The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

"Listen up, if you are a ghost, stand up and fight for me..."

"But looking at your look, I know you can't stand up..."

"He was beheaded after all..."

Looking at Fallen Princess, Tazmi slowly leaned down and squatted down.

"Aren't all the guys on the string like you? They're all guys who cry when they lose..."

She shrugged, and the girl who was staring at her like she was looking at a bug was instantly filled with blood and anger.

"Don't touch my head! I'm not a dog!"

Biting Tazmi's palm, Fallen Girl looked at the other's sudden withdrawal of her palm and itched her teeth with hatred.

"So aggressive...You look like a dog..."

"You just wanted to bite me..."

"Stupid dog..."

Twitching the corner of her mouth, countless tears began to flow out of the eyes of the fallen girl who widened her eyes. Unable to bear the injustice any longer, she cried loudly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuah!!! You are the dog!!!"

"We are really on the land of strings... we are all given numbers by the adults..."

"Go to hell...go to hell!!!"

"My head was chopped off...My head was chopped off!!"

"Onii-chan!!!"

A woman's unique slender voice sounded like a whistle, and Tazmi jumped up high when she felt the sound of wind behind her.

laugh! ! !

The sharp slash tore through the air and cut a gash in Tazmi's windbreaker.

A section of the chain on the hilt of the Teigu sword was exposed from the torn hole. As the boy rolled, the chain made a crisp sound.

"You actually called my lovely sister a dog or something... What a despicable guy... you bastard..."

Turning around and looking at the emaciated man who suddenly appeared on top of what should have been a decapitated corpse, Tazmi also raised her head.

"Aren't you also playing sneak attack... To be mean, I think your side is better..."

The guy standing in front of the boy was naked from the waist down. He was a young ghost with short and medium black and green hair. He has a hunched back, a skinny body, and many dark spots on his face and body.

"He is really a sharp-tongued brat..."

Looking at Tazmi, Taro the prostitute couldn't help scratching the skin on his face.

Is it pain? Still itchy? I forgot what it was exactly.

The past feelings have been forgotten by me, only the habit remains. But he knew that he was very jealous of the guy in front of him.

There is no longer that annoying feeling of weakness in the body. Instead, there is inexhaustible strength and extremely excellent regeneration ability.

Taro, the prostitute who kept scratching his skin with his claws, felt irritated inside.

And the source of irritation is the kid in front of him.

"You're so kind...It's really great..."

"That face is great...the skin is also very good...there are no spots, no bruises or scars..."

"And it's great to have meat on your body...it's like I can't get fat at all..."

"According to my observation, you seem to be only about fourteen years old... I can feel that your body is developing very well... It's really good... I really envy you that you still have a future..."

It sounded like a sigh or a feeling of nostalgia. Although the prostitute Taro's tone was low and depressed, the power contained in it could be felt by Tazmi who was standing not far away.

It's resentment, envy, complaint, and jealousy.

"Hey! A guy like you must be very popular with girls..."

Looking at the young man standing there, Prostitute Taro made his final conclusion and waited for the other party's response.

"..."

Silent, the young man fell into silence for a long time before he responded.

"That's probably it..."

The young voice came out from the darkness, but the prostitute Taro's veins popped out when he heard the words that followed.

"One...two...three...four...even though I can't count them on one hand..."

"But it's like what you said...I do seem to be somewhat likable..."

"Why would they like a guy like me..."

"A guy who is obviously nothing but gentle..."

Twitching the corner of his mouth, the prostitute Taro grinned, revealing a twisted smile.

"I can't even count them on one hand...it's really too much..."

He kept scratching the skin on his face, even though it was dripping with blood and blood was splashing everywhere, he did not stop the movement of his hands.

"It's so jealous... It's so jealous... Can you... please die!!!"

"Of course, I want you to die in the most painful way..."

"You guy who plays with women's feelings..."

Hearing what the prostitute Taro said, Tazmi's eyes also turned cold.

"Don't talk nonsense... I have pure love for them... I just share my love with each of them..."

Just as the boy finished speaking, Fallen Princess's voice sounded from the other side.

Having just connected her head, she pointed to the boy and said to her brother.

"Onii-chan!! This is the guy who bullied me! Take revenge for me and kill him!"

"Ah... I will do it without you telling me... No matter what kind of person bullies our brother and sister... I, Taro, the prostitute, will come back with revenge..."

"Not to mention a guy like this who did such an outrageous thing to my lovely sister..."

"Go die over and over again!"

As he spoke, the prostitute Taro waved his arms, and quickly threw the sickle in his hand with his thin arms, making a sound of breaking through the air while flying towards the boy.

The blood-red sickle rotated in the air. Watching the opponent's attack, Tazmi couldn't help but think of Daidas' imperial weapon, "Two Great Axes - Belvak".

As long as it is thrown and the holder's physical strength does not fade, the Teigu's attacks can continue to pursue the enemy.

The same goes for the two sickles now.

Tazmi, who was flying into the air, made an instant judgment, because the scythe had turned from the ground to the air, flying straight towards her face.

Taking a deep breath, the muscles all over his body tightened quickly, and the Nichirin Sword lying in front of him was already ready.

"Breath of the Sun·Shadow of One·Glory Grace!"

As if flames were being ejected, from the Nichirin sword in Tazmi's hand, countless ferocious flames spurted out from the front end of the blade. While slashing away the flying blood sickle, the boy quickly moved towards the prostitute Taro who was on the ground. Cut it off.

The slashes from the sky brought down countless flames, and there was a deadly murderous intention hidden beneath the beauty.

Snapped!Snapped!

Taro, the prostitute, smiled ferociously as he watched the sickle being knocked back into his hand.

"Vampire Technique·Tiao Liang Domineering!"