Gyutaro is unfortunate.
Because of his ugly appearance, he was disliked by his biological mother from a young age and ostracized by his peers. His only toy every day was a sickle.
As a child, he raised his younger sister, Mela, with a sickle, and his life improved after she grew up.
Because his sister's beautiful face made it easy for her to get money from men, he stood in the shadows with a sickle to protect her.
His sister, Mei, has always been his pride and joy, which is why he was dismissive when he heard her praising a man's good looks. In his world, his sister is the most beautiful.
But he never expected that when he returned home that night, his sister had gotten into a fight with a samurai and was severely burned. By the time he found out, it was too late.
Although he killed the samurai, he could not save his sister.
But he was also lucky.
He met Ryūri while his sister was still alive, a man who was incredibly beautiful and, to him, like a god.
After he fed his sister and himself the blood bestowed by the dragon, their bodies began to subtly change.
The girl, who was barely breathing, suddenly started breathing again. Then, the charred skin on her body began to peel off, revealing the smooth and white skin underneath, just like that of a newborn baby.
"elder brother..."
Mei, now rejuvenated, opened her eyes in a daze.
"plum!"
Gyutaro looked at his sister with great emotion, tears streaming down his face. He hugged her tightly, releasing all the fear and despair he felt at the thought of losing her.
"Why are you crying, brother?"
Although Mei was a little confused, she still reached out and hugged her brother.
Gyutaro's tears suddenly stopped. He turned around and knelt down before Ryuri: "Thank you for saving my sister. From this day forward, my life belongs to you!"
Mei then noticed Long Li standing to the side. She glanced at Long Li's face and suddenly realized that this was the handsome man she had seen earlier.
She suddenly remembered what had happened before. She had clashed with that samurai, who had poured gasoline on her and set her on fire. She was still alive and well now. Was it because this person had saved her?
Seeing his sister standing there in a daze, Gyutaro became anxious: "Mei, quickly thank this gentleman!"
"Huh? Me? Oh, oh!"
Mei, looking dazed, quickly followed her brother's example and knelt down.
"You are very beautiful."
Longli squatted down, pinched the girl's chin, and examined her carefully.
The girl was already extremely beautiful, but now that she has become a ghost, the demonic features on her face have added a unique kind of beauty to her.
Mei swallowed hard, feeling somewhat lost and helpless, and looked at her brother.
Ryūri didn't do anything. He stood up, patted Mei's head, and then looked at Gyutaro: "Strive to become stronger so that you can continue to protect your sister. Since she is the person you love the most, you must never let her get hurt again."
After all, this is the only chance to save her; don't wait until she's dead to regret it.
Mei stared blankly at Ryuji... He's so gentle!
Suddenly a voice came from over there.
"Wow, that's really touching!"
Long Li's hair stood on end instantly. Was someone behind him?
How could he not have noticed at all!
When did it get close?
He slowly turned around and saw a figure walking slowly towards them in the snow in the distance.
It doesn't smell like a human, is it a ghost?
Suddenly, a flash of moonlight illuminated the person's eyes!
In his scarlet pupils, the words "upper string" and "two" were particularly eye-catching!
Upper Moon?
Is this the Upper Moon that Lord Muzan was talking about?
Just standing here, you can feel the immense pressure!
That's really scary!
He didn't understand what this suddenly appearing Upper Moon wanted to do.
Since he had only been a ghost for less than a day, he was unaware of whether there was any conflict among ghosts.
But he turned slightly to the side, blocking Mei and her brother, a scene that Mei and Gyutaro happened to notice.
"I never expected to encounter such a scene."
The Upper Moon Two's gaze fell on Mei's face, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes: "Wow, what a lovely girl. But to become a ghost is just too cute. I wish I had met you sooner, then I could have eaten you. Pretty girls usually don't taste too bad."
Mei trembled with fear, cowering tightly behind her brother, Gyutaro. Gyutaro stared hostilely at the man in the distance, his eyes flashing with wariness and anger.
"Why are you all looking at me like that?" The man tilted his head, a mocking smile on his face. "I'm the Upper Moon One, you know. By all accounts, I'm your superior. Shouldn't you greet me when you see me?"
A tense atmosphere filled the air, utterly silent. None of the three people... or rather, the three ghosts, showed any intention of speaking.
"Sigh." The man sighed, feigning distress. "What's wrong with ghosts these days? They don't even greet their superiors, let alone say a word. It's really disappointing."
Just then, Mei suddenly felt a chill rise up her spine. To her horror, she discovered that a cold hand had been placed on her shoulder without her noticing.
The man who had been speaking just moments before suddenly appeared silently behind her.
She was so frightened that her body stiffened, and she dared not move at all.
"I happen to be short of a maidservant. Would you be interested in being one?" The man's voice rang in Mei's ears, carrying a chilling and sinister tone.
"You bastard! What do you think you're going to do to my sister!" Gyutaro roared, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
But someone acted even faster than him!
Ryūri remained on high alert from the moment Doma appeared. When Doma appeared behind Mei, Ryūri had already unleashed his Blood Demon Art!
Fine needles made of blood shot towards Douma from different directions. Douma's eyes flashed with surprise as he allowed these blood needles to pierce his body.
"This is really novel. What kind of attack is this?"
Like a curious child, Doma pulled out a blood needle from his body and examined it carefully.
"Your body movements seem to have slowed down. Is it because of the toxins inside? Wow, that's amazing! Is this your Blood Demon Art?!"
He looked at Longli like a curious child.
"Yes."
Longli nodded.
Douma tilted his head, his eyes lighting up instantly: "I didn't even notice before. You're a boy, aren't you? You're even prettier than that little girl."
However, I still have to tell you that fighting among demons is forbidden, even if you're a lower moon demon. But as your superior, I can punish you!
He smiled, and then Long Li felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, as if someone was cutting his internal organs with a knife!
A trickle of blood ran down the corner of his mouth. His internal organs were constantly in the process of being injured and healed. Although the injury he suffered a second ago could be healed the next second, the pain was very real!
Fortunately, Longli was already used to pain.
At this moment, he looked at the man in front of him, who was marked with the words "Upper Moon" and "Second Moon" in his eyes, and the anger in his eyes was burning continuously.