Inside the house, by the window, Yushiro, who had been staring blankly at the outdoor scenery, heard the explosion and scrambled to the living room.
"Tamayo-sama, this is bad!"
"There's been an explosion, let's get out and hide!"
Although Tamayo had already agreed to work like a dog for Lan Mingang this lifetime, Yushiro reconsidered, thinking, 'Isn't there still a next life?'
If it doesn't work out this life, then there's always the next; anyway, as a demon, he could live until the end of time.
Through reincarnation, there would surely be a lifetime where Tamayo-sama would be with him.
Lan Mingang couldn't wait, but he could!
In the living room, seeing that Yushiro wasn't anxious about her situation, Tamayo breathed a sigh of relief.
How could Tamayo not understand the little fellow Yushiro's admiration for her?
It was just that the two of them would never end up together.
On the rooftop, Lan Mingang looked at the thick smoke and flames in the distance.
He connected it to the current timeline.
"Could it be Pylos?"
"The explosion occurred in the very center of Tokyo Imperial Capital, about two kilometers from here."
"If it's Pylos, Tamayo and the others are perfectly safe indoors; they won't be affected."
With that thought, Lan Mingang jumped from the rooftop and entered the house.
"You all hide in here; you won't be affected. Give me a blood collection device!"
"Here!" Yushiro took a blood collection device from his pocket and handed it to Lan Mingang.
Seeing Lan Mingang about to leave, Tamayo quickly asked:
"Where are you going?"
"To collect blood!"
With that, Lan Mingang instantly left the house and rushed towards the center of Tokyo Imperial Capital.
Five minutes ago.
In Tokyo Imperial Capital, a group of ten people in Demon Slayer Corps uniforms with unusual hair colors formed a circle on the street, discussing how to find the traces of Twelve Kizuki, Lower Rank Two, Pylos.
Kyojuro Rengoku, who was leading them, divided the ten people into five teams to ensure that someone could protect the civilians if he found himself in a difficult situation and unable to assist.
Kyojuro Rengoku, bold and cheerful, shouted a loud slogan:
"The peace of the Imperial Capital will be protected by us!"
Beside him, Mitsuri Kanroji, who was teaming up with others for the first time, felt a bit infatuated seeing Kyojuro Rengoku's passionate demeanor.
The two searched along the street for Pylos's traces.
At this moment, a small child ran forward, talking and laughing with his mother behind him.
Without paying attention, he bumped into Mitsuri's back.
Because Mitsuri's muscle strength was eight times that of an ordinary person, the child directly fell and started crying from the impact.
Mitsuri quickly crouched down to comfort the child, but a shrew not far away, seeing her child crying, quickly came forward and snatched him from Mitsuri's hands.
Without distinguishing right from wrong, she sternly scolded:
"What kind of strange hair color do you have? And you're carrying a sword!"
"I think you're a human trafficker, aren't you?"
"We must call the police!"
Faced with the sudden scolding and misunderstanding, Mitsuri trembled nervously.
"Huh?"
She quickly stammered:
"No... no... I am..."
However, the shrew didn't care if Mitsuri was a human trafficker or not, refusing to give her a chance to explain, insisting on calling the police.
But fortunately, Kyojuro Rengoku, full of vigor and righteous spirit, stepped forward, picked up the child, comforted him, and explained the situation to the shrew.
The calmed child sat on Kyojuro Rengoku's shoulder, looking at their strange hair colors, and 'innocently' said:
"What strange hair colors! It must be because your ancestors ate too much Ebiten, right?"
After a dark joke, Kyoujurou and Mitsuri continued to search for Pylos's traces.
Boom!
An explosion sounded, and one of the rooms in a three-story terraced building immediately burst into flames, with thick smoke rising everywhere.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, explosions echoed from all directions across the entire Imperial Capital, and the screams of people filled the air.
"I'm going to save people!"
After seeing the large explosion, Mitsuri immediately turned and rushed towards the nearest explosion site.
However, Mitsuri didn't know that a bullet was currently flying towards her running direction.
"Stop!"
Kyoujurou, sensing danger, grabbed Mitsuri's haori, forcing Mitsuri to stop.
At the same time, a bullet whizzed past Mitsuri's face and embedded itself in the wall.
If Mitsuri hadn't been stopped by Kyoujurou, she might have been shot in the head by now.
Mitsuri stood frozen in place, a wave of fear washing over her.
Kyojuro Rengoku turned to look in the direction the bullet had come from.
On the rooftop across the street, a dark figure held a long gun, ejected a shell, reloaded, and mumbled something.
Kyojuro Rengoku vanished from his spot and reappeared in front of Pylos, holding his nichirin blade.
Flame Breathing, First Form: Unknowing Fire!
With one strike, he repelled Pylos, then Kyoujurou stepped onto the edge of the rooftop.
Pylos took out white gloves and put them on, looking up at Kyojuro Rengoku.
Kyojuro Rengoku also saw 'Lower Rank Two' in Pylos's eyes, and a vein pulsed at his temple, his fighting spirit intense, vowing to kill Pylos and rid the people of this menace.
Pylos, mistaking Kyojuro Rengoku for Shinjuro Rengoku, chuckled.
"What are you pretending for?"
"Don't you remember how you insulted me back then?"
"I've been developing in secret for over a decade, all for today! I swear I won't be a demon if I don't get my revenge!"
In response, Kyojuro Rengoku only said:
"Who are you?"
"Huh?" Pylos was stunned...
He trembled uncontrollably.
Was he just trash in his eyes, not even worth remembering?
"Ah!!!!"
With a furious roar, Pylos fired five shots into his own mouth with his pistol, using it to vent and relax.
Across from him, Kyojuro Rengoku looked bewildered.
Is this demon brain-damaged?
After calming down, Pylos decided to use blood to make Kyojuro Rengoku remember what he had done to him!
Because of you, so many people in the Imperial Capital have died!
After a fierce battle between the man and the demon, Kyojuro Rengoku's nichirin blade slashed towards Pylos's neck, preparing to end the fight with one move.
But it was held fast by the wolf shadow on Pylos's neck, unable to be pulled out.
"Well, well!"
"Why are you so impatient?" Pylos chuckled sinisterly, as dozens of sticks of dynamite fell to the ground.
Boom!
A massive explosion occurred on the rooftop, directly destroying half of the building.
Mitsuri, who was organizing the rescue, heard the explosion from behind and quickly rushed forward, trying to rescue Kyojuro Rengoku from the ruins.
Pylos, with only half a body remaining, stood up, his upper body instantly recovering.
He appeared beside Mitsuri, reaching out to grab Mitsuri's ponytail.
"You're Rengoku's subordinate, aren't you? You have the same tasteless hair color as him."
"Let go... of your claws!" A figure suddenly appeared beside Pylos, no one knew when.
Lan Mingang held Yu Luo, infused with Armament Haki, and severed Pylos's arms with one slash.
"Scram!"
A side kick landed on Pylos's kidney.
Pylos was sent flying over a hundred meters, heavily embedded in a wall.
"How can such beautiful hair be tainted by such filth?"
Lan Mingang ruffled Mitsuri's head and asked:
"Are you alright? My name is Lan Mingang, what's yours?"