Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

Douma still stared at Kiritani Sento's eyes. He suddenly grabbed Kiritani Sento's hand and said loudly to all the believers:

"From today on, this is the Saint of the Eternal Paradise!"

As soon as Douma finished speaking, all the believers worshiped Kiritani Sento.

"Saint!"

After the announcement, Douma left alone. The deputy leader was promoted to leader. He respectfully took Kiritani Sento to the side hall to learn some things about the Saint.

The bishop pulled out a chair for Kiritani Sento to sit on, and he stood aside with a respectful look.

"Saint, although you are a newcomer, the Patriarch has taken a liking to you. Your current status is second only to the Patriarch. Just tell me if you have anything to say!"

Kiritani Sento nodded in response. Everything was so bizarre. He was originally an undercover agent, but now he has inexplicably become the second in command of the Eternal Paradise.

Fuck the saint lady, I'm a man, but when he thought of Douma's expression when he knew he was a man, Kiritani Sento began to look forward to it.

Since Kiritani Sento couldn't get away, Tomioka Giyuu spread the news.

Taromaru flew over the wall and landed in a cherry blossom forest. Kyojuro took down the note, which read: Rabbit has become a saint, he will find a way to make Douma take poison, three crows will be the signal.

Kyojuro had a question mark on his face, which made Fushigawa Shiya and Iguro Obanai very confused. The two hurriedly took the note and read it.

The next second, the two covered their stomachs and laughed.

"As expected of a rabbit, a disguise can make ghosts crazy, hahaha!"

"Ginko-chan!"

Kyojuro tied the reply letter he had written to Taromaru, and then the three of them needed to wait quietly for the secret signal.

In the next two days, as a saint, Kiritani Sento officially went to work. His task was very simple, which was to notify believers to come to Douma to confide their inner feelings.

In short, it was very simple, but the only advantage was that he could always stay by Douma's side, so that he had the opportunity to poison him.

The sun moved away from the sky, and a full moon hung in the sky.

The sound of cicadas passed through the treetops from the grass tip, like a breeze blowing across the water. Slowly, the cicadas' chirping turned into a winding song under the moonlight, leaving a long string of resentment.

Kiritani Sento also sat by the window with a resentful look on his face. He glanced at the gourd on his waist, which contained concentrated wisteria flower poison and a large amount of strong liquor to cover up the smell of wisteria flower poison.

Creak!

The wooden door suddenly made a sound, and Kiritani Sento turned his head and found nothing.

When he turned around, Douma suddenly appeared under the window. He leaned on the windowsill with one hand and bit a flower in his mouth.

Kiritani Sento was stunned. What kind of a shabby way to pick up girls is this?

In Douma's eyes, Kiritani Sento was completely shocked by his surprise. It seems that humans are not so useless.

What was the name of the last woman? He really liked her.

Kiritani Sento took two steps back and pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Master, why are you not sleeping so late..."

Douma sent the flowers to Kiritani Sento and whispered: "Ginko, the flowers are for you!"

"I like your eyes very much, so I want to keep looking at them!"

"You are simply a gift from God to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Douma didn't forget to blink.

I can't get you, Ginko. Douma was secretly delighted, as if he had mastered everything.

Such beautiful eyes should be eaten while Ginko is alive!

Thinking of this, Douma shook his head. He couldn't eat them, he couldn't eat them. He definitely couldn't eat people in front of her. He had to pay attention to his image.

However, Douma's series of operations seemed so pale and powerless in front of the old driver, Kiritani Sento.

It was just like a kindergarten kid showing off the multiplication table in front of high school students.

At some point, Douma had flashed in front of Kiritani Sento, who pretended to be very flustered and glanced to the side.

Douma had no human cognition at all. In his cognition, every believer worshipped him and they would never reject his love.

This was a flattering and joyful thing for them, although he didn't know why he was happy.

But this could guarantee him a stable source of food.

How great women are. The nutrients they have can even allow them to grow fetuses in their stomachs. Only by eating more women can you become stronger.

Unfortunately, you can't eat the woman in front of you. You have to experience human emotions from her!

"Church...Church Master, what do you want to do?!"

Douma pretended to be very affectionate, but his artificial look madeKiritani Sento wanted to vomit. If it were any ordinary brainless believer, he would have been knocked unconscious by Douma.

"Ginko, I've liked you since the first time I saw you!"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

Kiritani Sento retreated to the side of the quilt at the speed of light. He was really scared. Imagine a grown man like you being confessed to by an evil ghost and a man. Please ask how much shadow he has in his heart.

"Huh?" Douma seemed a little surprised. Did he make a mistake in his steps?

Kiritani Sento resisted the feeling of retching and took out the gourd from his waist and handed it to Douma.

Douma was a little confused. What was going on?

Kiritani Sento hurriedly explained: "Master, there is a custom in my hometown. When you meet your beloved, you have to let him drink the wine you brewed yourself!"

"If you can't drink the wine I brewed, I can't agree to your request!"

While speaking, Kiritani Sento also cried like a little girl.

Douma grabbed the wine gourd and pulled out the cork. The strong smell of wine was particularly pungent. Douma, who thought he had the other party under control, drank the poisoned wine in one breath.

He had no idea that Kiritani Sento was in the atmosphere.

Douma threw away the gourd and asked with a smile: "Is it okay now?"

Kiritani Sento covered his forehead and restored his original voice. The rough male voice made Douma's scalp numb.

"Hahaha!"

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm going to show my cards!"

Just when Douma was confused, Kiritani Sento tore his kimono to pieces, revealing the black team uniform inside.

Kiritani even made a face mischievously: "Douma!"

"I'm a man, are you surprised or not?"

"I'm not a woman!"

"Hahaha!"

"Who would play this kind of love game with you, are you stupid?"

"I'm here to chop you up!"

In terms of taunting, Kiritani can be said to have reached the level of perfection. After all, in the business of the Eternal Paradise Cult, Kiritani's soul has suffered at least 100 million critical hits.