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

Is he the only one who can't survive? Are all the others safe?

"Me? Only me?" Rengoku Kyojuro relaxed instead: "That's great."

"That's great?" Qinghe repeated.

She could feel his life force slipping away, and if she didn't intervene, he would be dead.

Even though he was about to die, he was still happy because he protected others. What an overly cheerful guy.

Rengoku Kyojuro's gaze fell behind Haruka. He seemed to see his mother. Did she come to pick him up?

"Mother, have I done all this?"

Has he done everything he should do and what he must practice?

Huh? Qinghe looked back in confusion.

At this time, the transparent soul named Koiyuki was kneeling beside Akaza's head and crying, with no intention of paying any attention to Rengoku Kyojuro.

Rengoku Kyojuro's mother is Akaza's fiancée? No, he must have seen the revolving lantern of life.

"Stop, stop." Qinghe just agreed to it in a cool way, so he must not die.

Haruka did not delay any longer. She took out the potion that she had just made some time ago and gave Rengoku Kyojuro an injection.

"Come on, grit your teeth."

It was really a coincidence that Qinghe made another troublesome potion on a whim when he was bored.

After the potion entered his body, Rengoku Kyojuro fell to the ground in pain, his blood vessels bulged and his skin turned red.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

"Mr. Rengoku! Haru, what happened to him?" Tanjiro and the others were frightened by the noise.

Qinghe comforted them: "Okay, okay, this is normal. After all, it's such a big hole to repair."

This drug can double the activity of cells, making them grow rapidly, but the price that comes with it is the pain of cell reorganization.

It is normal for Rengoku Kyojuro to feel uncomfortable with so many fatal wounds on his body. Only when he feels the pain will he cherish the life that he has saved with great difficulty.

However, it is no exaggeration to say that the effect of this medicine is to bring the dead back to life.

Qinghe couldn't use too much strength, and didn't want to use her strength to destroy her puppet for him, so using this potion was just right.

She untied Rengoku Kyojuro's Demon Slayer uniform and took out the severed arm from the wound. Without the obstruction, blood flowed all over the floor.

Before the potion completely repaired the wound, she used mist to temporarily block Rengoku Kyojuro's wound, and then used the palm magic to repair his broken ribs.

He can take care of the rest slowly, Qinghe has already finished his part.

Flesh and blood grew out, and the black mud gradually faded away, making it look like the flesh had assimilated into the black mud.

Rengoku Kyojuro felt that his consciousness was almost becoming chaotic, he gritted his teeth and endured it silently.

Tanjiro and the others also noticed that his injuries were getting better, and they were crying while encouraging him, "Come on, Mr. Purgatory!"

"Don't give up, Big Eyes!"

The cheers from the other side came one after another, gradually becoming more and more enthusiastic.

Haruka walked over to Akaza and picked up his head. Koyuki was still crying beside him.

"It's too early to cry now. His hard days are still ahead."

After killing so many people, there will be a lot of punishment waiting for him in hell.

Lian Xue looked at Akaza who refused to die and couldn't stop crying: "I know, I'm just sad that Mr. Komaji was struggling as a ghost until his death."

Koiyuki wasn't crying because of Akaza's death, she just didn't want him to die without finding himself.

For hundreds of years, she watched Komaji, who had turned into a demon, killing people non-stop. He killed people just to become stronger, and it was just empty killing. She felt so uncomfortable.

She just wanted to at least let him go to hell as "Komaji".

Haruka patted Akaza's face and reminded him, "Haven't you remembered yet? Your fiancée is crying."

"I don't understand what you are saying. Do you want to shake me in this way? I won't die. I can..."

Akaza refused to give up, and his determination to become stronger made him push the limits of a demon at this moment.

It doesn't matter even if his head is chopped off. He needs to continue to become stronger, so that he can...what can he do?

Qinghe looked at him with a smile: "You really don't understand?"

His eyes wavered greatly.

Lian Xue leaned her head against Akaza's head, and her crystal tears fell on his face one by one: "Mr. Komaji, don't live as a ghost anymore, don't struggle anymore."

If it's so painful, just give up... Qinghe blinked, she thought, Lianxue might mean the same thing.

"What did you do?!" Akaza questioned Harukazu. He felt so uncomfortable. He suddenly felt so uncomfortable.

"Me? I haven't done anything yet."

Qinghe didn't say much, just watched their miserable drama.

"Please, please turn back into Mr. Komaji." Lian Xue was still begging, hoping that he could hear her voice.

She kept telling Akaza about the past, about "Komaji".

But unfortunately, Akaza could neither see nor hear her tears or her voice.

Oh my, poor mandarin ducks.

Haruka listened carefully for a while, then relayed to Akaza: "When you were fifteen, you met your master and became the only disciple of the So-ryu Dojo."

An image flashed through Akaza's mind, which seemed to be his memory when he was a human.

"Master's daughter is frail and sickly, and you take good care of her."

"Stop talking." Akaza didn't want to listen, he just wanted to concentrate on becoming stronger.

Seeing that it was working, Lian Xue looked at Qinghe expectantly.

Qinghe continued to relay Lianxue's words: "When you were eighteen, the master wanted you to take over the dojo. His daughter liked you very much and wanted to marry you."

[As long as I have Mr. Komaji...]

Who is talking? Akaza feels so familiar.

"On the day we officially got engaged, the fireworks were beautiful. You said you would become stronger than anyone else, for..."

Haruka didn't continue talking, but waited for his reaction.

Well, it’s up to him to decide whether to continue being Akaza or go back to being Komaji.

[I will become stronger than anyone else, I will...]

Under the sky full of fireworks, the girl opposite was looking at him with a smile, her heart and eyes filled with him.

"...I will protect you for my whole life." Komaji suddenly remembered: "Protect, Koiyuki."

Ah, I didn't do it. I'm sorry, Lianxue, I didn't protect you well.

Komaji gave up struggling, it turned out that becoming stronger was meaningless.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning appeared in the sky and fell on the head in Qinghe's hand.

"Congratulations, you remembered it." Qinghe slowly loosened his hand and let go of the head that was disappearing faster and faster.

"It's time to go to hell now."

After his physical body completely disappeared, Komaji's soul appeared beside Koyuki. He just stared at Koyuki blankly.

"…Love Snow?"

"Mr. Komaji, welcome back." Lian Xue cried with joy.

"Love Snow..."

Qinghe started to doubt himself again, could it be that he was really beaten stupid by the trashy boss?

Lian Xue held Komaji's hand, then bowed to Qinghe: "Thank you for ending Mr. Komaji's suffering. Next, I will go to hell with him to atone for my sins."

"Mr. Komaji, let's go."

"..."

After finishing this side, Haruka turned his attention back to Tanjiro and the others.

Rengoku Kyojuro's rapid breathing gradually calmed down and his wounds healed.

He touched his intact abdomen, looked at Tanjiro and the others who were so excited that they cried, and then smiled: "Surprisingly, he survived."

Everyone present survived, including himself.

"The Upper Three have been eliminated! The members of the Demon Slayer Corps: Rengoku Kyojuro, Kamado Tanjiro, Hashibira Inosuke, Agatsuma Zenitsu, Kamado Nezuko, all survived!"

A crow was circling above their heads, reporting the current situation to the Demon Slayer Corps and Inu who had hurried over to support them.

Rengoku Kyojuro was helped up by Zenitsu and Inosuke, while Tanjiro carried the box containing Nezuko.

"You have helped us once again. I will always remember this kindness." Rengoku Kyojuro thanked Haruka.

Qinghe didn't care. She told the truth: "Ah, it's just an equal exchange."

Nezuko provides emotional value to Haruwa, and Haruwa returns emotional value to her, which is fair and just.

A crow landed on Tanjiro's shoulder, it fluttered its wings and looked at Haruka: "Miss with white hair, our lord invites you to meet him."

"I don't want to." Qinghe refused.

Her eyes swept over Rengoku Kyojuro and the others one by one: "My purpose is different from yours. It will be tiring if we spend too much time together."

For example, she is still considering whether to send all the creatures in this small world to hell in advance. It is quite annoying to see them die in batches like this.

"Really?" Rengoku Kyojuro was a little surprised to hear Haruka's refusal, and was a little confused.

Isn't she always helping the weak? Then she should have something in common with the Demon Slayer Corps, right?

"Yes." Qinghe would resort to extreme measures when she was annoyed. They didn't want to have a conflict with her, right?

So, just keep it this way.

"The medicine is very poisonous. Don't get seriously injured in the next few months. It will be incurable." Qinghe explained the doctor's instructions clearly.

Rengoku Kyojuro couldn't promise anything, so he could only say, "I'll pay attention."

Members of the Demon Slayer Corps came running over, and more people gathered in the open space.

Qinghe left the crowd and walked towards the woods alone.

Okay, it's time for the audience to leave.