Seeing Mei transform back from Daki, free from control, the fire of jealousy in Naruko's heart burned even more intensely!
Why?!
It should have been me who became the God's shrine maiden!
Women's jealousy is unreasonable.
Naruko understood why Muzan didn't choose her, but she couldn't accept Daki's sudden rise to such a high position!
Even Muzan had to show her respect.
This, along with Muzan, made Naruko resent him.
Because she felt like she was no longer under Muzan's control.
Moreover, Muzan hadn't noticed this!
‘Is the God taking pity on me, giving me this opportunity?’
Not daring to look up at the God, Naruko's heart was filled with gratitude at this moment!
She believed this was the God's blessing, a sign that the God favored her!
Isn't it just a sacrifice?
If Muzan can do it, why can't I?
With her head lowered, no one could see the rising ambition in her eyes, not even Muzan!
‘God, I will not disappoint your expectations, I will offer you a shrine maiden more worthy than Daki!’
What entered Naruko's body wasn't just a sliver of starlight, but also the sacrifice rules from the group chat files!
In other words, apart from not joining the chat group, Naruko and Muzan were essentially on the same starting line!
Once Naruko completed her first sacrifice, she would no longer fear Muzan, completely breaking free from the Twelve Kizuki.
At that time..............
The real show would begin!
The complacent Muzan had no idea that his loyal subordinate's heart had quietly changed.
He looked at Mei, a hint of flattery in his eyes: "Shrine Maiden..............."
However, before Muzan could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the standing Mei.
The girl's face was full of arrogance, her little face tilted up as she mimicked the posture of those human superiors she remembered, imperiously ordering Muzan: "Call me Mei-sama! I like that name! Mei, that's my original name!"
"Understood, Mei-sama."
Although he was somewhat angry, Muzan knew he couldn't move against the God's shrine maiden.
The shrine maiden represented the face of the God, disrespecting her was like slapping the God in the face.
A surefire way to get yourself killed!
Someone as death-averse as Muzan wouldn't do such a foolish thing.
You could say, even if Mei were to squat on Muzan's head and poop, he'd still obediently hand her toilet paper!
Adjusting his attitude, Muzan continued: "Mei-sama, are you going to leave this world with the Lord?"
"Of course."
Mei tilted her head, her hands on her hips, like a proud swan.
She said triumphantly: "I'm going to see the God now! Muzan, while I'm gone, I hope you can take care of my brother, understand?"
"That's my duty, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Mei-sama's brother."
"Then that's it."
Without giving Muzan a chance to speak, Mei turned to Gyutaro, who was so excited he didn't know how to speak: "Brother, do you want to become human again, or continue to be a demon?"
"Human! I want to be human!"
Gyutaro made his choice without hesitation.
Actually, from the bottom of his heart, he preferred being a demon.
Because demons were stronger than humans.
But the problem was, his sister had become the shrine maiden who served the God, how could he still exist in this world as a demon?
It would be a desecration of the great God!
From the moment Mei gave him the choice, Gyutaro knew he didn't really have a choice.
But it didn't matter.
His sister had become the most noble person in the world, even if he lost his power, so what?
‘Mei no longer needs my protection..............’
Gyutaro was happy, truly happy for Mei.
He didn't know, Mei's current mood was complex.
The God decreed that after Gyutaro died, he would go to the underworld and receive his due punishment.
Even she herself, after returning to the Demon Slayer world, would have to go to the underworld and suppress the underworld for ten thousand years before she could regain her freedom.
If she could, Mei would rather her brother remain a demon.
That way, at least he could live longer...............
‘This is the God's will.’
‘The God's will is above all!’
Telling herself this in her heart, Mei took one last look at Gyutaro, who was grinning foolishly and waving to her with all his might, then turned away without looking back, following the sliver of Lu Ming's power, leaving the Demon Slayer world.
After she left, Muzan closed the live stream and took Gyutaro away from Infinity Castle.
He settled Gyutaro with an estate, making him a wealthy man in a bustling city, living out his remaining years in peace.
Naruko, taking this opportunity, met with Upper Rank Two, Douma.
The Wan Shi Ji Le sect headquarters.
Douma, who was waiting for believers to come and deliver food, kept up a fake smile, greeting Naruko who came out of the cabinet with enthusiasm: "Long time no see, Naruko, I missed you!"
Before Naruko could respond, Douma continued: "I guess you came to see me for something? Could it be that Muzan-sama found the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters and decided to attack?"
"No."
Naruko shook her head, thought for a moment, then suddenly cut her finger, squeezing out a drop of blood and sending it to Douma.
"Douma, I came this time to ask you, do you want to break free from Muzan's control?"
"Just like me, no longer needing to work for him, being able to live freely in this world...............Douma, are you willing?"
As her words fell.
The room fell silent.
Douma still maintained his smile.
He propped his chin with one hand, his heart unmoved.
Neither expectant nor afraid.
This was the difference between Douma and other demons, the reason why Naruko went to him first.
This guy...............
Doesn't have any emotions at all!
Naturally, he wouldn't be very loyal to Muzan either!
"So, it seems you've found a way to break free from control, Naruko."
Demons are unable to say Muzan's name.
Since Naruko could say it, it meant she had indeed broken free from control.
Douma thought about it, feeling that living freely would be better than being controlled.
So, he agreed.
"Okay! I agree! But Naruko, you wouldn't be helping me for nothing, would you? What do you want me to do?"
"Very simple................."
Naruko's lips curved into a smile as she took out a portrait she had drawn herself and handed it over.
"Help me find these girls, bring them to me."
Douma took it, perhaps because of some kind of strange connection, that made him instantly drawn to the girl at the top.
He softly recited her name.
——Kocho Shinobu.
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