"I am Zenitsu's senior disciple, Kaigaku!"
"Please don't kill me!"
He really stopped!
Kaigaku cautiously glanced at the nichirin blade right before his eyes, swallowed hard, and gasped for air. The fear of death made his breathing rapid, followed by intense jealousy.
Why does that good-for-nothing have such good luck!
He had heard before that this good-for-nothing was just lucky enough to be on a mission with a Pillar and participated in the task of slaying an Upper Rank.
Not only did he gain the appreciation of the Demon Slayer Corps, but even that damned old man was praising him.
And what did he say?
That Zenitsu was about to surpass him, and he should keep working hard?!
How could a good-for-nothing who only learned Thunder Breathing First Form possibly surpass him!
Kaigaku's jealousy and unwillingness were almost overflowing. He gritted his teeth, even this Snow Pillar would stop for that good-for-nothing's sake!
Yoizumi coldly watched Kaigaku. The malice in this man's eyes was already fully exposed. He spoke of Zenitsu, but Yoizumi immediately recognized the disdain in his tone.
"Since you are Zenitsu's senior disciple, I can listen to your last words and deliver them to him."
"Don't think I'll let you go. From the moment you started eating people, you had no way out."
Zenitsu might be a bit unreliable sometimes, but Yoizumi didn't dislike him.
Wh-… what!
He was going to die either way!
This person never intended to let him go!
Kaigaku's teeth were chattering, the biting cold making him shiver. His fingers dug hard into the dirt.
This person was serious!
He would really kill him!
There was no 'him' in his eyes… Kaigaku's body, which had just healed from being cut in half, immediately prostrated himself at Yoizumi's feet, his head pressed into the mud, just like he used to do to survive; he would do anything!
It's not shameful to yield to the strong, as long as he could live!
"Please spare me, Snow Pillar!"
"I became like this out of necessity. Everyone has the right to live, don't they?"
"I just want to live, I haven't done anything wrong!"
"That was Upper Rank One, an enemy so powerful that even ten… hundreds or thousands of me couldn't defeat him. I just wanted to survive!"
Upper Rank One?
So it was him who appeared here. The violent demonic aura he first sensed originated from him.
From this alone, Yoizumi was already certain that the opponent was very strong!
Unimaginably strong.
He encountered Upper Rank One and actively requested to be turned into a demon to survive.
With his head bowed in the dirt, Kaigaku was utterly subservient.
Yoizumi knew that when facing death, fear was inevitable.
But once he became a demon and devoured his comrades, there was no turning back.
"Last chance, your last words." Yoizumi's emotionless voice finally made Kaigaku understand that he was determined to kill him.
"Why?!"
"As a fellow demon! Shouldn't you understand me the most?!" Kaigaku suddenly looked up, questioning angrily.
"You must know the desire to eat people after becoming a demon!"
"I don't believe you haven't eaten anyone!"
"Stop lecturing me from your high horse!"
Hearing this, Yoizumi's indifferent expression didn't change at all. He calmly replied to Kaigaku, "I haven't eaten anyone."
"Impossible!" Kaigaku clutched the ground tightly with both hands, his whole body conveying his disbelief. That kind of urge was impossible to resist!
He's just a hypocrite!
His blue eyes glared fixedly at Yoizumi, as if he had done something heinous.
"I am merely stating facts, whether you believe it or not is up to you." Yoizumi was unwilling to waste any more words. Kaigaku was no longer listening to anything, so he might as well send him on his way.
How could I die!
How could I possibly die!
Kaigaku's clenched fists bulged with veins, and a faint thunderclap suddenly appeared in the winding, undulating meridians. A sword identical to the nichirin blade he had abandoned during his escape inexplicably appeared in his hand.
Thunder Breathing Second Form: Rice Spirit!
The moment Kaigaku activated his breathing technique, he unleashed five consecutive streaks of pitch-black lightning towards Yoizumi.
Yoizumi reacted in time, leaping out of Kaigaku's attack range, leaving only a scorched patch of earth behind.
He could have died painlessly, but he insisted on this… Holding his sword in one hand, Yoizumi once again used Blood Demon Art: Air Raid, cutting off Kaigaku's sword. However, this time, his sword regenerated.
"That move is useless against me now!" Kaigaku shouted triumphantly. The sword forged from his flesh and blood could recover even if damaged!
Thunder Breathing Fourth Form: Distant Thunder!
Kaigaku charged at Yoizumi with extreme speed, his body enveloped in black lightning. As he got closer, he swung his blade, delivering high-speed slashes towards Yoizumi.
I'll chop you into mincemeat!
His blue eyes were filled with excitement; he was so strong now!
A barely audible sigh came from the air. In an instant, the ground beneath Kaigaku's feet and even his surroundings were covered in blinding white. With Yoizumi at the center of it all, Kaigaku's attacks had no effect whatsoever, not even managing to harm Yoizumi's robes.
Snow Breathing Third Form: Thousand Feathered Crane Snow
In Kaigaku's vision, thousands of snow-colored feathers suddenly appeared. The moment he touched them, a chilling sensation stimulated his nerves. His mind went blank, and surrounded by the feathers, the next second, a tearing pain swept through his entire body.
Like a broken rag doll, he collapsed to the ground, his body devoid of any good flesh, still unable to recover.
He was defeated in just one move?!
Regeneration was so slow. Could this breathing technique even suppress a demon's regenerative abilities?
Kaigaku desperately wanted to beg for mercy again, but Yoizumi had no intention of giving him another chance. There's no third time; he didn't cherish the previous two, so he should die.
Yoizumi cleanly decapitated Kaigaku, casually flicked the demon blood from his frost-white nichirin blade, and returned the sword to its sheath.
"Hoo…" Kaigaku, unable to accept his impending death, cursed wildly.
"******!"
"*****!"
Yoizumi remained unmoved, merely watching him, carving another wound into Kaigaku's broken psychological defenses.
"You will go to hell, from the moment you started eating people."
"You'd best pray you haven't done any other bad things."
"That way… it might be easier for you."
Staring until Kaigaku's last trace turned to ash, Yoizumi personally buried the fallen Demon Slayers.
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