"You have to run, no matter how scared you are! If you don't escape now, you'll really lose your life!"
Butterfly Sanae stood protectively in front of Kei Yamanaka. Seeing that he hadn't moved for quite some time, she felt anxious.
She shifted slightly backward to gain leverage and kicked him behind the calf.
Looking at the heel mark on his pants, Kei frowned slightly before letting out an involuntary chuckle.
The Demon Slayer world is compelling because it's filled with people like her—kind and unwaveringly resolute. That's what makes their stories so moving!
Just...
Won't you even glance back once?
I haven't stood up because a mere demon isn't worth my effort, okay?
"Men really are pathetic and despicable creatures. That's why~ I adore girls the most~"
Tongmo clasped his hands beside his cheek, gazing at Butterfly Sanae with open admiration and desire.
What a beautiful girl—she must be savored, bite by bite.
"...Kneel."
Leaning lazily on the recliner with one elbow propped under his chin, Kei cast a glance full of disdain toward Tongmo.
Butterfly Sanae had mistaken him as just an ordinary person needing protection. Her focus was entirely on guarding against any further attacks from Tongmo, which was why she misunderstood his hesitation as fear-induced paralysis.
Tongmo, you're staring right at me and still pretending not to see?
Thump… Thump…
Tongmo shuddered and collapsed onto the floor, his head lowered, not daring to lift it even slightly. For the first time, he truly felt the overwhelming grip of fear.
It wasn't the Blood Demon Art, nor was it the bloodline suppression from Muzan. It was extreme terror—an emotion akin to being beneath the indifferent gaze of a god surveying ants from on high.
Just a single look.
And he saw the threshold between life and death, with countless divine and demonic corpses stacked into a throne, and an endless hell awash in darkness and bloodshed!
Incomprehensible!
But… fear—this was true fear…
Tongmo's eyes sparkled with intense excitement. He, who had never experienced emotions since childhood, had actually felt fear!
How thrilling… how exhilarating it was to feel even more…
His primal survival instinct desperately held him back.
Yet deep inside, anticipation and desire surged, violently clashing against that instinct!
"You!"
Seeing Tongmo kneeling on the ground, Butterfly Sanae struck the ground with her palm, flipped backward multiple times, and leapt more than ten meters away. Suppressing her heart pounding with shock, she stared at Kei Yamanaka on the recliner.
That terrifying presence that made even souls shiver—surely it couldn't belong to a human!
And with just a single sentence, he made Upper Moon Two kneel motionless in place!
Could he be...
The fabled Demon King?
But he gives off no demonic aura, and why wouldn't Upper Moon Two recognize his own master, the Demon King?
"Crap... Sorry, sorry. The Primordial Realm's power boost is too intense—I'm still adjusting. Not directed at you."
Kei's eye twitched slightly as he hastily rose from the recliner.
He had only applied the slightest pressure—purely at the soul level.
Really just the tiniest bit!
Not even using any Genjutsu (illusionary techniques)!
But the amplification effect from the Primordial Realm was absurd. He was, in essence, the ruler of this world, its very core intertwined with his being. With just a fleeting thought, even the faintest ripple of his presence could overwhelm an ordinary person's mind.
That's why it was fortunate that Butterfly Sanae, the Flower Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps, maintained such unwavering composure.
Replace her with anyone else and they would've soiled themselves on the spot.
"…Are you human?"
Butterfly Sanae stared at him, her eyes brimming with fear and confusion.
"Uh, of course I am!"
Kei Yamanaka took a step forward, palms raised to show he meant no harm.
Though he had ascended to the level of a Dimensional Demon God and his body now fused with the world itself, he still retained all of his original human organs.
So how could he not be considered human?
"Stay back!"
Sanae instinctively backed away several meters, raising her Nichirin Blade defensively.
Her flustered, helpless expression made it look like she was being cornered by a dangerous criminal.
"Divine Lord~"
At the sound of a familiar voice calling out:
The World Portal to the Ninja World swung open, and Tsunade, Kushina, Hikaku Uchiha, Miroku the shrine maiden, and Jiraiya, supporting Hebihime, emerged one by one.
Looking at the current standoff between the two figures and the trembling form of Tongmo kneeling beside them, Jiraiya stroked his chin thoughtfully, his earlier curiosity morphing into something far more perverted.
"In romance novels," he mused, "an affectionate couple returning home are ambushed by bandits. The cowardly husband kneels and pleads for mercy while the villain sets his lecherous sights on the devoted wife…"
"Go screw yourself! If you want research material, ask Hebihime to transform for you."
Kei shot Jiraiya a glare without hesitation.
What the hell kind of cuckolding tale is that!
An affectionate couple returning home together?
Why don't you hit on Tongmo instead!
"It never fails—every time I meet Kei, there's always some unexpected excitement!"
Orochimaru clutched his stomach, his serpentine eyes gleaming with excitement as his gaze darted between the man kneeling on the ground and the unconscious golden-haired woman leaning against the wooden shed.
The pheromones radiating from them were unlike anything found in ordinary humans!
Truly fascinating research material!
"That guy's yours—he's got plenty of life force left. Just make sure he doesn't bite people. As for her, don't touch her. Her unnatural aura stems from demonic flesh. If you want to study demons, head through the portal labeled 'Claymore.' You'll probably find a few test subjects there."
Kei pointed casually at Tongmo, then gestured toward the World Portal leading to the Claymore World. He then scrawled "Demon-Slayer" on the Guimie World Portal entrance.
"Jiraiya."
Orochimaru turned to Jiraiya, nibbling lightly on her lip.
"Alright, right away! Wait for me!"
Jiraiya shivered with excitement, eyes gleaming as he rolled up his sleeves and bolted into the Claymore World.
Slap!
Tsunade slapped her forehead, briefly wondering if this world wasn't better off obliterated.
She considered herself quite tolerant!
But honestly, Hebihime's suggestive, provocative behavior had completely shattered her mental limits!
"Lord God~"
Shrine Maiden Miroku gazed at the bizarre, surreal world before her. Her already fanatically devoted eyes now burned with even deeper fervor.
"What in the world is going on here?"
Kei Yamanaka, noticing the much crazier-than-before shrine maiden Miroku, scratched the goosebumps rising on his arm and turned to ask Tsunade and Hikaku Uchiha.
Kushina had retired from active duty and had been spending a lot of time with him lately. There was no point asking Kushina about anything he didn't already know.
"The Land of Demons believes in shrine maidens, and shrine maidens believe in you. Shikaku said it's beneficial for quickly stabilizing ordinary citizens and returning them to normal order."
Tsunade shrugged and gave a casual explanation.
Noticing that Orochimaru had already taken great interest and was approaching the man lying prostrate on the ground, she turned away from Orochimaru and walked toward Dinisha, who was lying in front of the wooden shed.
Golden-haired and blue-eyed, fair-skinned and beautiful, with a graceful figure and—what's this?—a pair of thick legs.
Time to get a closer look at what's going on!
"Hmph~"
Hikaku crossed his arms over his chest and let out a soft snort, standing beside Kei Yamanaka.
He actually ditched her and took off with just Kushina?
Didn't he promise to bring her wherever he went?
Liar! Fat, stinking liar!
"God?! Lord God~! Please! Please! Please let me feel it again..."
Tongmo heard Shrine Maiden Miroku's address of Kei Yamanaka. Having truly felt his own insignificance, and having experienced how magnificent that existence truly was, he had absolutely no doubt.
Ignoring the wrist of Hebihime, buried deep in his chest, he looked up longingly at Kei Yamanaka, pleading with the divine being to let him feel true human emotions again!
"Bone age surpasses two hundred years, yet every organ remains youthful. Truly exceptional material."
Orochimaru withdrew his wrist. Observing the wounds healing rapidly on Tongmo's chest, his smile grew increasingly satisfied.
With hands forming hand seals, she cast a Genjutsu to knock the opponent down. Layers of skin peeled away from her wrist, revealing slender, pale fingers underneath.
"Gulp~"
Butterfly Sanae gulped audibly.
The conversations swirling around her and the events unfolding before her shattered her worldview!
Looking at Tongmo—who she considered an overwhelmingly powerful opponent—being played with effortlessly by that beautiful woman known as Princess Orochi,
Her breathing gradually became heavier!
A god!
Could it be that, without realizing it, she had just witnessed a true god today?
The power of divinity...
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