Chapter 270: Enmu’s Death
Enmu’s smug grin faltered for a split second as I stepped into view. "So, you finally show yourself," he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "You’re the one Lady Muzanette fears. The one who dares to challenge her control."
I raised an eyebrow at his words, feigning ignorance. "Lady Muzanette? Oh, you must mean the one sending you lot to your deaths. How’s that working out for her so far?"
His confidence wavered, and the corners of his mouth twitched with irritation. "You think you’re clever, don’t you?" he sneered. "But you’re nothing more than a pest in her grand design."
I let out a chuckle, keeping my tone casual yet sharp. "If I’m a pest, what does that make you? A glorified slug hitching a ride on this train, pretending to be important?"
Beside me, Mitsuri stifled a laugh, her cheerful demeanor peeking through even in the heat of the moment. My teasing seemed to calm her nerves, and I could feel her resolve steadying as she tightened her grip on her sword.
Enmu’s face twisted in rage. "You dare mock me?! I’ll kill you and everyone you care about!" His voice rose into a screech as the train itself groaned and twisted unnaturally. The windows shattered, and the metal walls seemed to ripple as though alive.
Then, the transformation began.
The train itself warped grotesquely, fusing with Enmu’s body. Flesh melded into steel, and the compartments turned into pulsating veins as the demon became one with his vessel. It was like watching a nightmare unfold in real time.
"I’ll kill every last person on this train," Enmu growled, his voice now echoing from all directions. "Let’s see if you Demon Slayers can save them all!"
I sighed, feeling the weight of his arrogance more than his threat. "Typical demon theatrics," I muttered. "Always so dramatic."
Mitsuri turned to me, her expression determined but tinged with concern. "Alex-san, what’s the plan? There are so many passengers to protect!"
I gave her a reassuring nod. "You focus on keeping the passengers safe. Leave the demon to me."