To inform his father of his current situation, he returned to his hometown.
Although he was eager to return and came back to the dojo before dark, he was still a step too late.
He once again received terrible news upon returning home.
Whenever the people I cherished most were in danger, I was never by their side…
Rushing into the house, he saw Master Keizou and Koyuki lying on the floor, covered with white cloths, their clothes still stained with blood.
Leaving in silence, he broke into the neighboring sword dojo bare-handed, single-handedly slaughtering all sixty-seven disciples inside, leaving the scene filled with dismembered limbs and internal organs, with even jaws, skulls, and eyeballs of the dead sticking to the ceiling and walls…
In the end, only one maid, who had been scared into insanity, remained in the dojo…
Covered in blood, he walked out of the sword dojo like a zombie, not knowing where to go, nor did he ponder the question at the time.
But Muzan, who arrived after hearing the news, decided his destination for him…
…
After becoming a demon, even though I had lost my memories, I still continued to pursue strength.
Even though there was nothing left that I wanted to protect…
Even though I didn't want to continue living in this world without family…
I still repeatedly engaged in centuries of meaningless slaughter…
How tragic… how comical… and how boring it all was…
With his past memories fully revived, the reasons for his desire for strength and his hatred of the weak were all known, and everything became meaningless.
But now… even if I die, I can no longer go to where the three of them are…
The figures of his father, Master Keizou, and Koyuki appeared in his mind; at this moment, Akaza's heart was filled only with sorrow and despair.
"Then let's go to the place you want to go together."
Just as Akaza thought this, a familiar voice sounded, and he looked up; first, his father's figure appeared, no longer as thin as before, standing there smiling and looking at him.
"Dad… are you alright? Are you still uncomfortable now?"
Looking at the figure before him, Akaza asked, and seeing his father standing like a normal person, his mood became excited and joyful, along with the guilt hidden deep in his heart.
"Dad is fine now, thank you, thank you, Komaji…"
The other party said with a smile.
Hearing his father's voice and seeing his figure once again, Akaza knelt on the ground, and his appearance changed at this moment; the characteristics of a demon disappeared, and at this moment, he transformed back into Komaji.
"I'm sorry, Dad… I'm sorry… In the end, I still couldn't become human again, I'm sorry…"
Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and Komaji said with his head lowered.
"So what?"
The voice by his ear changed, and he recognized it as Master Keizou's voice.
"No matter what you become, you are still your father's son and your master's disciple.
Even if we die, we will not abandon you."
Keizou reached out and placed his hand on Komaji's head, smiling as he spoke to him.
Master…
Hearing Keizou's words, Komaji remained silent, his heart filled only with emotion.
However, the next moment, a hand grabbed his hair.
Muzan's figure appeared in front of Akaza, and just as he was about to say something, his figure suddenly disappeared again, and Akaza's body immediately began to collapse…
"Thank you, Brother Komaji, you've done very well…"
Koyuki's figure appeared in front of Komaji, gently caressing his cheeks with both hands.
Looking up at the figure before him, the emotions accumulated in Komaji's heart completely erupted at this moment.
"I'm sorry! Koyuki!! I failed to protect you all! I failed to be there when you needed me most!
In the end… I couldn't keep a single promise!
It's all my fault! Please forgive me! Please… please forgive me!"
He hugged Koyuki, and he, who hadn't shed a single tear even after being hit with a hundred large sticks, now cried out in pain.
Koyuki also gently hugged Komaji, listening to his confession, and after he finished speaking, Koyuki softly said, "Thank you for remembering us in the end… Seeing Brother Komaji return to his original self, I am truly relieved…"
Then she reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of Komaji's eyes, though she herself was already in tears, but her expression was smiling.
"Welcome home, husband…"
…
Akaza's body completely dissipated, and Kyojuro and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.
Douma's body had also completely dissipated at this moment; everyone present exchanged glances and prepared to go support Musashi, but just as they were about to move, Kiriya's voice came through Yushiro's talisman.
"Kibutsuji Muzan… has been successfully slain by Musashi! We… have won!!!"
…
A few minutes ago, Musashi chased Muzan for several kilometers; at this time, Muzan had already lost his left arm and right leg, and the Bright Red Nichirin combined with Sun Breathing made his wounds almost impossible to heal.
To be safe, after cutting off Muzan's limbs, Musashi would completely incinerate them with Sun Breathing, which is why Muzan was able to escape so far.
His speed had slowed down significantly…
Gradually closing the distance with Muzan, Musashi noticed that Muzan's speed had slowed down considerably, and his hair had even turned somewhat white.
Now is the time…
"Sun Breathing • Dance of the Fire God."
Musashi's speed suddenly increased, instantly closing in behind Muzan, and then only flames could be seen spreading across Muzan's body.
The twelve forms of swordsmanship were strung together by Musashi in an instant to form a single technique, and sword marks continuously appeared on Muzan's body; in addition to those left by Musashi now, the scars left by Yoriichi in the past also appeared at this moment.
The exact same swordsmanship as back then…
The pain in his body once again awakened past memories; when the firelight subsided, Muzan's body had been torn into pieces, cut into countless segments, but even so, he still did not die.
Musashi stood in front of Muzan, holding a crimson Nichirin Sword; in Muzan's eyes, his figure had completely merged with Yoriichi.
But Musashi did not ask Muzan any questions, and Muzan this time no longer had the ability to self-destruct and escape.
His body had been cut into many segments, yet Muzan could still move, and what surprised Musashi even more was that he actually manipulated his severed body to assume a kneeling posture.
"Spare my life, Musashi. There shouldn't be any hatred between us; I've only seen you twice in total.
If my demons have troubled you, you are free to kill them; I can even help you.
Killing me will do you no good; those who have died will not be resurrected even if you kill me. If you let me go, I can grant eternal life to anyone you designate, true eternal life.
It can be achieved by finding the blue spider lily; I can give this opportunity entirely to you, and I can also give you the formula for eternal life.
If you let me go, I can help you with many things…"
Muzan spoke at an extremely fast pace; the ability to self-destruct and escape was unusable, the medicine in his body was still working, and there was a swordsman before him whose strength was comparable to Yoriichi's. The only way Muzan could think of to survive was this.