Demon Slayer: The Journey of Becoming Yoichi's Sister

In a remote and dilapidated clinic in a certain city.

"Doctor Tamayo, Miss Yuko, thank you so much." An old woman held Tamayo's hand sincerely, "If it weren't for your help, Xiao Qian would not have survived."

After that, she gently stroked the girl beside her.

Tamayo smiled slightly: "It's just a fever. The body temperature will slowly drop back after the blood is drained. We didn't do anything."

Yuko put away the bowl with half a bowl of blood.

The principle of bloodletting for fever is just as Tamayo said, which is to reduce the temperature by venting the heat and toxins in the body.

However...

Normal treatments definitely don't use so much blood, usually acupuncture is used for pricking.

Tamayo advised: "Pay attention to supplement more nutrition during this period."

After all, so much blood was drained.

"I know you don't charge money, but please accept this." The old woman trembled and opened the basket she was carrying.

There were a few fish that were fresh with less intake and more exhaust.

The fishy smell was strong, even ordinary people could smell it.

Their clinic was famous in the neighborhood because it did not charge money, so many people came to see the doctor, and sometimes they would meet people who gave gifts in return like today.

This time, Tamayo did not refuse, but turned her head to look at Yuko, motioning her to accept it.

"Please wait a moment." Yuko took the basket, turned and went into the inner room, put the fish into the water tank, and then came out to return the basket and bid farewell to the two.

Send the old woman to the door.

"Please go slowly."

The old woman turned back, hesitated and said: "Recently, there has been a horrible incident of a girl disappearing in the city. There are rumors that a cannibal ghost has entered the city."

"Please close the doors and windows at home at night and pay attention to safety."

Yuko was slightly stunned and asked: "Where is it?"

"In the west of the city to the south of the city."

The old woman gave a few more instructions, and then left with her granddaughter.

Tamayo sat in the shadow of the house, looking at Yuko who stood in the sun and sent the two away, and couldn't help but be slightly absent-minded.

As expected, no matter how many times I saw it, I still felt incredible.

What Muzan had dreamed of was actually realized so easily.

Yuko watched the old man leave and returned to the house.

The man who had been waiting for an unknown period of time at the side of the house said, "Um, Dr. Tamayo, can you please prescribe some medicine to heal my external injuries?"

Tamayo walked up to check and found that the man had a serious abrasion on his elbow.

The man explained, "I accidentally fell when I went up the mountain to collect herbs."

Tamayo smiled and took out a plaster from the medicine cabinet: "Put this on the wound, and it will be almost done after three or five days."

The man gratefully accepted the medicine, handed the fruit next to him to the two and left.

Although there was no clear requirement, it seemed to have become an unwritten rule to give gifts when seeing a doctor.

Many patients who came and went later would abide by this rule, even if they didn't know it at the time, they would make up for it later.

But... no one can eat this fruit.

Yuko put away the fruit with some regret.

Tamayo tidied up the medicine cabinet and chuckled: "Thanks to Yuko's help, many people have regarded us as famous doctors who can heal external injuries."

Yuko smiled helplessly.

The ointment that Tamayo used just now actually contains Yuko's blood.

Although it has been diluted, it can still heal external injuries in a very short time.

"It's getting dark soon, I'll go cook." Yuko looked outside the house and said, "Today we are lucky to have a good meal."

Tamayo smiled slightly: "Then I'll trouble Yuko."

The cooking that Yuko mentioned is of course not really cooking.

Ghosts can't eat human food, but they can eat animals, or... blood food.

Yuko came to the back of the house and picked up the fish in the water tank, using skilled knife skills to remove the fish scales and fish bones, and washed the blood and served it on a plate.

In other words, sashimi.

After bringing the sashimi to the table, Tamayo divided the little girl's blood into two portions and handed one to Yuko as if it were a drink.

This was a way of eating that Yuko had researched, and she found it to be unusually useful.

Although it certainly couldn't be compared to eating people to restore physical strength, it was better than drinking blood alone.

The most important thing was that it wasn't that perverted.

Sashimi, it was still acceptable.

The two of them ate dinner politely. If you ignore the strange blood in the cup, it looked like ordinary people eating.

Many years have passed since the two met, and now it is the Edo period.

Tamayo has also been trying to overcome her desire to eat over the years. Compared to when the two first met, Tamayo hasn't eaten human corpses for a long time.Just like quitting drugs, it is difficult to overcome the desire to eat, but with the vivid example of Yuko in front of her, Tamayo can persist.

During the meal, Tamayo asked: "Ikuko, do you want to go and see about the missing girl?"

Ikuko nodded slightly: "Well, since I met her, I should go and see her."

She does not actively look for the traces of evil spirits, but if she encounters one around her, she will still find a way to deal with it.

As for the Demon Slayer Corps, it feels like it has recovered its vitality, but the strength of most members is biased and may not be able to take care of everything.

Ikuko suddenly asked: "By the way, when are we leaving here?"

Tamayo pondered for a moment: "Let's wait for a while."

"Well." Ikuko nodded slightly.

In order to prevent ordinary people from knowing that they are immortal, they move every few years.

This is the number of times they have moved.

After dinner, the sky outside has gradually darkened.

Yuko put on a bamboo hat, wrapped the lower half of her face with a white cloth, and wore two swords on her waist.

"Then I'm going out."

Tamayo warned: "If you meet someone from the Demon Slayer Corps, please be careful."

"I know."

Even in the future, there will be a saying that those who are not of my kind must have different hearts.

Not to mention this era.

Especially for the members of the Demon Slayer Corps who hate evil spirits very much, it is impossible for them to communicate peacefully with them in their current identities.

Yuko hid her breath and went to the west of the city.

If I remember correctly, it should be a slum.

The more shabby the place, the worse the security measures.

The probability of ghosts appearing is indeed not small.

Yuko came to the slums under the moonlight. Beggar-dressed homeless people can be seen everywhere on the street, and there are suspicious excrement on the ground.

A drunkard dressed as a homeless man is facing the wall with his waist straightened and untied his belt.

This is not suspicious now.

This place is a lawless zone.

As long as there is no riot, no one will govern.

It is really difficult for ghosts to sense the breath of evil spirits in such an environment.

Yu Zi couldn't help but frowned.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming closer and closer behind him, and then stopped.

Yu Zi looked back.