People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

Having been by Haruto's side for a long time, Genya is very familiar with the breath of the stars and the various moves.

As soon as Tanjiro raised his hand, he understood what he was going to do.

Xuan Mi supported the ground with his hand, and flexibly flipped backwards, easily dodging the starlight that slashed in front of him.

Then he stretched his body and kicked Tanjiro out with a heavy roundhouse kick.

"That's it, you've been practicing for three months, and that's it."

Genya threw himself up and slammed his fist on the ground next to Tanjiro's head, roaring angrily, "If you don't work hard, you'll only waste your talent!".

Tanjiro bent his legs with difficulty and kicked on Genya's chest.

"You're really Genmi!" Tanjiro raised the knife in his hand, "I'm holding a real knife in my hand!!"

"You didn't even touch me!".

"It's really going to hurt you!".

"Hit me in the head!".

......

At the same time, at the Pearl Mansion in Asakusa, Tokyo, after Haruki drank a pot of oolong tea, he only felt his heart beating hard in the tranquility.

Zhu Shi and Yushiro sat across from him, and the expressions on their faces were also very solemn.

Yushiro was a little puzzled.

He knew what Lord Zhu Shi was developing, a drug that transcended the knowledge of humans and ghosts, full of uncertainties and dangers.

There are only two things that can happen to such an elixir, either a painful death or a new species between humans and ghosts.

But if the new species were born so well, Onimai Tsuji Mumu wouldn't have spent so long looking for the cyan flower.

...... Isn't it good to be alive?

Haruto was silent for a long time, then looked up and asked, "What do I need to pay attention to?".

"Listen to me, Qingren, we don't have to be in such a hurry......" Zhu Shi, who called him, lowered his eyes, and his eyes revealed some divine pity: "I spent 500 years hating the ghost dance Tsuji no misery, but I found that what I did in 500 years was not as much as in the past two or three years, do you know what this means? This is not a gradual speed, this is a sudden acceleration of history - there will be problems." "

"Ahh The young man's mind wandered somewhere, and it took a while to turn around: "So what do I need to pay attention to?"

For the first time, Yushiro didn't get angry at Haruto for ignoring Sushi's words.

This man is hopelessly insane.

"Tell me how I felt after the injection, how my body changed...... Anyway, tell me what happens in the future, okay?"

Haruto nodded.

Then he took the brand-new Nihon Knife from his waist and placed it on the table, and pulled out half of it, the blade glaring in the light.

His new knife was still so beautiful, and Hotaru Tezuka had an ingenious impression of a parrot with wings spread on the blade underneath the blade.

"If ......" Haruto pursed his lips, "If I become something else, please ...... it right away Beheading me, that's my only request. "

Yushiro looked at the blade in amazement, and the bright light of the knife almost pierced his eyes.

Haruto's mouth was a little dry, but he didn't drink any more water.

It's just nervousness – and fear.

He didn't need anything but need to be sedated.

Zhu Shi washed his hands and took out the syringe from the cabinet.

The syringe was filled with black-red potion.

Haruto took the butterfly pin out of his pocket and wrapped it in his palm.

"What's that?".

"Anchors, perhaps. Haruto replied.

Perhaps, it will involve Haruki to return to the origin of time.

Next, Zhu Shi was the only one who spoke.

"Put your hands on the cushions. "

"Would you like something to eat?".

"There's a lot of ingredients in this potion, and maybe it shouldn't have been produced at all. "

"It's normal for the injection to be a little painful. I...... That's what a former patient told me, and the drug stinged his blood vessels. "

"And then, what happened to him?".

Haruto finally spoke, his lower eyelids shaking, suggesting that the potion was also making waves in his veins.

"It's like a tube of chili oil...... It's hot and it hurts. "

"Within an hour of the injection, he stopped breathing. "

“...... Oh. "

"He has cancer, he has no cure, and he lives a miserable life every day. Zhu Shi slowly pushed the syringe, looking at Qingren's white arm, the black and red potion spider webs spread out in his veins.

"I gave his family a sum of money because of this money his son went to school and his wife could suffer less. For the money, he was very cooperative with my research. Being sick is painful every day, and even morphine is useless. Even on the day of the injection, he happily ate it. 'I'm finally going to die,' he said. "

"Miss Zhu Shi. "

"Huh?".

"You're going to cut off my head. "

“......"

"Don't turn me into a ghost, I'm greedy, how miserable it would be if I could only eat human flesh. "

“...... I will, I promise. "

Hum-

A long, shrill sound sounded in his ears, and Haruto's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He spoke quickly: "The ears are ringing, and the eardrums are swollen as if they are about to burst ......."

"My eyes suddenly became green, and I couldn't see ......things clearly."

Pain flooded out of every bone, every cell in the body, and it seemed that they were proliferating, dividing ......

Harukoto sat there, different from the crisp and neat death of the past, the potion brought him boundless pain and slow death.

Zhu Shi's voice sounded in his ears, vague, and Qingren couldn't hear it clearly.

Haruto asked her what she was talking about, and Yushiro roared loudly in his ear.

"Restorative experiments, good!".

"Hyperplasia Type 3!".

"Unconscious!".

Haruto struggled to keep these arguments in his head, and he needed to tell them to Zhu Shi after he died.

It was as if something had rolled down his face and brushed his cheeks.

Yushiro's voice stopped, he seemed to be stunned, and after a moment he said loudly, "In the thirty-eighth minute, the eyeball fell off!".

Was it the eyeball that just fell?

Oh, I thought it was the dandruff on my face, and how ugly it must have been if my eyeballs had dropped.

He also liked his eyes, foggy blue, like a rainy sky.

Haruto thought so, and suddenly he couldn't hear any sound.

It was as if something was running down and blocking his ears and eyes.

Zhu Shi stopped the record in his hand, looked at the puddle of non-humanoid proliferations on the ground, and closed his eyes.

"Lord Zhushi......" Yushiro's eyes were a little red.

Zhu Shi took several deep breaths before opening his eyes, stood up and pulled out the knife on the table.

......

Haruto suddenly woke up from the darkness, the palm of his left hand burning terribly.