Ghost Slayer: My Wife Kanao

With emotion in his heart, Sam Miller sheathed his sword and looked ahead.

As his Nichirin Blade severed the demon's head, the body began to dissipate into black smoke, little by little.

Dissipating along with the black smoke was an unpleasant stench.

He waited quietly for the black smoke to clear completely.

Faintly, a sense of sadness seemed to linger in the air.

Was it grief?

Was it resentment?

A lingering memory?

Or other feelings?

These were unknown.

But Sam knew that most demons in this world absorbed Muzan Kibutsuji's blood to become demons.

And most of those chosen by Muzan Kibutsuji were people frustrated with the world, tortured by illness, or abandoned by society.

They no longer found a place in the world.

At this time, Muzan appeared and gave them his blood, granting them power.

Turning them into fearsome 'demons.'

"Only by constantly consuming can you protect yourself."

Once human, they were gradually consumed by this concept, making the shackles of evil weigh heavier on their backs.

After becoming "demons," did they gain rebirth or were they pulled into an endless abyss? Only they knew.

To others, it was unknown.

But as their strength grew, their human side slowly disappeared.

As they grew stronger, more of their 'human' aspect was lost.

Before they became demons, they enjoyed the warmth of the sun.

And from that point on, they could no longer see the light, hiding in dark corners, growing alone.

Slowly, as they grew stronger, the feeling of emptiness intensified, yet they never sought to recall their human memories.

But they also longed more and more to find everything in the world.

Yet everything was lost.

After becoming a demon, there was no turning back.

He would not pity these demons, because he was a demon himself, but he believed that whether human or demon, one should remember oneself.

Don't forget where you stand.

"May you be reborn into a better life in the next."

He whispered softly, straightened his clothes, and returned to the ruined temple.

As he walked to the door, the quiet temple had been replaced by loud noises.

Almost everyone was awake, and the guard leader was scolding the two guards who had run back, calling them crazy. How could there be demons in this world?

A very strange thing about the world of Demon Slayer is that although there are demons, most people don't believe in their existence, and their awareness of demons is very weak.

And as he stepped into the ruined temple, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Especially the two guards who stared behind him in horror.

"Where is the demon? Where is that demon?"

Sam's golden eyes glanced at the two guards slightly and shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "Demon? Where is the demon?"

The two guards were taken aback.

Their gazes unconsciously fell on the sword at Sam's waist, and they seemed to be guessing vaguely.

"The demon was killed by you?" one guard asked, shocked.

Sam ignored the guard and instead looked at the guard commander, shrugging helplessly. "Your subordinates need a good rest. They're starting to talk nonsense."

The guard commander looked displeased and punched the guard. "You better wake up."

Facing their domineering commander, the two guards, cowed, did not dare speak again. But everything they had seen was so clear—it couldn't have been an illusion.

That demon was terrifying, yet the boy returned safely.

There was only one possibility.

The demon was killed by the boy in front of them.

What kind of person was he?

…

The farce ended quickly, and everyone began to rest as usual, though the guard leader still looked at Sam with vigilance.

Although the guard commander didn't believe in demons, he knew his subordinates well. These two guards had followed him everywhere and were very brave, yet when they followed the young man back, they were suddenly panicked and frightened.

Obviously, the young man in front of him was not simple.

However, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of causing trouble for them.

Instead, he seemed more interested in the boy named Giyu Tomioka in the team.

"It seems I can't deduct the other party's wages this time."

He thought silently, breathing a sigh of relief. As long as the other party didn't trouble him, they wouldn't want to provoke someone of unknown origin.

Therefore, when dealing with Sam, he was a little more careful.

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