N-A-A Chapter 66 You had no choice, you had no other choice
Chapter 66 You had no choice, you had no other choice
Chapter 66 You Have No Choice, You Have No Other Choice (3/5)
"I think if Mr. Tanjuro were to pick up this Nichirin Blade, he could easily slay this demon, right?"
Su Mu glanced at Kamado Tanjuro, then lowered his head and gently stroked the blade of his Nichirin Blade.
Then he picked up the sword by the blade with his fingers and handed the hilt to Tanjuro Kamado.
"Mr. Tanjuro, look at this, isn't it a fine sword to sever my head?"
Looking at the hilt of the sword handed to him, and then at the demon before him, Kamado Tanjuro's thin body, which seemed to contain destructive power, began to tremble for no reason at this moment.
The fact that the other party dared to openly hand over the Nichirin Blade that had killed him clearly showed that they had come prepared and were not afraid of death at all.
Even if he kills the other person, how can he protect his home, his wife, and his children?
Seeing that the old man did not take the knife, Su Mu seemed somewhat bored and held the blade over the campfire to heat it. The flames scorched the blade and also the hand holding it.
You could clearly see the hand, red and charred from the flames, with blisters visible and a faint aroma of burning flesh wafting through the air.
Tanjuro Kamado's eyelid twitched for no reason.
Kanao, who was standing next to him, immediately stepped forward and, with her eyes almost red, pulled his hand back from the flames. The girl's eyes were red and wide open, which looked quite frightening.
He chuckled, patted Kanao's head, then sat down calmly and said, "All ghosts are predatory; there are no exceptions. But in this world, there will always be ghosts that don't want to prey on humans."
As he spoke, he turned his head and placed his hand in front of Kanao: "It's alright, Kanao. Look, it's just a burn. It'll be fine in a bit."
The hand that was just burned was completely healed in no time.
Kanao's eyes were red as she held the big hand tightly with her small hand and examined it closely. She even clumsily blew air into the big hand with her mouth, as if that could relieve the pain of her hand being burned.
"How could you bear to eat a child who loves you so much?"
"Kamado Tanjuro" looked at Kanao, who was constantly blowing air into Su Mu's hand, and lowered his eyes slightly.
"So, I want to be a ghost that doesn't 'devour people,' but—it's so hard, so very hard."
He looked up at Tanjuro Kamado: "I'm really hungry, so hungry, do you know that feeling? —"
Tanjuro Kamado turned his head and looked outside. His son, Tanjiro, was trudging towards them, his steps uneven.
They didn't care whether he was hungry or not, nor did they believe he would be so reluctant as to eat the child who loved him.
Su Mu didn't really want to share the feeling of being starving with Kamado Tanjuro. This kind of pain can only be endured by oneself. Others who have not experienced it cannot understand it at all. If they talk about it, it will only make them a laughing stock.
He simply poured himself another glass of wine and drank it, sighing softly, "Wine that humans can use to drown their sorrows has absolutely no effect on ghosts!"
As he drank, he handed the cup of sake that he hadn't drunk to Kamado Tanjuro back to him, his gaze fixed on the cave entrance and the child who had rushed over: "You're about to die, and you have people you can't bear to part with, right? You're helpless, aren't you? But there's nothing you can do, that's just how people are."
He sighed: "People will always get sick, grow old, and become weak. Even the strongest person becomes useless when they get sick."
"No matter how powerful one is, one is still just a mortal being."
Kamado Tanjuro's already dim eyes grew even dimmer. After hesitating for a moment, he finally accepted the cup of sake.
"Don't worry, I didn't poison you. You won't live much longer anyway, so why would I?"
Su Mu smiled.
"Kamado Tanjuro" hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his cup and took a sip. The fiery taste of the sake seemed to invigorate the old man's vitality.
"Speak, what exactly do you want?"
At this moment, Kamado Tanjuro did not look at Su Mu, but only at his son who was rushing towards the cave, as if he wanted to remember his son's voice and appearance so that he would never forget him again.
"I want to know about a flower, a flower that only blooms during the day, a flower called the 'Blue Spider Lily'."
Su Mu looked up, his eyes fixed on Kamado Tanjuro. He had asked Kanao to search for a long time, but they couldn't find this flower.
He has tasted many, many kinds of flowers.
Kanao, standing next to her, also stared at the other person with wide eyes at that moment.
Tanjuro Kamado frowned, thought for a while, and then shook his head: "I don't know anything about blue spider lilies."
The old man spoke without emotion, and his voice was very soft.
Su Mu leaned forward slightly, his scarlet eyes fixed on the other person, but no matter what, he couldn't tell whether the old man was lying or not.
"Really—you don't know?"
He squinted.
Tanjuro Kamado fell into deep thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know."
"Have you ever seen any particularly unusual flowers?"
Tanjuro Kamado looked up at the demon, not understanding why the demon cared so much about a flower, but with his family facing the demon's threat, he was truly—very, very afraid.
If he could, he really wanted to kill the ghost directly to prevent future troubles.
But he dared not. Killing this ghost was easy, but if this ghost was so unafraid of being killed by him, then was there really no trickery or preparation behind it?
We're all adults, not children; he's not that naive.
He dared not gamble, nor did he want to gamble. He only hoped to get rid of the ghost in front of him, and he just wanted this ghost not to threaten his home.
Even now, his gaze towards the ghost had become somewhat pleading.
"Think about it carefully."
Su Mu looked at the children rushing towards him from afar: "It's just a flower. How can it compare to my family, or the things I need to protect?"
Kamado Tanjuro closed his eyes in pain. He really didn't know anything about blue spider lilies, but the demon in front of him didn't seem to think so.
"A special flower."
At that moment, Kamado Tanjuro was thinking hard, and finally, he remembered the flower that his wife seemed to have picked before, a flower he had never seen.
"Every day at the turn of spring and summer, there is a flower that blooms for a very short time, which Kui Zhi once collected."
"Where were these collected?"
Su Mu suddenly stood up and stared intently at Kamado Tanjuro.
"Will you spare my family?"
At this moment, Kamado Tanjuro was also staring intently at the demon's scarlet eyes, which were so close to his own, as if trying to find the answer in the demon's eyes.
"I never intended to hurt your family."
Su Mu gave a very honest answer.
Tanjuro Kamado stared intently at the demon, but could not find any trace of lying in it. However, none of this made him believe it.
Who would believe in a ghost?
"I know you won't believe me, but you're dying, you have no other choice but to believe me."
He looked at Tanjuro Kamado: "Unless you kill me, but if you kill me, a new demon will come soon, and that demon will definitely break into your house at night and destroy what you are trying to protect—"
He spoke softly, but his scarlet eyes held a cruel glint in them.
This time, he didn't lie either. In the future, Muzan Kibutsuji will come here and kill everyone in the Kamado family. Only Tanjiro will be able to escape by chance, along with Nezuko, who will become a demon.
"call----"
Kamado Tanjuro's breathing became rapid at this moment, his fists clenched and then retracted. What could he do? What could he do when he was about to die? Finally, he sighed in despair: "I don't know the exact location of the flower, I only know that it was the day of ancestor worship. Aoi came back from the ancestral graveyard, and it seems to be next to the grave of Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who has been guarded by the Kamado family for generations."
Unconsciously, Su Mu turned his scarlet gaze toward Kanao.
Kanao's eyes were somewhat blank. She had picked all the flowers in that cemetery; it was impossible that she hadn't picked any for her uncle.
Su Mu naturally believed Kanao. The reason Kanao couldn't pick the fruit was simply because the timing was wrong.
"The transition from spring to summer —"
"A type of flower that only blooms at a specific time."
"No wonder, no wonder, we've been searching for so long. No wonder we couldn't find it even though we knew the location."
He couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.
No wonder Muzan couldn't find Kibuki-sen even after searching for thousands of years.
How could Muzan Kibutsuji possibly find a flower that only blooms during the day, or even only at specific times, and that may not even exist anywhere else?
He couldn't help but burst into laughter, and even reached out to pat "Kamado Tanjuro" on the shoulder, laughing heartily.
But as he was laughing, he stopped and silently looked at Kamado Tanjuro.
At this moment, the dying man was looking at him with a pleading expression, as if he were a demon who would really harm his family, begging for mercy.
In people's eyes, he was a demon.
And he really is a ghost.
Even if he never intended to harm Tanjuro Kamado's family, no one would believe him.
Who would believe in a ghost?
"hehe----"
He suddenly laughed again, looking at the pleading "Tanjuro Kamado": "I won't hurt your family."
Looking into those still pleading eyes, he lowered his gaze and said, "Whether you believe me or not, what difference does it make to you right now?"
You're going to die.
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"You can only believe in this ghost, me."
"A ghost you would never believe in."
"You have no choice, you have no other choice."
He spoke softly, as if to Kamado Tanjuro, or perhaps to himself.