his remains weren’t too old, I would have wanted to make a specimen out of it!”](?w?)

[“After all, that God-given body is something that almost any medical student would want to explore. We must hollow out his body to study it.”](p≧w≦q)

I looked at my hands with confusion in my eyes. I was obviously a man, but I was as charming as a woman, with fair and tender skin. I even wondered if there was something wrong with me.

"Is there something wrong with Muzan Kibutsuji's body? He looks like a prostitute. I didn't deliberately want to become like this."

But this body has the best proportions and coordination, and is the body I am most satisfied with in the past few hundred years. The only flaw is that the limbs and waist are very thin. But at the beginning, this body clearly had the temperament of a teenager, but I don't know why, this body began to change slowly over time until it became what it is now.

"If she didn't have the strength and identity of a ghost king, with this kind of beauty, if she were caught, she would probably be gang-raped a thousand times..."

I closed my eyes and cleared my mind of these distracting thoughts. After all, they were not important. As long as he was a man, that was enough.

.........

In a blink of an eye, a winter snow began to fall. As usual, I lay in the rocking chair looking at the scenery outside the window. The snow kept falling, but I didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.

"It's time... now."

I stood up and walked slowly to my room, opened the closet, and saw all kinds of clothes hanging inside. My eyes were fixed on a suit.

That was the clothes that the real Muzan Kibutsuji often wore. I reached out and took it out, stroked the clothes, and talked to myself.

"Are we going to kill his family like in the original novel..."

At this moment, I was very conflicted. If I didn't follow the original storyline, I wouldn't be sure whether Tanjiro would start hunting ghosts. If not, I wouldn't be sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. I pondered for a moment and finally made up my mind.

I took the suit and came to a long mirror, looked at my reflection in the mirror, slowly touched my face, manipulated the cells in front of the mirror, and changed my appearance. After a while, a man with delicate features, pale skin, gloomy face and medium-length wavy hair stood in front of the mirror.

I looked at myself in the mirror and started to put on my suit. After putting it on, I straightened out the wrinkles on the clothes, reached out and took a black and white top hat from the coat rack beside me to hold down my hair.

After finishing, I looked at the mirror again. My originally gentle blood-red eyes turned into dark, cold, and emotionless blood-red pupils, exuding an overall aura of "keep away from strangers".

I reached out and touched the cold mirror, only to see the person in the mirror looking forward with disgust while his other hand touched his throat, changing his originally gentle voice back into a low and harsh tone.

"Now......"

"I'm you again."