Demon Slayer: The Demon King is actually a weak girl?!

Every morning, Xiao Wu would take Kokushibo to the roof to watch the sunrise.

Kokushibo sat in the shadows, watching the first ray of sunlight rising through the clouds. It resounded throughout the world like the light of a golden gong, wrapping Xiaowu's tiny figure in a large ball of dazzling gold.

Then, Xiao Wu would gently stroke Kokushibo's cheek and say to him quietly:

"It's a new day again. It's great to have you here."

Whenever this happened, Kokushibo would respond to her: "Me too."

……

They spend a lot of time practicing swordsmanship every day.

After practicing swordsmanship, Xiaowu always likes to let Kokushibo comb her hair.

This was the quietest time of her day.

Kokushibo carefully groomed Xiaowu's long hair, occasionally stopping to look in the mirror and observe Xiaowu in the mirror.

The Xiaowu in the mirror had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and delicate lips like petals. Together with the Xiaowu in his hands, one could be touched and the other could be seen.

He picked up a hairpin and gently put it in Xiao Wu's hair.

The hairpin was decorated with pearls and velvet tassels, swaying with her every frown and smile, so beautiful.

Seeing Xiao Wu like this, his heart was also moved.

……

A few weeks passed in a flash.

One day, Kokushibo found Komu squatting in the kitchen checking the food with a serious expression on his face.

"What are you doing?" Kokushibo walked closer and leaned over to ask.

Xiao Wu raised his head with an innocent smile on his face: "I'm trying to learn how to cook! I want you to taste the food I cook."

"We are demons, we don't need to eat human food." Kokushibo felt very confused.

What to cook? Dark food?

Hearing Kokushibo's inner voice, Xiao Wu puffed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Really? You haven't taken the medicine yet, so you can't taste the deliciousness of human food! Come on, Xiao Hei, take the medicine quickly."

Kokushibo: “No, no need…”

Although he felt helpless, he had no choice but to give in to Xiao Wu's insistence.

Under Xiaowu's coercion, Kokushibo was forced to drink bowl after bowl of medicine.

He suspected that Xiao Wu did it on purpose, because he clearly remembered that in this era, injectable medicines and oral compressed tablets had already appeared, and there was no need to drink so much liquid.

He drank so much that he felt quite sick.

Soon, several experimental dishes appeared on the table.

Xiao Wu pointed at the blue-black, black, burnt objects and said smugly, "Eat it!"

"..."

Kokushibo's scalp tingled, but there was no other way he could do, so he could only try to take a bite.

Then, his expression changed slightly, "Unexpectedly good."

"Huh, look how scared you are." Xiao Wu covered his mouth and laughed.

In fact, she added a lot of cabbage juice, so the food was dyed in this weird style.

The food is normal and fresh.

But she wouldn't tell anyone unless Kokushibo asked.

——Just let him guess slowly!

The time is quiet and the years are good.

The two sat opposite each other, outside the window was the intersection of shadow and light, but their world was filled with warm light.

That is the light of hope that belongs to them.

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As the good times passed day by day, the peaceful life quietly sounded the alarm in a corner unknown to everyone -

Kokushibo's physical strength began to rapidly decline.

Although he kept it secret, Xiao Wu, as the Ghost King, knew the body's warnings better than anyone else.

As time went by, Kokushibo was gradually unable to participate in swordsmanship practice and could only watch quietly from the side.

After each practice, Xiao Wu would kneel beside him, allowing him to touch her sweaty hair and other sweaty parts.

……

“How many days like this are left?”

After being satisfied once, Kokushibo hugged Xiao Wuwen from behind.

Xiao Wu held his hand and said, "At least, today and tomorrow, we are still here."

"Yeah……"

They don't want to think about the future, at least at this moment, they just want to convey all their love to each other.

Kokushibo held Xiaowu's hand and nodded calmly, just as calmly as he had been before when he killed countless enemies.

……

They have already set up countless possibilities in their minds -

Maybe they will say goodbye with a smile, maybe they will leave with sadness.

Great sorrow and grief, separation from life and death, are all hard to describe.

Finally, on the morning of the last day of the appointment, Kokushibo supported his tired body and looked at Xiaowu who was sitting beside the bed.

"Xiao Wu..."

His voice was very weak, revealing a hint of unwillingness.

"I'm here, Kokushibo." Xiao Wu smiled and held his hand tighter.

"I..." Kokushibo's lips trembled, "I'm ready."

He finished softly, holding Xiao Wu's hand with a gentle look.

Xiao Wu shook his hand back, lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "I know."

"I... am a little unwilling. I have let go of everything, but in the end, I still feel unwilling."

"I know."

"I..." He stroked Xiao Wu's cheek with both hands, drawing an arc, "Will we meet again in another world?"

Another world, without ghosts, without swordsmanship, just a peaceful world where ordinary people live.

At that time, was he still qualified to be worthy of this woman who could be defined as "perfect"?

Xiao Wu smiled: "Kokushibo, you have to believe it, it will happen."

"..."

Kokushibo nodded slightly and closed his eyes with a smile.

He left this world amidst the love and hatred of this life that lasted for four hundred years.

At this moment, Xiao Wu was just like any other person.

She carefully combed Kokushibo's long hair and kissed his forehead.

"Kuroshibo, in 'that world', we will meet again."

……

Outside the window, the setting sun is as red as blood, dyeing the sky red.

The sun was setting, and the evening light seeped in through the window and fell on the two of them.

Kokushibo's body gradually collapsed and dissipated.

"I told you." Xiao Wu said softly, lying next to Kokushibo and resting his head on his chest.

As his last bit of warmth began to disappear, Xiao Wu's breathing also slowly weakened until it finally calmed down.

……

"We still have a long way to go, Kokushibo."

"Yes, Xiao Wu. But from now on, we can finally walk together."

……

Where would she meet him in the future? It no longer mattered.

Because at this moment, as long as they believe, each other will always exist.

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(End of Nine)

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(End of the book)

——2024年10月13日，14:33写完

——Xiao Ai's Shark

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