What is the experience of simulating a fairy?

Soon, the three people were guided by the staff to board the small passenger plane.

"Wow--"

After entering the cabin, Tanjiro exclaimed louder again:

"It turned out to be a passenger.

"It's not just us!"

The cabin environment is elegant and looks a bit like a high-end Western restaurant. About 50 seats are full of passengers.

Some of these passengers were in neat suits, some were in long skirts, and they were holding expensive cowhide bags. In short, they looked like

Very classy.

But it makes sense.

During the Taisho era, aircraft were often used for cargo transportation, and civil aviation aircraft were still very rare around the world.

Therefore, individuals who can travel by air now have a high social status.

And it's not that high. After Shen Lue sat down, he looked around:

"It seems that the Demon Slayer Squad is pretty rich.

"With just one air ticket, I can probably buy a house."

The flight attendants are currently busy.

This should be considered the prototype of a civil aviation company.

However, because it is still relatively early, all rules, regulations and precautions are not perfect.

Such as the red wine glasses and delicious food on the table.

It is purely a stupid behavior of a wealthy person. Once the plane becomes bumpy, it will accidentally spill on you.

A male flight attendant wearing a black uniform came over:

"Dear passengers.

"Here are your pastries."

Tanjiro took the plate of fragrant pastries and distributed them to everyone:

"Jingze, Huicong, and Liumi.

"We should arrive very late, so we must fill our stomachs~"

Shen took a small bite.

Relatively soft.

But the taste is not good, there is an indescribable musty smell.

"It doesn't seem very fresh."

He looked at Tanjiro and Huicong, who frowned and nodded, completely agreeing with his evaluation.

Tanjiro pinched his nose and swallowed a big mouthful in front of him.

Ouch~

Ouch~

At this moment, Ryumi's exaggerated chewing sound came.

Um?

Shen slightly turned his head, only to realize that she was devouring it happily, with cream all over the corners of her mouth, as if she had encountered some perfect delicacy in the world.

"Forehead"

Sensing everyone's surprised gazes, Liu Mi wiped his mouth in embarrassment:

"sorry.

"Did I eat too much? But these pastries are really delicious.

"I-I'm full."

Shen Lue simply put the plate in front of her:

"It doesn't matter.

"We're not used to the taste. Since you're willing to eat it, I'll leave it all to you."

Liu Mi's eyes suddenly lit up:

"Really, Arigado!"

Swordsman Jingze is indeed a very considerate person~

Looking at Liu Mi who continued to devour the food, Shen Lue shrugged helplessly:

Ghost Eater's Taste

It's really different from ordinary people.

Huicong touched his shiny bald head and suddenly said:

"Eh?

"Donor Liumi's favorite food is ghosts. Isn't this pastry made from ghosts?"

Shen Lue immediately felt nauseated:

"vomit--"

If you can fix it in the world, I almost vomited.

Seeing Shen Lue and Tanjiro's faces turn green, he quickly waved his hand:

"The young monk said casually.

"Don't take it seriously~"

About an hour later, the plane finally took off amid turbulence. The airport and buildings beneath our feet gradually faded away, and a thin white mist gradually appeared outside the window.

Tanjiro and Hui Cong were lying next to the window curiously.

Huicong kept sighing:

"This is the first time that the young monk saw the appearance of the clouds.

"but."

He raised his head vigorously and looked up:

"Sure enough, there is no Paradise in the sky, nor is there the Great Thunder Sound Temple."

Why--

Huicong's eyes and forehead dimmed a bit. Although a monk was just a professional, he still expected to see some magical sights.

Unfortunately not.

Kamado Tanjiro blinked:

"It's amazing, I just feel a little hot.

"gentlemen!"

He was afraid and patted the steward next to him on the shoulder.

"ah?"

The flight attendant was suddenly startled, and after reacting he quickly smiled: "Dear passengers, what are your instructions?"

Tanjiro pointed to the window:

"Can the window be opened?"

The flight attendant was stunned for a moment and shook his head quickly:

"This is not possible. The air at high altitudes is thin. If it is opened, everyone will die of lack of oxygen."

Hypoxia?

Huicong suddenly frowned:

“Does breaking the window cause oxygen deprivation?

"Then what if some ghost pries open the airplane window, then we swordsmen who rely on breathing techniques to fight will have to fight.

"Isn't it all over?"

The four of them fell into a brief silence.

After a long time, Shen Lue glared at him fiercely:

"Quickly stop talking. No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

Huicong had no choice but to cover his mouth:

"All right.

"No more talk, little monk."

As the plane sailed forward, the novelty of Tanjiro and others gradually disappeared. In addition, the sun was very warm after the morning, and they soon began to snore.

But Shen Lue did not sleep.

"What Hui Cong said just now is not unreasonable."

Planes are indeed the most dangerous means of transportation for swordsmen.

The consequences of accidental hypoxia can be disastrous.

But the ghost shouldn’t dare to follow you, right?

The sunshine here is stronger than on the ground. Even the Twelve Ghost Moons wouldn't have the guts to follow, not to mention it's a sunny day now.

Shen Lue looked at his sleeping partners:

"never mind.

"I'd better not sleep to avoid any accidents."

For the next few hours, the plane lurched forward.

Everything seems normal.

The other "upper class" passengers were chatting and laughing all the time.

They chatted all over the world about various emerging industries in the early 20th century, and some of the obscure words were difficult to understand.

From time to time, someone aimed at Shen Lue and the others.

Seems curious about their identities.

——Although the reputation of the Demon Slayer Corps has spread, overall it is a bit like a niche hobby like ***.

In an era when information was not always available, many people did not know it.

Shen Lue didn't care.

"It looks like there won't be any surprises."

The sunset outside the window began to set, and the plane was probably not far away from its first landing for refueling.

He closed his eyes.

As his vision temporarily entered a state of rest, Shen Lue's other perceptions began to become sharper.

KUANG~

Just when Shen Lue was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a slight sound in his ears.

He quickly opened his eyes.

Um?

The companions were still sleeping, and the other passengers were chatting and laughing as usual.

"strangeness.

"Is it an illusion?"

If everyone on the plane is trapped in an illusion, no one will notice even if an accident occurs.

Maybe you will wake up when the plane crashes!

not good.

Shen Lue quickly squatted on the ground, spread his arms on both sides of his body and closed his eyes:

"The breath of the beast, the shape of Qi, space perception!"

〖Skill Effect〗 By capturing the subtle flow of air, you can feel the real environment you are in, ignoring all illusion-like vampire techniques.

He learned this by accident while watching the Beast Pillar - Inosuke Kubihira fight.

Soon, a black and white structural diagram was sketched in my mind.

The plane is still flying forward.

But the angle is wrong.

Shen Lue opened his eyes:

"The plane is heading towards the ground, doing a dive!"