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"Wow, so amazing!"

Kamado Tanjiro looked at the TV in front of him in shock, and couldn't help but marvel.

"What kind of blood ghost technique is this? It can actually put people in it."

He couldn't help but stepped forward and tapped the screen with his knuckles, making a crisp sound.

The people on the screen were vivid and active, Tanjiro endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear the doubts and curiosity in his heart and turned his head to ask.

"The people here... are all alive?"

"Of course—hey, what are you doing!"

Yuzuhito's sharp eyes quickly caught Tanjiro who raised his hand and was about to smash the TV. The evil ghost's sharp nails were only one point away from splitting the poor TV in half.

"These people are trapped inside this thing by vampirism!"

Tanjiro kept struggling, "I want to rescue these people, please don't stop me!"

It would be strange not to block it!

Knotabagi Yuhito hugged the man and desperately backed away, "Calm down, it's just a TV!"

Has this man never watched TV? !

"Sorry! I don't know what a TV is!"

Tanjiro replied loudly.

Knotweed Yuren: ...

This is a person who came out of some barren village!

"In short, in short, the people here are living well in other places, and they are not trapped by the blood ghost technique you mentioned!"

Knotabagi Yuhito hurriedly explained.

"Ahh—! Don't go any further! If it breaks, I can't pay Teacher Wutiao—!"

"Calm down, calm down——!"

……

"That...sorry..."

After a long period of turmoil, Hirohito Knotabagi finally grabbed the person, and he was about to finish talking before he finally calmed down the person in front of him.

He was almost exhausted and slumped on the sofa. He was obviously a sports monster who could easily run 1000 meters without panting, but now he had no image lying on the sofa to rest.

After all, he finally understood that the small square box in front of him would not trap people, Tanjirou sat next to Kojou Yuhito with an apologetic face, and apologized in a low voice.

Knotabazu Yuhito waved his hand nonchalantly.

He turned his head and looked at Tanjiro, puzzled.

"Speaking of which, haven't you ever seen a TV before?"

Even if it's a curse spirit—or what kind of ghost?Nor should common sense be so lacking.

"Hmm..." Unexpectedly, Tanjiro scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and nodded slightly.

"These things didn't appear in the era I lived in before."

In fact, not only the small box called a TV, but also the decoration of the basement and other strange things were all Tanjiro had never seen before.

He is like a visitor who has strayed into this place, standing in an extremely strange environment without knowing anything, and can't find his way at a loss.

"Ah! That's how it is!"

Knotaba Yuhito slapped his head and nodded knowingly.

"This is a TV." The pink-haired boy stood up, pulled Tanjiro to the TV, and clicked on the TV.

He showed the things he took out in front of Tanjiro, "This is a film, it was made by some special means after being filmed by the actors you saw just now."

"Look here." Yuzu Yujin pulled out a bunch of Gojo Satoru's previous movies, "These are all movies, telling different stories."

"What type do you like? We can watch it together next."

Tanjiro couldn't help being amazed as he watched the knotweed was replaced with a new movie, and a completely different story began to play on the TV again.

"Amazing!"

"It felt like watching a completely different theater performance."

Tanjiro stared at the screen intently, his cracked rose red pupils were stained with a thin layer of blue light.

Hu Zhang Youren paused, "It can be understood in this way."

"Ah, here and here."

Yuzuki Yuhito took Tanjiro to the other side of the basement.

Wujo Wu deserves to be Wujo Wu, even if the basement space is small, it has all internal organs.

"This is a microwave oven. If you want to eat hot food, you only need to put the cold food in and 'ding' it, and it will become hot again!"

"Ah, and over there! That's a refrigerator, used to store food—but it's basically full of teacher's desserts."

"If you have any unfinished food, you can put it in and keep it. However, if you eat some food immediately after taking it out, you will have diarrhea."

"so amazing!"

Tanjiro was amazed.

What Knotabagi Hisohito showed in front of his eyes were all things that he had never seen before.

According to Knotweed, these magic-like things in his eyes are just the most common household appliances, which are used in almost every household.

"That's great." Tanjirou suddenly sighed.

The movie on the TV was still showing, and the noisy voices of the actors echoed in the basement, abruptly creating a lively atmosphere.

Tanjiro patted the electric appliance in front of him lightly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Although he only saw the situation in this basement, it is not difficult to imagine how happy and convenient life people are living now.

"In my time, after ghosts disappear, will everyone have such a happy life?"

As if talking to himself, Tanjiro asked softly.

No longer worrying about being buried in the belly of ghosts day and night, but living such a simple and happy life.

"It must be like this." Although he didn't understand what Tanjirou muttered to himself, the meaning in the words, Kojou Yuuhito still nodded heavily.

The people you care about will surely live a happy and peaceful life.

****

"Hey—it seems that the two of you get along well."

The white-haired conjurer stood at the door at some point, bent his knuckles and knocked gently on the door, attracting the attention of two boys who were chatting happily.

Gojo Satoru laughed twice, put one hand in his pocket, put the other behind his back, and tilted his head to greet the two teenagers.

"Yo, Yuren."

"Ah, and that curse spirit—is it called Tanjirou?"

"No, I'm probably not what you call a curse spirit." Tanjiro raised his hand, correcting the man's mistakes solemnly.

"Hey, don't worry about these details."

The magician looked over the two teenagers, "You are watching this movie."

"Here, the heroine ends up with the hero—"

"Stop!" Knotabagi Yuhito called to stop urgently.

He was still holding the strangely shaped mantra skeleton in his hand, and hurriedly stopped Gojo Satoru to prevent him from continuing.

"Teacher, don't spoil it."

"--puff."

I don't know why, it should be a very common scene, but Tanjirou somehow wants to laugh.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The evil ghost covered his mouth, and his rose red eyes were full of tiny smiles.

"I just think that the relationship between the two is really good."

"Of course." Gojo Satoru nodded without shame and agreed, "After all, Youruhito is also my valued student."

"—And, soon you will be one of us."

The white-haired conjurer didn't care and threw a heavy bullet between the two boys.

He straddled his long legs, sitting in a domineering posture, squeezed between the two teenagers abruptly, fished out the curse skeleton hidden behind his back and placed it in front of Tanjiro, with a flirtatious tone.

"Come on, this is a greeting gift for Tanjirou."

"Isn't that..." Headmaster Night Moth's curse?

Yuzu Yuji looked suspiciously at the ugly doll that was forced into the hands of the evil spirit, and then looked down at the strangely shaped curse skeleton in his hand that was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt a chill.

Is it really good to use this kind of thing as a meeting gift? !

"Wow!"

The curse skeleton with an indescribable shape just touched Tanjiro's palm, and his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he was about to punch Kamado Tanjirou head-on with lightning speed.

Caught off guard and startled, the evil ghost threw away the curse skeleton in his hand, and almost couldn't control the sharp nails to cut the curse skeleton running around the room in half.

"what is this!"

Tanjiro was shocked to see the whole room bouncing around, and from time to time hurled funny curses at them, almost losing his ability to speak.

It's not that he hasn't seen the dolls that are placed in those girls' homes, but those dolls will never move!

What's more, he didn't smell half of the living thing from this thing at all!

"Hahahaha." A certain unscrupulous teacher who succeeded in playing a prank clutched his stomach, collapsed on the sofa and laughed without image, and barely took out his mobile phone to shoot at the evil spirit.

"That thing is called a curse skeleton." Patting his thigh, the conjurer, who had finally had enough laughs, kindly explained.

"Don't worry, this thing must be injected with magic power to be able to move."

So it remains to be seen whether someone did it on purpose just now.

"It's quite troublesome to explain the principle of this thing-but it doesn't matter, you should learn it later."

"Excuse me, please wait a moment." Tanjiro raised his hand and asked a serious question.

"I didn't intend to join the high school?"

Although I am very grateful to these two kind-hearted people for helping him when he lost control, it is better for him to find a place in the deep mountains and old forests to avoid crowds.

Death is a precious thing that he can no longer imagine, the only thing he can do is to avoid all possibilities of harming humans as much as possible.

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru nodded, indicating that he had heard it.

However, before Tanjiro Kamado could breathe a sigh of relief, the white-haired man's next words came one after another.

"But I've already dealt with the admission-related matters for you."

"And ah—" Gojo Satoru waved his hands, trying to reason with the evil ghost.

"Don't you want to exterminate yourself? But judging from yesterday's appearance, you can't do it yourself."

"So you see, you enroll in a high school, on the one hand, we can find a way to exorcise you, and on the other hand, we can prevent you from getting out of control and hurting innocent humans."

"Oh yes, you can also help us eliminate the curse spirit together."

"Look, kill three birds with one stone!"

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and couldn't help but praise his good idea.

"It's really a good idea that GTG came up with."

"Curse spirit?"

Tanjiro was even more confused.

"Mr. Huzhang said something about the curse spirit before... what exactly is that?"

Is it the monsters that gathered around him for some reason before, and then were torn apart by the bone whip?

"To be precise, the curse spirit is a monster born from all negative emotions of human beings."

"Although weak spell spirits will only have an impact on humans similar to physical discomfort, powerful spell spirits—"

"But it will kill people."

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips, and was satisfied to see the evil ghost in front of him suddenly suffocate.

"Ah—those who were killed by the curse spirit are really miserable."

"Many of them died without whole bodies. I don't know what kind of torture they suffered."

Gojo Satoru shook his head and sighed.

"Please don't say any more."

Tanjiro took a deep breath, Gojo Satoru seemed to want to continue, but was interrupted by the evil spirit.

Tanjiro Kamado subconsciously touched his waist, but his hands were suddenly empty.Only then did Tanjiro realize that his Japanese sword had not been returned to him since it was taken away by the white-haired man last time.

"Please tell me how to exorcise those so-called curse spirits."

Tanjiro raised his head and looked straight at the white-haired conjurer sitting leisurely in the middle of the sofa.

It is clearly a pair of sharp vertical pupils that are absolutely not human-like, but at the moment deep in those rose-red pupils, it seems that an incomparably bright flame is burning, reflecting the pair of pupils to shine brightly.

Tanjiro pursed his lips, silently making a decision in his heart.

Although there are no more evil spirits in this world, there are still disasters that endanger peace.

He is not a sorcerer, and he can no longer be called a member of the Demon Slayer in his current appearance.

But he still wants to protect the happiness and tranquility of ordinary people.

For this reason, even with such an ugly identity and appearance, he is still willing to hold the red knife and fight again.