Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 119 Confused

Lin Guang rarely felt so quiet.

Even with the arrival of daybreak, it was still a little too quiet.

Akaza looked up at the boy sitting in the corner.

This was a temporary place to stay, found while traveling through the mountains and forests. In fact, he saw a house along the way, but there was a woman staying in the house, so Akaza simply avoided it.

Lin Guang had no complaints about this place. He had always been like this. He never seemed to have any high expectations for anything, so he was rarely disappointed. Most of the time he was surprised and happy.

Because of this, the current silence and depression are particularly obvious.

The boy just sat there blankly, with his head down, not saying a word, just holding the wooden sculpture tightly and refusing to let go.

"You could crush that piece of wood, but it wouldn't change anything."

Akaza had a long experience of getting along with Rinkou, but most of the time the boy didn't need him to worry about him, let alone act as a lecturer or give guidance, so when he faced a boy like this for the first time, he actually had no idea what to do.

What should he say? What should he do? He didn't know. Akaza had never faced a situation like this before, but he could roughly deduce the cause and effect. It was simply that Rinko was remembering the death of the Lower Moon. But Akaza couldn't understand why Rinko was acting so strangely because of the death of a Lower Moon.

Countless ghosts die every day. The Lower Moon has been replaced one after another in the past few hundred years, and even Nightmare just died in front of him. Why should that ghost be treated better?

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"Mute?"

This couldn't be considered comfort. Perhaps Akaza didn't really want to comfort him, he just hoped that he could stop this meaningless silence and return to his normal self.

This is not difficult to understand. Rinko had been in a state similar to a mute for a long time, and in the end, Muzan took even longer to turn him into a puppy that was no longer mute.

Everyone prefers speakers rather than dumb ones.

"No."

"Then why haven't you spoken?"

The confusion on Akaza's face didn't seem fake. He sat cross-legged on the ground in a casual posture, one hand supporting his chin, the other hand resting on his knee, his fingers tapping on his bones in sequence.

"Um......"

This was something difficult to explain. Lin Guang had no intention of hiding it, but he didn't know how to express it. He tried hard to think of his limited vocabulary, trying to brew reasonable words, hoping to express the subtle emotions in his heart through concrete words.

"I do not know."

But in the end he still didn't know how to express it.

It was hard to explain as Rinko had never experienced anything like this before, and he himself didn't really understand it.

He learned about Rui's death during the gathering of the Lower Moons. At that time, he was more confused and surprised. The mixed emotions were abruptly interrupted when the spike pierced his neck. Later, he thought about it briefly, but he was just relieved when he thought about it. With two pillars and so many Demon Slayer Corps members, it was inevitable that Rui would be killed. After all, he was a Lower Moon, after all, he was Five. That numb calmness allowed him to successfully put aside the memory.

But the moment he saw the wood carving, what he remembered was not the meeting, but the hand that reached out to him again and again under the moonlight, and the clear face among the unfolding spider silk. He actually still remembered those days, every night, the angle of the moonlight, the area of shadow on the face, the gentle voice, the feeling of stagnation when the spider silk pulled his body from behind, the helplessness of falling into the spider web, and the joy of swinging on the swing.

The wood carving was carved by him personally, and in order to make it a more suitable gift, the hand stretched towards the sky was wrapped with spider silk belonging to Lei, which was a unique proof of Lei.

After a demon dies, all products of blood demon arts will disappear without leaving any trace. Rin knew this, but his empty wooden hands seemed to have completely broken the dull string.

I'm so tired. When I die, I no longer exist. I will never see him again. Even the traces he left behind will disappear. The mountain will gradually be covered by traces of other ghosts or people. As the last trace disappears, his shadow will no longer appear in other people's memories.

"It's just a lower-rank demon."

What Akaza said makes a lot of sense. If it was an upper-rank demon, he would not have died so easily that night. If it was Akaza, Gyokutsu, or even Daki and Gyuutarou, they would not have died so easily that night.

At worst, we can wait until he arrives. As long as he arrives, at least we can take the other party away safely.

But Lei couldn't wait for him, and Lingguang would never wait for Lei again.

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Akaza didn't know what Rinkou was thinking during the brief silence. To be honest, he didn't care much. Rinkou was finally willing to throw the broken wood into the pot. This was good news, at least Akaza thought so.

"I'm angry about legitimate things."

This is what Rinkou said at sunset before nightfall. Akaza gave him a look because of this, but he didn't say anything, but he meant to continue.

"Ghost hunters kill ghosts, but I get mad at them."

"Isn't this normal? What does it have to do with rationality? And this isn't rational, Rinko. Your brain is already broken from being friends with humans."

Akaza reached out and tapped Rinkou's head. The boy's head shook where his finger was tapped, and there was confusion in his eyes, but he did not avoid it.

"what?"

"You're a ghost, and we're all ghosts, but food is clamoring for your head to be chopped off. Shouldn't we be angry?"

Akaza didn't know what was going on in Rinko's head. It had been like this since the very beginning, and he still didn't understand it until now, because the boy looked at him, and his eyes changed from confusion to more complicated emotions that he could hardly understand. In the end, Rinko lowered his head and was quiet for a long time before he softly hummed.

Maybe he listened, maybe not, but as long as Lin Guang behaved normally, it didn't matter whether he listened or not.

In the end, they are going to be chased by ghost hunters, and they are going to kill those people.

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Lin Guang clearly knew that he was taking his anger out on others.

Because of the wood carving that Tanjiro took out, if that wood carving could fall into Tanjiro's hands, it would only mean one thing, that Tanjiro was also on that mountain that night.

But this cannot be blamed on Tanjiro. Killing demons is the duty of a demon hunter, just like eating humans is the instinct of demons. No one is wrong. The only difference is which side you stand on and from whose perspective you look at the matter.

If anyone must be wrong, it should be him.

If he wanted to be friends with humans, he should have thought about the consequences. He did think about it, that he might be killed, but he was not afraid of death, so it didn't matter.

So he never considered whether it could have happened otherwise, like, his friend killing his friend.

Now something unexpected has happened.

And Lin Guang hasn't figured out how to deal with this matter properly.