The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

The setting sun casts a soft glow on things on the ground.

Because of the missing passengers and the recent rumors about the slasher, the station seemed a bit deserted, and most of the people who came were here to catch the Infinite Train which was set to depart again tonight.

As it gets darker, it's almost time to leave.

A girl with glasses is selling her lunch box to passengers, and the conductor is reminding those who are in a hurry to catch the bus.

"The pigs are swooping! The pigs are swooping!"

There was also a weirdo wearing a pig mask, banging his head against the train body.

"Idiot, stop it!" The yellow-haired boy hugged his waist and tried to stop him.

Haruka stops and marvels at Inosuke's stubbornness, and feels sympathy for Zenitsu.

Compared to Inosuke's strange behavior, Haru's striking hair color also caught someone's attention.

"It's you? What a coincidence, we meet again. Do you still remember me?" Tanjiro walked to Haruka and smiled at her warmly.

"Tanjiro." Haruka certainly still remembered him, and his strange companion.

Tanjiro was very happy that she still remembered him. He nodded as a response: "It's me."

"Thank you for what happened last time. Those players have recovered after treatment."

He saw that Qinghe had no luggage but had a ticket in his hand, so he asked curiously, "Are you here for the Infinity Train as well?"

Or is it the ghost that came for the disappearance of more than forty people?

Qinghe smiled slightly and said cheerfully: "Yeah, I guessed it right."

"It seems to be very dangerous this time. If you get into trouble, be sure to come to us." Tanjiro reminded her.

The Demon Slayer Corps has sent a Pillar-level member, so you can imagine how difficult the mission is. Tanjiro's reminder may not be useful, but it is definitely not redundant.

"Compared to this..." Haruka thought it would be better for Tanjiro to look back now.

She pointed her index finger in the direction of Inosuke, motioning Tanjiro to look back: "Is the knife ban really not a big deal? The flight attendant is going to catch him."

Inosuke's two Nichirin swords were conspicuously fastened behind his waist, and with his actions, it was hard for others not to notice them.

Several guards holding sticks walked towards Inosuke and Zenitsu. "What are you two doing? What are you doing on your waist?"

"Come here quickly, there are two suspicious people here who are ignoring the law and carrying knives!"

As the guards called for help, more guards came over from other directions.

Zenitsu grabbed Inosuke who was still struggling with the train and said, "Don't be stupid, run!"

"Please be careful." Tanjiro gave one last reminder and hurried off to catch up with Zenitsu and Inosuke.

They are so full of energy. Qinghe watched the three of them disappear at the station before boarding the train.

Qinghe's seat was in the third carriage at the front. After she got on the train, she found her seat and sat down.

The interior of the carriage looked very clean and the other passengers were very quiet, so I thought the journey would not be troublesome.

As the night deepened, the train slowly left the station.

The conductor started checking tickets, and Qinghe handed him the ticket for inspection.

The flight attendant looked very tired, with no light in his eyes, and he just went about his ticket checking job numbly.

After checking this carriage, he went to the next one.

The lights on the train were not very stable and flickered from time to time. The other passengers in carriage number three felt sleepy in the dim light.

Soon, they all fell into a deep sleep.

A strange smell began to appear in the air, coming from the direction of the front of the car.

After a while, a few children came from the front carriage, holding hemp ropes in their hands and walking towards the back carriage with serious expressions.

Oh my, are they planning to strangle Tanjiro and the others?

Haruka hesitated for a moment. Should she go straight ahead to find the ghost? Or should she go find Tanjiro?

After thinking about it, she felt that she had to find the ghost first, otherwise if it was chopped, not even a drop of blood would be recovered.

As for Tanjiro and his men, they are members of the Demon Slayer Corps who have undergone rigorous training, and they should not die at the hands of ordinary people.

On the front of a speeding train at night, there stood a man with medium-length black hair with rose-red ends and slightly longer blue-green hair at the bottom.

He opened his arms, embraced the oncoming wind, and was completely immersed in his own world.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep. How blissful it is to get lost in a sweet dream."

Nightmare was talking to himself, his voice was high pitched and sounded androgynous.

In a little while, he would be able to completely merge with the train. Killing the boy wearing the sun wheel earrings and eating the two hundred or so passengers on the train was simply perfect.

Nightmare even began to fantasize that after he completed the task, he would definitely receive more favor from Muzan Kibutsuji.

"Puch."

With a burst of sharp pain, a pitch-black hand pierced through his chest, and blood splattered.

The dark hand grasped his heart and then pulled it out of his body.

"Huh?" Nightmare covered his empty heart and didn't react for a long time.

He was attacked? By whom?

Nightmare turned around and saw a completely dark person standing behind him, like a shadow.

The shadow man swallowed the heart in his hand, and then it dissolved into a pool of black mud, sank into the roof of the car and disappeared.

Without the obstruction of the black shadow, Nightmare was able to spot the white-haired girl standing not far away.

The nightmare healed the hole in his heart. After all, he was a ghost, and he could not die even without a heart.

"Hey, it's you."

He remembered another target on the hunting list that needed to be dealt with—the white-haired girl who was trying to find out the news about the Ghost King.

Nightmare became even more excited. He could actually solve two troubles at once. Lord Muzan would definitely praise him!

He stretched out his left hand, revealing the mouth on the back of his hand: "You are so lucky to have found me. Do you want a good dream or a nightmare?"

"I'm not dreaming." Qinghe was very honest.

Seeing that the ghost opposite her showed no signs of self-destruction, she took a few steps closer to him and said, "It's too cold of you to turn guests away like this."

It would explode in front of her at any time, splattering her with blood... Is it difficult to answer the questions properly?

Nightmare touched his face with his right hand, with a smile on his face: "You want to get me punished by Muzan-sama by extracting information from me?"

Unfortunately, this trick doesn't work on him, and he won't trigger the curse.

"I'm different from those low-level ghosts you met before."

He was originally one of the Lower Moons, and after getting more blood from Lord Muzan, he is now able to fight even against the Upper Moons.

"Oh, really?" Qinghe felt that they were all the same.

I don’t know since when, but there appeared a lot of black crows on the roof of the car, their scarlet eyes staring straight at Nightmare.

A crow flew to Qinghe's hand. She stroked its feathers and asked softly, "Do you like sweet dreams or nightmares?"

The crow cried twice, and Qinghe smiled with satisfaction: "Yeah, I thought so too."

Qinghe ignored the nightmare and played with the crow in his hand.

She suddenly tightened her fingers, and the crow in her hand turned into black mud, dripping from her hand and then disappeared.

The other crows on the roof seemed to be frightened and flew up one after another, making strange noises.

She didn't take him seriously at all. Nightmare kept smiling, but her tone was a little colder: "You cunning bad boy, be devoured by nightmare."

Nightmare is a dream demon, and his blood magic can force his opponent to fall asleep and start dreaming.

His favorite thing to do is to let his opponent have a sweet dream first, and then when his opponent is addicted to it, he will use a nightmare to completely destroy the beauty in his opponent's heart.

He stretched out his left hand towards Qinghe again, and the mouth on the back of his hand spoke: "Go to sleep——"

The white-haired girl opposite closed her eyes and fell asleep with a smile on her face. Her body fell from the top of the speeding train.

"Hmmmm~" Nightmare held his face and laughed. He solved one problem easily.

He continued to stand at the front of the train, feeling the wind and sighing, "I'm so lucky today."

Time passes by, assimilation is over, now let's deal with another one.

Before he could do anything, hurried footsteps were heard on the roof of the carriage, and an angry Tanjiro appeared in front of him.