|Kimetsu no Yaiba| Lady of the Demon lord <Translated>

2. Ruthless guest

"What's wrong? Why you guys are hiding behind me like that? You're normally very happy to see guests."

Nezuko and her siblings whispered at the door, Nezuko was worried a lot when she saw them acting strangely, but couldn't speak right in front of the guest like that, so she had to find somewhere else to ask.

"I'm sorry nee-chan, but somehow we don't want to get close to him, he looks so scary ..."

Hanako lowered her face, not daring to look at her sister. The rest of the children do the same because fearing her scolding is disrespectful.

But Nezuko said nothing but smiled to comfort her little siblings. She couldn't scold them, because she also felt the same way.

"Shall we go back to the living room? Don't worry, I'll protect you all, let's come back."

Her hands rubbed each of them, trying to reassure that everything would be all right, nothing to be afraid of. But strangely, what is this feeling of insecurity...?

"Nee-chan, I'm sleepy."

Rokuta, the youngest brother gently clung to haori Nezuko, his eyes faintly wanting to fall asleep.
Nezuko laughed, she told the other three to go to the living room first, and she would go patting Rokuta to sleep.
Gently picking up her little brother, she picked it up and walked back to her room.

"Wait a minute, I'll go get the mattress out."

Nezuko gently patted Rokuta's head and put him down. Pulling out the mattress from the cupboard, she heard a loud noise coming from the living room.

The feeling of discomfort grew, she told Rokuta to sit here and wait for her, and she ran away to see what happened.

As soon as she arrived in the living room, a terrible scene occurred before her eyes. Mom, Hanako, Shigeru and Takeo fall onto the cold ground one after another, and the one standing on top of them is Muzan!!

"S-sister... run-n...!"

Takeo saw her standing right there, with all his might the boy wished she could escape quickly and ask someone to help. But how could it be, her feet were dead, unable to move even a little. He turned his bloodshot eyes to her, blood-stained hands as if just moving, he would pounce on and kill her.

Her breathing became heavy, her eyes blurred, her mind panicked, unable to think.

"NEE-CHAN!!!"

Rokuta's voice caught her awake, she turning to her little brother who was rushing towards her.
Recognizing that his gaze was on Rokuta, she hurriedly hugged the boy and ran out quickly.
Muzan starts to attack Nezuko, she tries to run fast and dodge all of his attacks.

But if she can dodge the first, but the second, she is not sure she can. Her foot just touched the cold snow, it was the moment she collapsed. Her back received a pretty deep and big blow, and despite the pain, she covered her younger brother with her body.

Losing so much blood made her eyes darken, and her strength was not much, but Nezuko could not give up. She put all her strength into her hand, clinging to the thick snow, dragging herself and her brother away from him.

"Give up."

His voice from behind made her cold. In his footsteps, she could hear it growing from behind. But she couldn't give up, even though the pain was excruciating, even death was imminent, she had to live!

She had to live to be able to save her brother in her own hands, she had to live to find help, and she had to live ...to give back everything he did to her family!

Muzan watched the little girl try to escape from him. He did nothing, just stood there with a scornful smile. What a very resilient, nauseating, resilient will.

"Hey you lowly human."

He stood in front of her, one foot kicking her arm hard. Nezuko shouted painfully, her jade eyes indignantly stared at him. He laughed, Muzan seemed to enjoy that look from her.

Nezuko clutched her younger brother in one hand, the boy fainted from the impact with the ground. Fortunately it didn't hurt him, just fainted. Both her haori and her kimono were stained with a crimson color of blood, the wound was really burning, but she had to bite her teeth to endure crying or being weak. Her heart was now filled with indignation, anger, and hatred. Those things couldn't be hidden from her eyes.

"Look at you, how pathetic. You seem to hate me, right? If I let you live, you will surely seek my revenge, right?"

Yes, he is right. If he let her live, she would definitely go find him and take revenge, she hated him, hated him, hated him!

Muzan looks at her, he knows what she thinks.

"Then I really look forward to you ...unless you can get all of this."

Muzan's hand tightened on her neck, his fingers were lodged in her flesh, making her scream in pain. Enough of his blood infused into her, he violently threw her onto the cold snow-covered ground, then turned his back on, leaving the mess he had caused.

But before that, her younger brother that she's always protect, shielded in her lap has been killed by him right in her hand when just finished blood transfusion. He isn't blind, no matter how much she covers it is useless.

Muzan is gone, and Nezuko?

She was still lying there, the pinky skin just now turned pale blue against the cold snow. Her consciousness was lost, but her hand still squeezed her brother in her lap with the slight desire that he was alive, still breathing and just fainted.

But Nezuko, your fire of hope has been extinguished!

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This was a warning from your brother!