Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 265 Shimi

"Is Rinko really a ghost?"

"I can't tell at all, is this true?"

"But to be able to fight with the Pillars in such a back-and-forth manner, only a demon could do it besides the Pillars."

The sound of trivial discussions surrounded him, one chatter after another. Lin Guang tilted his head to look at the man on the left, then at the one on the right.

To be honest, this is the first time he has been so popular since he joined the training to become a pillar. In other places, the members of the Demon Slayer Corps are either afraid of him or hate and fear him, or they are curious about him but dare not come up to talk to him. But it is very subtle. Thanks to Busai, who seems to be rated as the most difficult pillar to get along with in the Demon Slayer Corps, Rinkou seems very popular here.

Or maybe it's because he can handle the entire night of fighting with Busou by himself, and every time Busou fights with him all night, he will be in a better mood the next day, so they like him more.

The reason is unknown, but the conclusion remains the same.

During the day when he couldn't participate in training, Lingguang would watch the training outside in a room that was not exposed to the sun, or lie on his back in a box, or find a place in the room to sit as if he had no bones.

And every time Busei left the scene for a short time, the team members who were lying on the ground, pretending to be dead, or really didn't have the strength to get up would quietly lean towards the door of the room where the sun didn't shine. A few scattered people would lie down in the corridor in an orderly manner. The brave ones would even come up to him directly like this and whisper something to him.

"What are you doing!"

After hearing these loud shouts, the group of people immediately crawled back to the yard, trying to pretend that nothing had happened.

"Rinko! If you can't help during the day, go back to your box!"

Busei yelled at him, but Rinkou didn't hear much annoyance or anger in his voice, but more of a mixture of irritation and helplessness.

"understood."

He nodded in response, turned around and got into the wooden box. The box tilted due to gravity because of his sudden entry, and stood still with a "bang" after he sat down.

Then there was the sound of a box shaking slightly. Lin Guang adjusted his position in the narrow box. After the shaking stopped, a hand stretched out from the box and closed the door with a snap.

"I'm staying—"

A slightly muffled sound came from the box, and it seemed even lighter due to the echo in the empty room.

No response is the best response. Busei withdrew his gaze and roared at the group of teammates in front of him who were also watching the show.

"What are you looking at? You've already finished your training, right? Do you think you've passed the test?"

Without Lin Guang saying anything, the team members standing in the yard could already guess a message from such roars.

Zhu was angry.

They are done for today.

The facts were just as these poor team members had thought. As wailing sounded one after another in the courtyard, Rinko quietly opened the door in front of him a crack. The sound of the wooden door opening was not obvious and was easily covered up. Rinko gradually mustered up the courage to look outside. By the afternoon, when the people in the courtyard had time to rest because someone came to call away Buseichuan, half of Rinko's body was already exposed, with his chin supported by his hands, and the boy's legs swaying in the box.

When Busei turned around, he noticed the boy's arrogant behavior, but after thinking it over, he decided to deal with the matter at hand first. He just made a gesture to indicate that he would deal with him when he came back.

"Rinko - can you beat the Wind Pillar to death tonight and then stand up? I really can't hold on any longer... There is no time to rest. Unless you are beaten unconscious or trained to vomit, you are not even allowed to lie down."

The team member who rushed over first was a smart guy. After being beaten several times, he lay on the ground for a long time. After he recovered, he barely stood up. As a result, he was knocked to the ground again after a while. Although the beating was very severe, he did have enough time to rest.

"But I think you've had enough rest..."

With his head supported by his two hands, he looked at the other person at an angle, exposing the other person's lies in a nonchalant manner.

"But I really can't hold on any longer...Rinko..."

Another team member who was lying on the wooden board in the corridor was wailing. Lin Guang also had some impression of him. He was trying very hard, but he really couldn't keep up with the level of training of Busei. Several times he was so exhausted that he vomited and couldn't get up.

Pilgrim cries for mercy came one after another. Rinko shook his head and legs, listening to their chatter and thinking about how to prove that Busui had actually been very merciful to them.

"Hey, you guys, how can you beg for mercy from a ghost?"

Unlike the voices around him, a voice with a mixture of indifference and disgust came from farther away. Lin Guang raised his head with an effort, and saw a man with a conspicuous scar on his face. He didn't have much impression of him. He was a new member who had joined recently, but he trained very hard. Even though his strength could not catch up, he relied on his perseverance to persevere until now.

"That's not quite right. Although Rinkou is a demon, he's helping the Demon Slayer Corps, just like Nezuko. Mixing up with other demons... is too much."

It can't be said to be an argument, but there were indeed some small disagreements. The shaking legs stopped and gently fell into the box. The hands that were supporting the chin also fell to the floor, folded together, and supported the upper body with the arms.

"That's also a ghost. Even if he helps now, can he erase the mistakes he made in the past? The lives taken by evil ghosts will not be resurrected. Does he think that by helping now, the deaths of those people will be treated as if they never happened?"

"Hey... that's too..."

"Did I say something wrong?!"

Looking through the crowd were a pair of dark eyes. There was no hatred or anger in those eyes. The man was not overwhelmed by emotions. On the contrary, his face was calm and his eyes were full of determination.

He really meant what he said.

"Actually, you're not wrong. I'm a ghost, and this fact won't change just because I'm helping you now. And... in the final analysis, I'm helping you now only because I want to be friends with Fuzukawa, because he's Kyojuro's friend, that's all. If it weren't for Kyojuro..."

Lin Guang tilted his head, his expression and tone remained unchanged.

"I probably won't be here, let alone come to train with you."

It seemed that there was no need for Rinko to explain more clearly what this subtext represented. The atmosphere became strangely quiet, an ominous silence, but Rinko did not take it to heart.

"If you don't start training soon...Buzukawa will scold you when he gets back."

He said lightly.

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"He'll take you to the next location. The man in charge there is called Gyoumei Gyoumei, the Rock Pillar. You probably haven't met him yet, but that's okay. You probably won't be able to help with the training there."

"Then why do you want me to go there? If I can't help, why not go somewhere else?"

"Because Butterfly said he would go there to find you later, and Purgatory also told you to wait for him there, so I want you to go there and don't cause trouble for Mr. Beimingyu. Do you understand?"

"Why would I cause trouble if I can't help?"

"Just listen carefully when I'm talking to you, don't argue!"

The fist landed on the top of his head with such force that even Lin Guang could feel a certain degree of pain.

"I know, I know. I'll listen to Xingming."

"Call me Mr. Beimingyu! You bastard!"

This blow was heavier than the previous one. Lin Guang hugged his head exaggeratedly and reached out to pull the door while responding.

"I know, I know. I won't cause any more trouble. Shiya really has a bad temper!"

The last note was followed by the sound of the door being slammed shut. When Shiya tried to pull it open, it was too late. The boy had already grasped the board tightly from the inside. Unless he removed the box, the door would definitely not be opened today.

"Wait for me to teach you a lesson later!"

"Okay, okay, I got it—let's go, don't waste time—"