The head pillar also wants to be removed today

When Yidizhi Jiegao arrived, Gojo Satoru had found a shackle from nowhere, and it was firmly stuck in the unconscious ghost king's mouth.

Probably because he was afraid that Tanjiro would not know when to wake up and hurt others.

"This is……"

The poor migrant worker Yi Dizhi was terrified by the sight in front of him as soon as he got out of the car.

Not to mention that Gojo Satoru's house was about to be demolished, just the tent covering the outside could make Yidizhi subconsciously straighten his back, ready to fight.

It is undeniable that Gojo Satoru's character is better in some places ten years later than when he was in the high school, but obviously, there are also some pretty bad habits that have continued to this day.

For example, I often forget to post accounts.

Whether it was a fight with Su Nuo at the beginning, or an attack by a super-level curse spirit later on, Wujo Wu didn't let go of it.

——Of course, it is the job of the poor social animal Yizhi to find a way to settle the impact.

And obviously, Gojo Satoru put down this layer of tents covering the outside of the house by himself.

In this sense alone, this matter is quite serious.

However, after Yijichi entered with a nervous face, what he saw was Tanjiro lying quietly in Gojo Satoru's arms, with his head resting on Keqiang's shoulder.

There were still a few holes in the clothes on Liuyan's shoulders, the blood seeped through the black fabric, and the flesh underneath could be vaguely seen.

"Huh?" Hearing the movement behind him, Gojo Satoru turned his head.

His sunglasses had been thrown somewhere long ago, and now he looked at Yi Dizhi and raised his eyebrows.

"I thought Yidi knew you would bring those old oranges too."

"..." Yi Dizhi pushed his glasses silently.

"Mr. Gojo, please believe in my bottom line as an auxiliary supervisor."

Although he, like most people, couldn't figure out what Gojo Satoru was trying to do, but he still knew what to do and what not to do.

Yi Dizhi shifted his gaze to the ghost king who was unusually quiet at the moment.

"Student Zaomen, this is..."

Prison gate unsealed?

"Mr. Wutiao, your wound also needs to be treated."

"Oh, it doesn't matter." Gojo Satoru raised his shoulders, indicating that there is no need to worry at all.

"There is a reversal technique." It can be cured in one go.

"However, I was a little surprised..."

His hand fell on Tanjirou's hair, rubbing against the crimson hair, making his palms itch slightly.

He was not surprised that Tanjiro attacked him with only instinct left, and he might even have some kind of acquiescence in his hands.

Without the barrier of reason, it should be the ghost king's instinct to devour flesh and blood and develop his family.

However, Tanjiro did not melt even a tiny bit of ghost blood into human blood vessels.

"I think we need a little explanation."

Toru Amuro knocked on the door—if it could be called that, he wanted to attract the attention of the two of them.

Although the terrifying monster seemed to have been subdued, Toru Amuro still did not dare to take it lightly.

He was half in front of Conan, his jaw tensed, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

Conan may only have a vague concept of ghosts, but Amuro Toru is very clear about the horror of ghosts.

So is this boy really so easily controlled?

"This young man should be one of those species called 'ghosts'."

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru readily admitted.

"The current Tanjiro really cannot be called a human being."

"The blood used for your organization's experiments was stolen from Tanjiro by that lump of brains."

"!" Amuro Toru's eyes widened for a moment.

"So that boy..."

His blood is the source of this silently spreading cholera.

"So, it's useless for you to ask me how to deal with creatures like 'ghosts'."

Whether it's from the perspective of the Demon Slayer Team or the Oni King, Tanjiro knows a lot more about ghosts than they do.

Only Tanjiro can completely erase the chaos that Soso created with ghost blood.

****

"Wow!"

Gojo Satoru opened the door of the dormitory, and the person on the bed seemed to wake up suddenly at this moment.

Not to mention whether the future strongest was startled by the sudden awakening of the ghost, after Tanjirou suddenly opened his eyes, he sat up and covered his mouth tightly with his hands.

There was an untimely and alluring red light flashing in his eyes, the dark red and round pupils became sharp and narrow in an instant, and the strange dark red pupils quietly disappeared.

"... Wu Jun?"

It took a long time for Tanjiro to recover from his sudden awakening.

He turned his head, his face was as pale as if he had lost blood.

If he had a body at this moment, he should already be sweating on his back.

The person at the door stood there, staring at the ghost for a long time.

Then, very abruptly, the white-haired DK rushed forward, hugging Youhun without saying a word.

"Ah..." The warm temperature of the human body was conveyed to Youhun without reservation, Tanjiro was slightly stunned, and after a while he tentatively stretched out his hand, also embracing the young dk.

His head rested on Gojo Satoru's shoulder, and the warm human breath poured into his nostrils.

Tanjiro tilted his head in discomfort, trying to keep his mouth and nose away from Gojo Satoru's neck.

Don't know if this is his illusion, or some other reason, Tanjirou's mouth is full of strong bloody smell at the moment.

Mixed with sweetness like maple syrup, the gurgling blood flowed into the throat and poured into the stomach and intestines, and the originally cold soul seemed to be warmed by the blood.

Tanjiro was awakened by such a wonderful, warm dream that made people want to indulge in it.

——It was Gojo Satoru's blood.

For some reason, Tanjirou was extremely determined.

"Okay, Wu-jun. Haven't I woken up already?"

The big white cat hugged him tightly and didn't let go, Tanjiro had no choice but to slowly stroke down DK's back.

But Tanjiro was able to confirm that his mouth was moist and clean at the moment, not even a tiny wound, not even a trace of blood.

His teeth are still human-like. Although the canine teeth are slightly sharp, they are not as easy to pierce through flesh and bite bones like animals.

It's just that the bloody taste in my mouth lingers for a long time.

'What the hell happened? '

Tanjiro narrowed his eyes slightly, the temperature of the human body made him want to sigh.

Those pupils, which were as bright as gemstones, seemed to contain sparks, reflected the six eyes that were equally bright and deep.

"I'm back, Wu-jun."

Tanjiro smiled and said to Gojo Satoru.