Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 10 - Sometimes, people just need a kind of blind self-confidence
One person and one ghost, tens of meters apart, staring at each other.

The snow drifted slowly, and the two of them were like sculptures, motionless.

— No, not right.

——If you think about it carefully, something is wrong.

Wuyou squatted halfway, he stared cautiously at Kamado Tanjuro's direction, his black suit became bulging, and under the clothes were surging muscles.

His five brains were thinking wildly, and very confused at the same time.

what happened? !
Why is he here! ? !

why? !

——Did that guy Hei Si Mou lie to me? !
No, humans... can't live that long.

Offspring?No, it's impossible.

That guy has no offspring at all!

Telling Wu Mi that guy crawled out of the grave to hunt him down is better than telling him to believe that there are gods in this world.

Wu Mi's pupils twitched rapidly, and he always felt that something was wrong.

But every time he looked at that earring, he felt a piercing pain.

……

opposite.

Kamado Tanjuro was slightly retreating his left foot, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and holding the handle with his right, in the posture of drawing the sword.

click.

Put your thumb against the knife.

--Do not.

——At the end of the day, even if you are seen through, so what.

Kamado Tanjuro held the handle tightly with his hand on the handle, and his skin rubbed against the handle, making a creaking sound.

——He has changed the original ending of the family members.

- Enough already!

"Hiss——" Zaomen Tanjuro inhaled slightly, and the cold air around him instantly gathered in his direction, turning into a converging airflow.

- Exactly.

— that's enough.

He looked forward with calm and firm eyes.

The cold wind and snow blew through Tanjuro's hair, causing it to flow slightly.

In his crimson pupils, there was a reflection of Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi, who was half crouching in the snow not far away.

Next, whatever he does, just take advantage of it.

——It’s all earned.

Kamado Tanjuro's heart gradually calmed down, as if he had returned to his usual daily life, without any waves.

He had no expression on his face, and looked at Wu Mi quietly.

Slowly close your eyes, then slowly open them again.

Tanjuro's five senses reached their sharpest peak the moment he closed his eyes and opened them again.
The next moment, the world seemed to have changed in Tanjuro's eyes.

Swish-!
An invisible wind rose from under Tanjuro and spread to Wuyou not far away.

In an instant, a circular area with the radius of the distance from himself to Wu Mi was enveloped.

Time seemed to slow down, the shaking of leaves, the falling of snow, and the blowing snow brought by the wind all of a sudden slowed down.

It seems to be beating frame by frame.

Not far from the opposite side.

Wu Mi was trying to get up slowly, at the same time.

His body gradually became transparent in Tanjuro's eyes.

When standing up, the friction and contraction between the muscles and bones, the twisting of the blood vessels, and the ups and downs of the lungs are all clearly visible.

And - the five brains and seven hearts constantly swimming in Wu Mi's body.

——See through the world.

It seems to feel something.

Wu Mi was supporting the tree to get up slowly, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes fixed on Tanjuro Zaomen, and his eyes were slightly startled.

Looking at Tanjurou, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

--what happens?

But a few breaths passed.

--why?
Wuyou stared at Zamon Tanjuro, his pupils trembling slightly.

——Obviously the person is still standing there.

——Why did the breath disappear?

Suddenly, Wu Mi seemed to remember something, and his forced composure suddenly collapsed.

--correct!
This feeling is very familiar.

——300 years ago... the first time I saw that lingering guy, I felt the same way for a moment.

Excessive tension made Wu Mi's head congested, and his thinking became a little dull.

Or rather, he didn't dare to think about it.

No misery, gave up thinking.

at this time.

Swish!
The sound of breaking through the air came from the opposite side.

laugh--

Then came the sound of steam like boiling water.

Wu Mi hurriedly looked in the direction of Kamado Tanjuro.

Tanjuro drew his sword.

Swish!
The scorching He Knife glowed red the moment it appeared in the dark night, shining brightly like the sun.

laugh--

The contact between the high temperature and the cold outside instantly evaporated the snowflakes falling in the surrounding air, and bursts of white steam continuously emerged from the blade.

The sharp blade cuts through the steam, and the red blade emits light in the night, announcing its appearance to the world.

—— He Dao.

Swish!Swish!
Kamado Tanjuro brandished the katana, glowing crimson, and the blade was glowing with red and golden light.

He pointed the blade downwards and pointed the tip at Wu Mi.

"Wu Mi." Zamon Tanjuro looked at Wu Mi, his arm muscles holding the handle of the knife were tense, and hot white steam was escaping from the corner of his mouth:

"Just now, you were laughing."

"Anything funny?"

"!" Wu Mi frowned tightly, he stared numbly at the red He knife in a panic, his throat was hooped, and he was speechless for a while.

There was only one thought on his mind.

--escape!
The moment the body can move!escape!
Tonight's shock was too great for Wu Mi.

Before, Zaomen Tanjuro kept silent, because he was worried that his voice would be very different from Yuan's, which would make Wu Mi hear flaws.

but now

——He's in really good shape.

When using the penetrating world to see clearly the five brains and seven hearts in Wu Mi's body.

Kamado Tanjuro understood in an instant the essence of the sword skill of Kagura, the god of fire, the breath of the sun.

It takes twelve knives to cut five brains and seven hearts at the same time.

At the same time, cut off the neck neatly.

All in all—thirteen dollars.

There are a total of thirteen moves in the sword skills of Breath of the Sun.

In other words, the so-called sword skill of the breath of the sun.

In essence, it was born to kill Wu Mi, a complete set of beheading process!

In the past, Kamado Tanjuro always felt unfulfilled when dancing Kagura, the god of fire.

It feels like something is missing.

but now.

Zamon Tanjuro stared at the heart and brain wandering in Wuyou's body, the feeling of not being able to express himself completely disappeared.

is the target,
What is missing, is the target of the attack,

He feels now, as if he wants to, every knife can be accurate enough to land on Wu Mi's vital point!

The method of killing Wumi is like filling in the blanks.

And in his hand is a copy that was filled out by the predecessors 300 years ago, with absolutely correct answers!
This kind of sword skill that he has practiced for 30 years and has been honed in actual combat in the world of Sekiro for 30 years.

At this moment, he is pulling his blade!
——This is his confidence!
At this time.

Within the perception range of Kamado Tanjuro,

Behind, in the direction of the other side of the house.

puff!

"…Father."

Tanjiro, with a tired face, staggered over step by step, rolled his eyes at last, and fell powerlessly straight into the snow.

"...Tanjiro?" Kamado Tanjuro slightly paid attention to the direction behind him, his heart tightened.

Oops, Tanjiro went up the mountain early.

This wasn't in Tanjuro's plan.

creak...

He hurriedly held the blade and took a step outside the house, attracting Wu Mi's attention.

However, Tanjuro's worries seemed unnecessary.

Unconsciously, his body faced without misery.

Like the muscle memory of the body, I have performed the movements that I have been waving non-stop for nearly 60 years.

——The opening gesture of the breath of the sun.

(End of this chapter)