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But the three guards obviously didn't take Tanjiro's words to heart, and instead began to pull him and Hijou Feiye away from the man.
"Please don't do this. Besides us, no one else can control him! Hijou Feiye, please convince them!" Tanjiro looked urgently at Hijou Feiye.
Hijou Feiye responded, "Tanjiro, just wait a moment. Someone will come to help us soon!" There was a hint of hope in her eyes.
Tanjiro struggled to restrain the out-of-control man, feeling puzzled by Hijou Feiye's words.
In the crowd, a graceful and beautiful woman and a young man are calmly watching everything.
The woman murmurs to herself, "Should we take action? But judging by that man's attire, he seems to be from the Demon Slayer Corps. If we intervene, won't our identities be exposed?"
One of the guards suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! What's wrong with this guy's face? Has he lost his mind?" He saw that the suppressed man's eyes were filled with blood, the veins on his face were exposed, and his teeth were terrifying.
Another guard ordered, "Pull these two young men away from him!"
The third security guard nodded in response, "Understood."
The security guards began trying to separate Tanjiro and Hijou Feiye from the out-of-control man.
Tanjiro nervously said, "Please, I beg of you, this person hasn't killed anyone yet. Please don't stop us, I beg of you!!"
The scene fell into chaos as the six people were pulling and tugging there.
Hijou Feiye shouted anxiously, "Police officers, listen up! Once this man is released, he will kill someone! We are telling the truth!" But in her heart, she thought, "Tamayo, aren't you supposed to come and help? Why haven't you appeared yet?"
Just then, a female voice suddenly sounded, "Confused blood, visual hallucinatory fragrance."
Tanjiro's nose began to smell a certain scent, and he thought to himself, "What is this fragrance?"
The guards then began to shout, "Wow! What are these patterns? I can't see around me!"
Tanjiro and Hijou Feiye immediately looked up and found many strange patterns appearing around them.
Tanjiro asked nervously, "What kind of attack is this? Oh no..."
Hijou Feiye said calmly, "Don't be nervous, Tanjiro. This is the helper I mentioned."
Suddenly, a beautiful woman walked out. She had long black hair, parted in the middle and styled into a low bun, secured with an exquisite flower hairpin. Her gaze was extremely gentle, like being shrouded in light purple mist. Her lips were rosy, forming a strong contrast with her pale face. She was wearing a deep purple kimono adorned with light purple wavy branches and red flowers, with a beige wide belt tied around her waist.
The woman said lightly, "Even if someone becomes a ghost, they will still use the word 'person' to refer to themselves, and others will still try to save them."
Tanjiro asked in confusion, "Why are you helping us? Your scent is...?"
Female response: "Yes, I am also a demon, but at the same time, I am also a doctor. I want to eliminate the man named Kibutsuji Muzan."
Hijou Feiye immediately stepped forward and warmly shook the hand of the woman: "Tamayo, I've been looking forward to meeting you! I've admired your medical skills for a long time! Sister, you are really beautiful. It's true, as they say!"
The woman responded with a smile, "Thank you for your compliment, but have we met before?"
Hijou Feiye passionately said, "No, we haven't met before, but I really want to ask you about medical skills."
Suddenly, a young man quickly walked up to the woman and tried to push Hijou Feiye away, saying, "Hey, what are you doing, woman? Don't touch Tamayo-sama!"
Hijou Feiye responded displeased, "Even Tamayo didn't object, why are you causing trouble, Yushirou?"
The young man stared at Hijou Feiye but didn't say anything more.
Tanjiro watched all of this and thought, "Having such help is really great." He smiled and said to Tamayo, "Thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, we might have been in even bigger trouble."
The woman smiled and responded, "You're welcome. We have a common goal, which is to eliminate Kibutsuji Muzan."
Tanjiro nodded in agreement.
Hijou Feiye excitedly said, "Great, we finally have a powerful alliance!"
Tanjiro smiled as he looked at Hijou Feiye, then turned to the woman and asked, "So, what should we do now?"
Tamayo pondered for a moment, then said, "First, let's deal with this man who has been demonized, and then we can go to my place."
Tanjiro and Hijou Feiye both nodded in agreement.
Elsewhere, Mr.Tsukihiko —formerly known as Kibutsuji Muzan—stood elegantly at the doorway, bidding farewell to his wife, Reyi, and their five-year-old daughter.
Tsukihiko Wearing a black suit, with slightly long hair neatly combed back, red eyes revealing an unfathomable depth. He also wore a straw woven fedora on his head, exuding an air of superiority.
"Is dad not coming back with us?" the little girl asked eagerly.
"I'm sorry, darling. Daddy still has an important work meeting, and I'm also very concerned about the little commotion that just happened," Mr.Tsukihiko replied with a smile.
"Honey... are you sure you're okay?" his wife, Li, asked with concern.
"Don't worry, I just plan to ask the police about the situation," Mr.Tsukihiko said calmly.
After seeing off his wife and daughter as they got into a luxury sedan, Mr.Tsukihiko walked alone on the wide street. Soon, he turned and walked into a dark alley.
Perhaps it is due to a certain nostalgia for human life, or an unbearable loneliness, that he chose to incarnate as a human and live in this bustling and colorful metropolis.
Just as Mr.Tsukihiko was immersed in his own thoughts, he encountered two obviously drunk hoodlums and a young woman.
One relatively small thug noticed the elegant suit on Mr.Tsukihiko and deliberately walked over, rudely bumping into his shoulder.
"Ouch, watch where you're going when you walk," the thug sneered, looking provocatively.
Mr.Tsukihiko had a calm face, and his eyes swept coldly around. After saying "sorry," he quickly walked forward.
He doesn't like to commit violence in this urban environment, especially when there are more important things waiting for him to do. However, if someone dares to provoke him, that's another matter.
Just a few steps away, a flashy and untidy thug stood in his way.
Looking at Mr.Tsukihiko as if ignoring him, feeling dissatisfied, quickly catching up with Mr.Tsukihiko, rudely putting a hand on his shoulder, and aggressively saying, "Hey, stop!"
Mr.Tsukihiko, without turning his head, responded in a cold but polite tone, "I'm sorry, I really have urgent matters to attend to."
This thug was clearly unhappy with Mr.Tsukihiko's arrogant attitude. He deliberately taunted, "Oh, you're quite tastefully dressed, it's really annoying. And your pale face looks like you're already dead."
The last sentence clearly touched Mr.Tsukihiko's bottom line. He slowly turned around, his eyes flashing with anger and murderous intent, and the veins on his face suddenly became visible.
Immediately after, he suddenly threw a punch, hitting the young hoodlum's face hard and smashing him against the nearby wall. The young hoodlum's head suffered a severe impact, and blood began to flow from his nostrils.
At that moment, another burly hoodlum quickly approached. He glanced at the young hoodlum lying on the ground and then angrily roared at Mr.Tsukihiko, "Hey, what did you do to my brother?"
A young woman quickly walked up to the thug and could tell at a glance that he had no signs of life. She exclaimed in panic, "Hey, look! He's already dead, Xiao Ba really has no breath left."
The woman looked up and saw Mr.Tsukihiko and the tall thug already facing off, leaving her dumbfounded. She watched as Mr.Tsukihiko effortlessly kicked the tall thug into the air.
Suddenly blood splattered everywhere, as if it were raining blood. The big thug's body fell heavily to the ground, with his limbs twisted out of shape.
Mr.Tsukihiko then appeared in front of the panicked woman and coldly asked, "Do I look haggard?"
The girl was so scared that she couldn't answer. Mr.Tsukihiko continued to mock and said, "Is my face very pale? Do I look very weak? Do I look like I'm about to die? Do I look like I'm already at death's door?"
The girl still couldn't answer. A cold smile appeared at the corner of Mr.Tsukihiko's mouth as he muttered to himself, "No, no, you're all wrong. I am a creature infinitely close to perfection."
After saying this, he slowly placed a finger on the woman's forehead, then gradually passed through the skin, through the skull.
"What do you think would happen if you received a large amount of blood from me?" Mr.Tsukihiko asked calmly.
Then his fingers acted like syringes, transferring a large amount of blood into the woman's body.
"The answer is, the human body cannot withstand the speed of transformation, and the cells throughout the body will gradually be destroyed."
"Ah, ahhhhhh."
The woman suddenly felt a sharp pain, her skin began to dissolve, her hair fell out, her eyeballs bulged, and every piece of her flesh began to disintegrate. In the end, she turned into a shapeless mass of blood and dissolved into a puddle of blood, leaving only her clothes to prove her existence.
Shortly after, Mr.Tsukihiko snapped his fingers, and two people immediately appeared by his side.
A young girl and a young boy knelt on the ground, respectfully asking, "What are your orders?"
Mr.Tsukihiko stood in the moonlight, a cold smile on his face, with a sinister glint in his eyes.
He gave a command to the young girl and boy kneeling before him: "Go and bring me the head of the Demon hunter with the floral ear ornament. Do you understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed that he had thought of something else and quickly added, "Oh, and there's also a woman in purple clothes, a Demon hunter. Remember not to kill her, just capture her alive."
The two looked at each other, clearly confused. The girl asked in puzzlement, "Capture her alive? What does that mean?" In their experience, Kibutsuji Muzan usually demanded the direct killing of the target or taking their head, never before had there been such a request for "capturing alive."
Mr.Tsukihiko glanced at them, his eyes revealing unquestionable authority, and said sternly, "Hurry up and go!" His tone was devoid of any fluctuation, yet it conveyed a sense of oppression.
"Oh, yes!" The two immediately responded, without any hesitation.
They shuddered and vanished in the moonlight, leaving only a ripple in the air and the inscrutable gaze of Mr.Tsukihiko.
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