Chương 87: Upper Rank Six Appears
Danmachi: Hestia's First Hero · The Devoted Reader · 89 chương · ~12 phút đọc · Tạo 04/08/2026
"Wait. I am going too." Zenitsu, who had been unconscious, slowly stood up. A spark flashed through his hair, and a huge snot bubble hung from his nose.
"I see. Captain knocked Zenitsu out so his sleeping personality could take over," Tanjiro understood at once.
"Mm. Zenitsu is only useful when he is asleep. All right, move out." Soon, Cael and Tengen arrived at Kyogokuya, the house where Daki lived. Here, she used the name Warabihime. Whenever a beautiful courtesan was about to leave Yoshiwara, Daki would eat her or seal her in her underground nest as food for later. Those women were either being bought out or fleeing privately, so even if they disappeared, it seemed reasonable enough. No one suspected her. Daki had existed here like this for two hundred years.
No one knew how many courtesans she had eaten. A conservative estimate would still be over a thousand.
"Madam, have you ever seen or met a woman who was shockingly beautiful but had an incredibly vicious personality?"
"Or have you heard stories about oiran whose appearance never changed, whether people saw them as children, adults, or elders?"
"They also have a particular habit. When displeased, they tilt their heads and glare sideways." Cael asked the proprietress receiving guests with a bright, cheerful smile. At the end, he touched his chin playfully. The proprietress looked at the two oddly dressed men who had suddenly appeared before her. The color drained from her face, and fear flashed through her eyes. The fewer people knew about such things, the better.
"I am only asking for fun. We are not in a hurry. Besides, long before we arrived here, we could already feel the demon aura in the air, along with a faint pressure. We did not hide our presence either. She discovered us a while ago." Cael shrugged. If this had happened when he had just become an adventurer, this demon aura and pressure might have made him cautious. But now, he felt no danger at all. With his current strength in this world, only one word described him now: strong.
"After becoming this much stronger, I can sense where demons are hiding from far away. Hurry up, bring the demon down, and let me find my wives." Tengen spoke coldly. He pulled the chained blades from his back, swung them in a flashy flourish, and looked toward the figure slowly moving out from behind the screen. Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.
"You really are a winner in life. Three wives. Zenitsu was going insane with envy." Blue magical light appeared in Cael's hand, forming a white sword. With his other hand, he opened a small porcelain bottle and poured fragrant medicine over the blade. Daki's combat power was probably around upper-class Lv. 2, perhaps just brushing Lv. 3. Demons were different from monsters.
Even if their raw strength was only at that level, their terrifying regeneration, immortality, and Blood Demon Arts could greatly increase their combat power. They were like Lv. 2 adventurers with several rare Skills, able to fight above their level.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Tengen said.
"Even a god favors you. There is Miss Lili, and that Amazoness girl too. There must be more. You are much more impressive than I am."
"You flatter me." Cael waved a hand. In truth, only Lili and Lady Hestia had a real emotional relationship with him right now.
"Who... who are you people?" The proprietress's hands and feet trembled as cold sweat ran down her face. Having heard so much, and being a house owner in Yoshiwara, she naturally understood. In truth, she had suspected it for a long time. After Warabihime came to the house, the girls had suffered injuries, fled, or even supposedly committed suicide. They had all been abused to death by her. Her personality was terrifyingly poisonous, yet everyone feared her deep down.
The proprietress had already been gathering the courage to question Warabihime.
"Us? We are Demon Slayers. We hunt man-eating demons. Those courtesans who supposedly fled or were bought out never truly left. They vanished into a demon's stomach, did they not, Upper Rank Six, Daki?" Cael looked calmly at the bewitching oiran who had walked out from behind the screen.
"Demon Slayers? Such strong auras. You are not ordinary swordsmen. You are Hashira, aren't you? You found me so quickly. Oh, those three girls were in contact with you, weren't they? Hehehe." The woman in oiran clothing looked at the two of them and laughed. Her terrifying aura rose, and her clothes rapidly split into sash-like ribbons around her body. Only a black net-like outfit remained to cover the important parts. Her beautiful face transformed as if stage makeup were taking shape across it.
The words Upper Rank appeared in her left eye, and Six was carved into her right. Pink markings spread across her face and forehead. Her tongue licked her lips.
"I thought I would need to spend some effort luring a Hashira here. You came by yourselves. And two Hashira at once. I heard Upper Rank Three was killed by you people. Now I will kill both of you, eat you, and that person will certainly praise me."
"Oh? Since you know Upper Rank Three was killed, where does half of Upper Rank Six get such confidence? Your other half, your brother? Enough nonsense. Call your brother out." Cael's attitude of not taking Daki seriously made veins bulge on her forehead.
"A mere Hashira thinks he can look down on me? Die!" They were only Demon Slayer Hashira. She had eaten seven Hashira, and her brother had eaten fifteen. How dare he underestimate her? Dozens of sashes swept through the air like octopus tentacles, surrounding the two men as if to swallow prey whole. The sashes scraped through the air with sharp sounds. Only something hard and incredibly fast could scrape through the air like that.
A Demon Slayer who was not a Hashira would hardly be able to follow the attack with the naked eye. But against Cael...
"Too slow." Cael leisurely raised his sword. A faint light appeared along the blade. His foot struck the floor, and he appeared in front of Daki a heartbeat later. Behind him, several white arcs remained, along with sashes sliced into neat strips. He was so fast that his sword light had not yet vanished before his body had already appeared ahead of it.
"What?" Daki's eyes widened. Her body could not react at all as more than ten streaks of white light crossed her vision.

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