"Do you want to live?"

"Even if you are no longer human, you will eventually die if you continue like this."

"However, life without being human will be very difficult and painful."

...

Tamayo saw Yushiro's desire to live, so she said this.

'It would be great if I could spend the rest of my life with this woman. '

This thought came to Yushiro's mind, so he agreed without hesitation.

Tamayo changed his handkerchief for him and said, "Then please wait one more day, I will come again tomorrow night."

It is not so easy to turn a person into a demon.

In essence, except for Muzan, no demon can increase its kind and turn a person into a demon.

It's not that they don't want to, nor that Muzan doesn't agree, but that they can't do it.

The reason why Kokushibo can turn Ikuko into a demon is that he injected Muzan's blood into Ikuko's body.

Otherwise, Ikuko should have thought about whether she could convince Yoriichi to become a demon as well.

In this case, the trash boss will have no fun.

...

On the way back, Yuko said with emotion: "If I had met Tamayo first, I would have agreed without hesitation."

The reason why she rejected Kokushibo was not because she was afraid of becoming a ghost, but because she was afraid that Muzan would know her thoughts and memories.

Tamayo was a little surprised: "I thought Yuko would be the type who hated evil."

Yuko shrugged: "But there is no need to be hard on your own life, right? I was only in my twenties at the time, just a few years older than Yushiro. Isn't this a premature death?"

Tamayo was silent for a moment and said: "That child... is already thirty-five years old."

"Thirty-five years old, that's really old..." Yuko paused with emotion, and her voice became louder in shock, "Thirty-five years old?!"

"What do you mean the boy's current age?!"

Tamayo smiled helplessly.

As a doctor, it is normal to know how old your patients are.

Yuko was numb.

Now you tell her that the little boy... is actually thirty-five years old?

Who can tell this!

Tamayo smiled and continued the previous topic: "It takes some experiments to turn a person into a ghost. It would be useless even if you met me at that time."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

...

In the evening of the next day.

Yuko packed her bag and prepared to leave, and Tamayo also went out with her medicine box.

Tamayo said: "Then let's say goodbye here."

Yuko looked at the stars that lit up in the night sky, took a deep breath and said: "Thank you for your care over the years."

The two of them were equals, but in fact Tamayo was hundreds of years older than her.

Over the years, Tamayo basically took care of her like a sister.

Tamayo was stunned, and a beautiful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's me. If it weren't for Yuko, I would probably still be confused now."

As the separation was approaching, Yuko was also a little disappointed.

"I don't know how long it will take for us to meet again this time."

With their identities, they were destined not to live in the same place for a long time.

Separation means loss of contact.

Tamayo smiled and comforted: "As long as we are still fighting for the common ideal of defeating Muzan, we will meet again one day."

She understood Yuko's reluctance, because she was the same.

At this point, Tamayo's expression became solemn: "I wish you... good luck in martial arts."

Yuko smiled: "Then I'll borrow your good wishes."

Let's meet again in the Taisho era.

Yuko pressed down her bamboo hat and turned away.

Tamayo watched her thin figure go away and slowly retracted her gaze.

Mr. Yunichi, thanks to your sister, I woke up from confusion and saw hope.

Even when she agreed to help future generations defeat Muzan, Tamayo was still confused about it.

In her opinion, Yunichi was like a messenger sent by God to kill Muzan. Even Yunichi failed, so it was even more impossible for future generations.

The encounter with Yuko made her regain her confidence.

Yuko may not be as strong as Mr. Yunyi, but her strong heart gave Tamayo courage and trust.

They will eventually destroy Muzan, Tamayo now has no doubt about it.

...

Perhaps something happened yesterday, even homeless people can't be seen on the streets of the slums, and the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps has disappeared, most likely leaving.

Yuko came to the door of the family and knocked gently.

"Who is it?"

A vicissitudes of male voice came from the house.

The one who opened the door was the grumpy man I met yesterday.

But the man now has white hair and his face looks more than a few years older.

White hair overnight.

"It's you..." The man was stunned for a moment and hesitated.He made way for her, "Come in."

"Excuse me." Yuko nodded slightly and walked into the house.

The house was not big, and the kitchen and sleeping area were all squeezed together.

The woman was boiling water and cooking food. With her keen sense of smell, Yuko smelled the light smell of wild vegetables.

Noticing Yuko, the woman paused in cooking.

She picked up the food and put it on the table.

"Would the guests like to eat together?"

Yuko looked at her much older face and shook her head.

It can be seen that the relationship between the couple has improved a lot, and Kyoko's efforts have not been in vain, but the pain of losing a daughter is not so easy to heal.

The man was silent for a moment: "You want to inquire about the Paradise Cult, right?"

This is not a stupid person.

Yuko said bluntly: "Well, I want to know where the headquarters of that place is?"

"Or, where is Douma?"

...

The man suddenly knelt down and knocked his head to the ground.

The woman also knelt down with him.

"You..."

"Kyoko died because of me, her father. I know that very well." The man's voice was filled with tears.

"But I thought... I thought she would have no worries about food and clothing in that place, so I sent her there..."

The man's hands were clawing at the ground, and his fingers were scratching blood.

"Please... behead the evil spirit who killed Kyoko!"

"I can give you everything I have!"

The woman just knelt on the side without saying a word, but her attitude said it all.

Yuko's expression fluctuated slightly. After a moment of silence, she exhaled a long breath and said lightly: "I'm sorry..."

"I may not be able to respond to your request for the time being."

The man's body trembling with sadness froze.

"But I promise you that one day, I will personally cut off his head and send him to hell."

"... Thank you." The man's body curled up slightly.

Demon Slayer is a hot-blooded manga, but at the same time, it is also an unqualified hot-blooded manga.

The story ends with a plot killing, so Yuko has to beware of any possible changes.

Douma...can't die yet.

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