Tamayo, who was deceived by Muzan and turned into a demon when she was nineteen, hundreds of years ago.
After becoming a demon, she went berserk and personally killed her husband and young child.
Driven by hatred for Muzan and her own strong spirit, she briefly broke free from Muzan’s control.
Through medical experiments and modifications on herself, she reduced her desire for human blood.
Nowadays, she maintains her sanity by supplementing with donated blood from blood bags for a certain period.
Beside her is Yushiro, a person originally suffering from a severe, fatal illness, whom Tamayo successfully converted into a demon using her own blood over the past 200 years.
He also sustains himself by consuming blood from blood bags.
After hearing Tamayo’s explanation, Tanjirou showed an expression of sudden understanding.
By consuming blood without harming people, that’s why they don’t have the scent of normal demons.
“Miss Chika, I see you are not a demon, but you faintly emit a weak demon scent.
And this young lady here is a demon, yet her demon scent is even lighter than ours.
Please tell me, what exactly happened to you?”
Tamayo said with great seriousness.
If not for Yushiro stopping her, Tamayo would have performed a ‘Dogeza’ (profound bow) on the spot for Chika and Tanjirou.
Normally, it’s very impolite for one person to awaken another’s painful past memories, but it was fine for Chika.
Because these memories often surfaced in her dreams, she had long since ‘adapted’ to them.
Chika then began to recount the tragedy that befell the Kamado Family.
Even Tanjirou didn’t know the detailed contents of this part of the story, and he listened quietly beside her.
Perhaps because this memory was too deeply etched for Chika, both Tanjirou and Tamayo felt as if they were personally experiencing the same sense of powerlessness from back then as she narrated.
There was simply no way to resist.
The opponent was the Demon King, a being standing at the pinnacle of this world.
The thought of such a being slaughtering the Kamado mother, who was weaker than a normal adult male, and a group of minors was utterly despairing.
Tanjirou clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and his already red eyes grew even more crimson.
Unforgivable!
Unforgivable!
Beside him, Tamayo also pursed her lips.
Compared to Tanjirou, her hatred for Muzan was not much less.
After understanding each other’s situations, they shook hands, made peace, and became friends.
Tamayo is a doctor who has been researching a drug that can kill Muzan.
Don’t think Tamayo’s efforts are useless.
It’s important to know that Muzan was not born as the Demon King.
In fact, Muzan was originally a human until he encountered the most outrageous existence in demon slayer: a doctor.
After a series of operations by this doctor, he successfully transformed a frail human into the cold-blooded King of Demons.
Chika?
Could you give me a little of your blood?
And Nezuko’s blood too, I’d like a little bit of both…
I want to do some research…”
“Of course, no problem.”
“Thank you both so much!”
Chika took the blood collection tool from Tamayo, drew some blood, and handed it back.
Tamayo carefully examined the blood, but on the surface, she couldn’t see anything unusual about it.
However, while the blood itself showed nothing, looking at Chika revealed something.
The small wound made for drawing blood had already begun to scab over.
Although it couldn’t compare to a demon’s regeneration speed, it was a speed impossible for a normal human.
“Truly unbelievable.”
Beside them, Yushiro couldn’t help but comment on the speed of Chika’s wound recovery.
After collecting blood from Nezuko as well, Tamayo expressed that if the opportunity arose, she hoped they could help collect some blood from high-level demons, as it would aid the progress of her experiments.
To help his sister return to being human sooner, Tanjirou took the quick blood-drawing knife given by Yushiro and nodded seriously to Tamayo.
Just as Tanjirou was about to ask Tamayo if she had any further insights regarding Nezuko’s condition, he suddenly froze.
A peculiar scent drifted into his nostrils from afar.
Although the distance was considerable, he still caught it.
This was the second time he had smelled this scent.
The last time was when his family was massacred.
Muzan!
Muzan!
Muzan!
Tanjirou’s breathing suddenly became abnormally rapid.
Clenching his fists, he stood up with a thud from his seated position and turned to look in the direction the scent was coming from.
He would never mistake this scent.
That strange, additional scent present in his home during the massacre—the Demon King Muzan!
Tanjirou instinctively lifted his foot, ready to charge towards the source of the scent.
But just as he was about to dash off, Chika, who had also stood up, reached out and grabbed his shoulder.
“Tanjirou, calm down.”
“Sister!
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That Muzan!”
“So what if it’s Muzan?
Do you think you can succeed in taking revenge as you are now?
It seems because you haven’t encountered any strong demons, you’ve developed a mistaken assessment of your own strength,” Chika said calmly, looking at Tanjirou.
The original owner of this body had personally felt the oppressive force of Muzan’s strength by sacrificing herself.
And Chika, knowing the plot, was deeply aware of Muzan’s power in the original story.
In their encounter in the original, Muzan ultimately held back, retreating from the scene and sending two of his subordinate demons to test Tanjirou.
But it’s better to be safe than sorry.
The power gap is too vast.
What if Muzan acts recklessly and personally tests Tanjirou’s strength?
That might just end with ‘one attack, finished’.
“It’s not the time yet.
We need to accumulate strength for a while longer.
We will definitely have our revenge, definitely.”
Chika’s words gradually calmed Tanjirou down.
He took a deep breath and sat back on the ground.
“You’re right, sister.
That’s the Demon King.
Even our teacher wouldn’t be able to handle such an opponent.
As we are now, we stand no chance,” Tanjirou murmured softly, lowering his head.
“But, sister, I’ve never actually seen that demon called Muzan.
What does he specifically look like?” Tanjirou asked again after a moment of silence.
Chika was only stunned for a second or two before almost blurting out, “Michael…
Jackson?”
“Huh?”
Not only Tanjirou, but even Tamayo and Yushiro beside them showed puzzled expressions.
“Michael is…”
Tamayo expressed that despite living so long, she had never heard the name Michael Jackson.
Was he someone Chika knew or a relative?
Chika awkwardly cleared her throat.
Never mind that this was an alternate world; even if the culture were completely identical, Michael Jackson wasn’t born until 1958.
He wouldn’t be born yet in this taisho era…