Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 235 Different Ghost

"Is everything really alright? Rinko-senpai!"

"So, I'm saying, no need to call me senior... I'm not your senior... Also, I'm fine... I've already said that."

He is almost carved from the same template as Kyojuro.

He is cheerful, outgoing, enthusiastic and caring about others. He is the one who is responsible for carrying someone around, while Lin Guang is just sitting in the box, doing nothing and enjoying the quiet journey. However, the other party starts asking him from time to time and is constantly concerned about his feelings.

"You won't get sunburned! It's a beautiful day today, and the sun is shining brightly!"

"No, it's okay... the box is well made, I won't get sunburned."

"You didn't get bumped, did you? The road was a bit steep just now!"

"No, it's okay. I don't feel anything."

"Rinko-senpai! Do you want to take a break?"

"That's totally unnecessary. And if I really have to ask you, I should be the one asking you this..."

Such conversations happened again and again, at any moment during the journey, without even repeating the reasons. Lin Guang felt that this man had never been quiet.

Lin Guang didn't feel upset about this. He knew very well that the man kept asking because he cared about him. From a long time ago, he would never say no to someone who kept expressing friendliness like this. He was just a little helpless, or a little confused.

Why would a man care so much about him and be so careful?

Doesn't he know that the box he is carrying on his back contains an upper-rank demon, not a real ordinary child?

No, even an ordinary child could not express the man's vigilance. Lin Guang felt that he seemed to think that he was carrying a porcelain doll that could shatter at any time due to a small collision.

"Rinko-senpai! You—"

"You should know that you are carrying a ghost on your back, right?"

When asking again, Lin Guang finally couldn't help but interrupt in advance.

"Yes! I know very well! That Rinkou-senpai is a ghost!"

"So you should also know that, apart from the sun above your head, nothing else can hurt me, let alone a small bump like this. Is that clear?"

"I know! But before Rinko--"

"No seniors."

"...But Rinkou did help us! He taught me seriously! So I should respect you! You proved it yourself! You are different from other demons! I saw that even without the gag and locked in the box, the Flame Pillar was sitting right next to you, and you never hurt him. When we were training and bleeding, you never showed the same reaction as a demon. You have been hungry for a long time, haven't you? But you still didn't attack us! You are different!"

This is such a passage that no one knows how to comment on it.

Lin Guang sighed, and the moment his body relaxed, he naturally leaned backwards. His back was pressed against the wood, and there was only a thin layer of wood between him and his excited and vigorous heart. For a ghost, this layer of wood could hardly be called an effective defense.

If he wanted to, breaking this layer of wood and pulling out the living heart from that body would be just a thought. As long as he wanted to, as long as he did it, the man could die here at this moment.

What a naive man.

He actually has no self-awareness at all about the current situation.

Just based on these few days of getting along, these few meetings, and that little bit of observation, you dare to judge him so arbitrarily and give him the name of innocence.

A different ghost?

What's the difference? He is also the same ghost. He has killed many people since the past and is still alive today. He has killed people, eaten people, and drunk thin blood. He is a ghost who will die immediately when he sees the sun.

What's the difference between it and other ghosts?

All those things about him not being interested in these players, and not launching an attack because he was hungry for a long time, were just his own problems. He had found it difficult to sense hunger since a long time ago, and his sense of smell was naturally defective. Therefore, these could not be regarded as evidence.

As for the claim that he wouldn't attack Kyojuro even without the gag, that was nonsense. Kyojuro was his friend, and who would bare their fangs to a friend? Even if he was hungry, he wouldn't start with Kyojuro.

These things were not enough to prove the difference between him and ordinary ghosts. In Lin Guang's view, all of this was just proving to him how many flaws he had as a ghost.

But all of this became the evidence that this man was worthy of his trust.

Just horrible.

It's so naive, does such a person know that he will be deceived to death by Douma? He is a hopeless fool who will be grateful even after being deceived into handing himself over to Douma's mouth.

He did all this not because he really wanted to help others, but just for himself, so that Kyojuro could continue to be friends with him, and so that Kyojuro would be willing to turn into a ghost on his own initiative. How could such impure purposes and actions be used as evidence?

"You're wrong. I'm just a ghost, just a ghost, just like all the ghosts you know, just an ordinary ghost. Maybe I'm a little more powerful, an upper-rank ghost, but that only means that I really am a ghost."

The raised hand clenched twice in the air, but in the end it didn't catch anything, nor did it break anything. It just fell down, quietly, submissively, and obediently landing at the side of the body, as if everything was still the same.

"I don't think so, Rinkou-senpai."

"I told you not to go forward..."

"No! Rinkou-senpai is Rinkou-senpai! Whether it's in terms of age or because you guided me, you are my senior! Even if Rinkou-senpai is a ghost, even if Rinkou-senpai doesn't admit it, but you taught me, you taught us, and that won't change!"

What kind of nonsense is this?

Lin Guang lowered his head.

What a stupid yet passionate person this is.

He closed his eyes.

All that was left before my eyes was pure black.

He is a person like Kyojuro, like flame, like the sun.

Forget it, let him be.

Lin Guang thought.