Human greed is more terrifying than a demon's instinct.
This scene before her was undoubtedly the best evidence. Kocho Kanae sighed softly, but she wasn't swayed by Kamihara Tetsuya's words. "The two cannot be compared."
The ugliness of humanity is indeed unforgivable, but a Demon eating humans is also unforgivable!
Kamihara Tetsuya inwardly thought it was tricky. Damn it, Kocho Kanae looked only a dozen years old, but her mind was quite mature, even harder to fool than Akaza.
However, his goal was to buy time.
"Seeing all this, what are your thoughts?"
Kamihara Tetsuya said in a deep voice, "I haven't eaten people, and I didn't kill these people to eat them!"
Kocho Kanae stared into Kamihara Tetsuya's eyes and made a rough judgment in her heart: he wasn't lying.
"What happened?"
Kamihara Tetsuya was heavily poisoned. John Deere finally broke free from the Sharingan · Genjutsu. His gaze swept around, and a thick smell of blood filled his nostrils.
A strong sense of fear kept emerging. As a gunman with rich combat experience, John Deere knew that the more dangerous it was, the calmer he needed to remain.
The Demon Boy who had almost killed him earlier was kneeling on the ground. A girl held a long blade. Through a brief observation, John Deere immediately understood the situation.
"Respected Demon Slayer Miss, nice to meet you. I am John Deere, president of the Black Dragon Society." John Deere spoke in somewhat choppy island nation language.
Kocho Kanae's gaze shifted to the warehouse. "Was that your doing?"
Following Kocho Kanae's gaze, John Deere's heart sank at the sight of their human trafficking and drug business. It just had to be seen by this Demon Slayer.
Damn it, slaying demons is your job, why meddle so much!
"Demon Slayer Miss, don't misunderstand, these are our guests. They wanted to experience Western customs and culture." John Deere explained, forcing himself.
"Hehehe!"
Kamihara Tetsuya lowered his head and let out a sneer.
This extremely mocking laugh instantly ignited John Deere's anger, and he roared, "Damn demon, it's all your fault! We are a legitimate business association!"
Amidst his angry shouts, John Deere also noticed the current situation: Kocho Kanae was clutching her abdomen, with blood faintly seeping out, and Kamihara Tetsuya was unable to move.
A hint of joy flashed in the depths of John Deere's eyes. So it was a mutual defeat. This timing was perfect.
"Demon Slayer Miss, this damned Demon will be dealt with by me. Please rest assured, I will make him wish he were dead!" John Deere said, carefully retreating to pick up the rifle on the ground.
The smile on Kocho Kanae's face vanished, and a cold glint flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Taking advantage of others, despicable, greedy—this is what she saw in John Deere.
From the outcome, those people were indeed killed by Kamihara Tetsuya, but killing a group of evildoers meant Kamihara Tetsuya was punishing evil and promoting good.
The purpose of killing is very important.
Other Demons follow their instincts to eat people; they cannot be generalized.
Compared to that boy, the John Deere before her was more in line with the Demons Kocho Kanae had encountered before.
"What are you going to do?"
Kamihara Tetsuya curled his lips into a cold smile and asked Kocho Kanae, calculating in his mind that in forty seconds, he would be able to completely clear the toxins from his body.
This was the longest forty seconds of his life!
Kocho Kanae remained silent.
John Deere crouched down. The moment he touched the rifle, his heart surged with wild joy. As long as he got the gun, whether it was a Demon or a Demon Slayer, they would all die!
"I'll kill him!"
Kocho Kanae dashed out, instantly covering the short distance, and swung her nichirin blade. The sharp blade sliced off John Deere's head, sending it flying high.
The world turned upside down. John Deere's eyeballs moved, filled with terror. So fast, he hadn't even reacted.
Clang!
John Deere's head fell to the ground, uttering an almost inaudible sound, "You two..."
Before he could finish, he died.
In the last second before his death, this underworld boss couldn't imagine that he hadn't died at the hands of a Demon, but was instead killed by a Demon Slayer.
Kocho Kanae propped herself up with her nichirin blade stuck in the ground. A bright smile bloomed on her beautiful face, like a hundred flowers in full, vibrant color. She said with a troubled look, "Oh dear, it seems I've become a 'Demon' too."
Kamihara Tetsuya's face froze, his pupils reflecting that beautiful and moving smile. For a moment, he was stunned.
"It would be nice if we could be friends…"
Kocho Kanae's voice grew weaker and weaker. She closed her eyes and finally fell to the ground, unconscious.
At this moment, Kamihara Tetsuya finally cleared the toxins from his body. His strength returned, and he slowly stood up.
"What a troublesome woman."
Kamihara Tetsuya walked forward, his gaze complex, his killing intent significantly diminished. He sighed, thinking, to actually want to be friends with a demon, what an outlandish idea.
With one hand under Kocho Kanae's calves and the other under her neck, Kamihara Tetsuya lifted her soft, boneless, and light body. He lightly leaped, clearing the high courtyard wall.
Due to the intense gunfire, the town residents had long been awakened, but no one could go in to check.
Whether it was a gang shootout or an accident involving the Black Dragon Society, it was not something ordinary people could get involved in.
Large groups of residents gathered around the perimeter to watch the excitement.
Kamihara Tetsuya dared not expose himself. He hid and ran, constantly sprinting through the streets, taking the unconscious Kocho Kanae back to his home.
He quickly closed the door, placed Kocho Kanae on the bed, and took out a medical kit.
As he left, Kamihara Tetsuya casually wiped John Deere's head, collecting his soul.
These mafia members often get injured in gunfights and generally don't go to hospitals for treatment. They handle it themselves, possessing a certain level of medical knowledge.
Soul Manipulation · Manipulator!
Kamihara Tetsuya decisively seized John Deere's knowledge and skills, gaining experience in treating gunshot wounds.
Using scissors, he cut open Kocho Kanae's clothes, revealing her fair skin, though it was now stained with blood. A bloody small hole appeared on the lower right side of her abdomen, but not much blood was flowing out.
"Is it a Breathing Technique?"
Kamihara Tetsuya thought to himself, for an ordinary person, she would have died from excessive blood loss long ago. The Demon Slayers' unique Breathing Technique uses inhaled air to control blood flow within the body.
By simply reducing blood flow to the shot area, it can achieve a hemostatic effect.
Pillar-level Swordsmen had already reached the state of Constant Concentration, ingraining this behavior into their bones. Even when sleeping or unconscious, they would subconsciously maintain a state of full concentration.
"Hiss!"
The alcohol disinfecting her skin caused Kocho Kanae to regain consciousness with a sharp intake of breath, due to the intense pain.
"I'm going to remove the bullet now. There's no anesthetic, so if you don't want to die, you'll have to endure it." Kamihara Tetsuya said calmly, disinfecting his hands and picking up sterile instruments.
"Thank you!"
Kocho Kanae was drenched in sweat, a sweet smile appearing on her pale face.