Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 210 Are friends

The flat paper was pressed on the table, flipped and aligned under the control of the palm, and then pressed down. After the friction sound, clear creases appeared on the white paper, again and again. Both the person who folded the paper and the boy who brought the paper were watching with the same seriousness.

Only Xuan Mi on the other bed frowned slightly, thinking that this scene looked a little stupid.

Isn't it just origami... Is it necessary for both of them to hold their breath and concentrate like they are handling something dangerous...

"finished!"

As Tanjiro raised his right hand high, the final product finally appeared in front of three pairs of eyes.

Xuan Mi looked at the paper airplane held high in the air, feeling full of complaints, but before he could say a word he was drowned out by the cheers of the boy who was extremely enthusiastic.

"Oh! Done, done!"

The boy's enthusiastic applause was followed by a look of confusion on his face.

"So what is this?"

He has no idea what this is, yet he's still cheering along... Why can't he even recognize a paper airplane? Is it okay for a ghost to have such a lack of common sense? Is his brain really broken? After all, is this guy actually an upper-rank ghost? This can't be a misunderstanding...

"This is a paper airplane. If you pinch it here and throw it, it will fly. Rinko, you can try it."

Unlike Xuanya's subtle expression and his forbearance of obviously wanting to say something but ultimately not saying a single word, Tanjiro explained with extraordinary patience. He placed the folded airplane between Rinko's raised hands. The boy held the paper airplane carefully as if he had received a treasure. Under Tanjiro's guidance, he pinched a corner of the airplane, then slowly got off the bed, with all his attention focused on the paper airplane in his hands.

Xuanya leaned against the head of the bed with one leg curled up, sitting not very straight. He watched Rinko move down from Tanjiro's bed, and then ran around the room in circles holding the plane.

"Paper airplanes are meant to be flown, idiot. They won't fly high if you just hold them like that."

Xuan Mi couldn't help but speak. Tanjiro had just taught this kid how to play, but after landing, he could only hold it up and run around. Is he really a child?

Hearing his words, Lin Guang, who was holding the plane, immediately turned around and ran towards his bed. The hand holding the plane was raised high, and when he reached the bed, it was almost in front of him.

"But if I throw it, it'll hit the wall and fall down, and the plane will be damaged."

Lin Guang raised his head, blinked and spoke. Xuan Mi paused after hearing this explanation, then looked at the paper on the table and spoke.

"If it's broken, can't you just fold it? There's plenty of paper here."

"May I?!"

The reaction was unexpectedly intense, and the sound was so loud that Xuan Mi was frightened, and Ling Guang also jumped onto the bed, as if this was the only way to express his joy.

The face suddenly came very close, and the eyes blinked, looking as pitiful as a puppy on the street.

"Of course...and keep your voice down and don't look at me like that..."

Xuan Mi waved his hand gently, and after persuasion failed, he still reached out to slightly block Lin Guang's sight, pushed him slightly, and let Lin Guang get off his bed.

"Is it really possible!"

"Of course, of course. I'll fold one for you right away, so stop making noise...be quiet..."

Tanjiro couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of the two boys, one big and one small, arguing with each other. He waved his hand when Xuanya looked at him fiercely.

"I just think that Rinkou is very similar to my younger brother at home, and so is Xuanya, so I'm very happy. Xuanya is very popular with Rinkou, which is great-"

So I said, who wants to be liked by ghosts?

Xuan Mi sighed inwardly.

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"What does Rinkou do when you're not here?"

This was Tanjiro's question. Rinko would come to check on them every morning, but he might not stay here for long. It was rare for him to play around with Xuanya and make a bunch of origami models like today.

Usually she would just come to say hello and chat for a few words, but would be called back by Miss Shinobu before Xiaokui and the others came to check on the situation.

Like today, when Xiaokui and the others came to check, it was the first time that Rinkou was still sitting there playing with paper boats. Xiaoqing, Xiaocheng, and Xiaosui were all shocked. Although everyone knew that there was an upper-rank demon left in the Butterfly House, this was the first time they actually saw him.

"I'm helping Shinobu."

Lin Guang took a piece of white paper and tried hard to fold a small boat by himself according to the way Xuan Mi had just demonstrated.

"We need to align here... Can you help? Won't it cause her trouble?"

Xuanya asked back as he reached out to correct Lin Guang's mistake.

"Xuanya, don't talk to Rinko like that..."

"Of course, because Shinobu doesn't need me to do much. Although I can recognize and pick the herbs, she only gave me something to drink. Those things smelled delicious, but I can't taste them, so I don't know what they are, but they should be very good."

Lin Guang lowered his head and carefully folded the paper, turned it over, folded it again, and then carefully pulled it to stretch it out, seemingly not caring about Xuan Mi's tone.

"Give you something to drink? Can ghosts eat human food?"

This time Xuan Mi asked out of genuine curiosity.

"I told you not to talk to Rinko like that, Xuanya..."

"Sure. Ghosts and humans have different senses of taste and smell, so ghosts find human food unpalatable. But my tongue is damaged and I can't taste it, so it's okay. If it's food, I can smell it. Shinobu said I have the same sense of smell as humans."

Rinkou explained calmly, and the boat in his hand took shape after stretching. The boy slid off the bed and placed the boat in Tanjiro's hand.

"It's okay, Xuan Mi means no harm, I can tell, and we're all friends so it's okay."

Rinko smiled at Tanjiro, then returned to Xuanya's bed to continue torturing the next piece of paper.

"But eating human food makes my stomach upset and I vomit it out. After Shinobu found out, she only gave me things to drink."

Rinko spoke without hesitation, but Xuanya and Tanjiro were both slightly stunned.

"You just keep drinking every day? Is that considered helping?"

Xuan Mi asked uncertainly.

"Of course, it's not just that he's been drinking. Occasionally, Shinobu gives me injections and stuff like that, but since there's been no response, Shinobu seems a little troubled lately."

Is Miss Shinobu feeding Rinko something to eat? It smells delicious?

Come to think of it, Rinko has been smelling like wisteria lately...

Rinko has the scent of Rinko on her body, but it is a very faint scent, vague enough not to make out what kind of smell it is. Only when emotions are revealed can Tanjiro clearly capture it, but it is only enough to distinguish the authenticity of those emotions, not enough to label Rinko.

But lately, Rinko has been smelling like wisteria...

Did I give him some more wisteria sachets or...

"Rinkou, you really don't feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Tanjiro looked at Rinko and asked cautiously.

The boy held up the newly folded paper boat and resolutely stuffed it into Xuan Mi's hands despite Xuan Mi's reluctance.

"No."

He replied.