Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 111 - Battle Memory [Ji Guo Yuan [-]]

……

The banks of the Rashomon River.

The humble gate concealed the stench from the slums behind it.

Fallen Princess... Who named this?

It's ugly.

Covered in dirt and with strange black scars on his face, the crooked and thin boy was standing with his head bowed.

In front of him was his younger sister who was completely opposite to him.

"...Mei." The prostitute Taro was holding a sickle. He looked at Mei and opened his mouth slightly, just about to say something.

But he hesitated.

strange?
He blinked his eyes and scratched his unkempt hair suspiciously.

I…

What were you doing just now?

"Brother?" Mei looked at the prostitute Taro who was standing still in place with the same doubts.

After looking at his younger sister's somewhat dirty and tattered kimono, the prostitute Taro suddenly seemed to remember something.

Oh, right.

——Going to collect debts today.

Although he is thin and weak, he is surprisingly good at playing. Relying on debt collection, the difficult days are getting better day by day.

His eyes stopped on Mei, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

And such a proud sister.

Think about this.

The prostitute Taro slightly tugged at the hem of the simple clothes, squatted down, and made his gaze level with his sister in front of him.

He patted his sister's shoulder lightly, hanging his eyes, as always:

"Mei, listen up, today is the first time you stay at home alone."

"If you encounter something, you must act first before it is taken away."

Although the prostitute Taro is young, his voice is still hoarse and terrifying, just like his appearance, he is called a monster by others.

He softly comforted May, who seemed a little worried:
"It's okay, you can do it too."

Mei Wenyan, the thought of continuing to ask just now disappeared, she nodded with some worry, her eyes stayed on her brother's tired face:

"Ah."

"I'll be back soon." Looking at his younger sister's growing appearance, the prostitute Taro nodded slightly.

After tidying Mei's clothes and touching her head, he stood up:
"gone."

Walk towards the opposite bank of the Rashomon River.

Watching the back of the prostitute Taro gradually going away.

Mei, who kept her face sullen and her lips pursed, her eyes fixed on the back of the prostitute Taro, raised her hands slightly.

It seemed that she hadn't had the courage to say it all the time, her face was flushed, she took a deep breath, and shouted at the back of the prostitute Taro:

"elder brother--!"

"Be careful on the road!"

heard.

tread.

"Yeah." The prostitute Taro who was walking in front stopped, the corners of his mouth raised, and he turned slightly sideways, with a smile called "happiness" on his face for the first time:

"I'm leaving!"

Mei looked at her brother's smile, her heart jumped with joy, she raised her hand high, smiled brightly and lively, and waved her hand in the direction of the prostitute Taro.

The two who were still young said goodbye to each other.

At this time.

pat.

"...?"

The older prostitute Taro has a surprised expression. He holds a sickle in both hands. He is tall but stooped. His arms are wrapped with red and black ribbons. He has turned into a ghost and suddenly appears.

And stood between the two who were gradually moving away.

With [winding string] engraved in his eyes, he turned his head suspiciously to look at his happy smile when he was young.

No.

It's not right—

His pupils reflected the back of his young self gradually walking away, trembling slightly.

What are you smug about, you!
Do you get carried away with just a little experience of happiness?
Don't go!

give me back!

The prostitute Taro stared at himself who was walking away. He wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move at all.

He opened his mouth and tried to shout, but he could only choke, and a strange sound came out of his throat.

His eyes gradually became anxious.

Just this time!

After he left, the younger sister believed his words, resisted, and poked a samurai's eyes with a hairpin.

As a result, it was set on fire by that damn guy.

When I came back, I only saw Mei lying in the pit, burned to the point where she couldn't see a human figure.

my little sister.

To save her back then, there is no other way but to become a ghost.

In fact, my greatest wish is to live with my sister.

Watching his young self disappear from view, the prostitute Taro turned his head.

He looked at his younger sister who stood at the door with an expectant face, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"Hmm!" Mei clenched her fists tightly, her little face flushed with excitement, and she nodded vigorously, looking very cute, she said to herself:

"Before my brother comes back, get everything ready!"

As she said that, Mei's expression became a little resentful, she turned her head away with a snort, and walked in the direction of "home":

"Brother idiot, you still call me stupid every day. You obviously forgot that today is his birthday."

heard.

--Birthday?
The prostitute Taro was slightly taken aback, he didn't remember teaching his sister such a concept.

It was a rich man's useless luxury, and he hated the feeling of it.

Recalling his memory, Mei suddenly excitedly asked when he was born one day, he choked on the spot, and casually mentioned a date.

Did you hear about it from someone passing by?

The body trembled more and more.

梅…

My younger sister is clumsy, but also very straightforward, serious in doing things, but hard to take care of herself.

Stupid sister.

Such a person really can't let her live alone...

She is different from me.

If she was born somewhere else, not her own sister...

If she lives happily...

The prostitute Taro stared blankly at the young Mei.

Surely more people can be saved...

— just like me.

The memory gradually turned white, and everything around slowly glowed with a soft white glow.

The prostitute Taro trembled suddenly.

Yes.

In fact, he is very happy.

The memory of the blue sky in summer, accompanied by the green leaves falling in the breeze, brushed the ecstatic face of the prostitute Taro.

……

reality.

Dark clouds billowed in the dark sky.

"Cough ho!"

The prostitute Taro turned his eyes white, he trembled and turned his eyes back, his eyes moved quickly, and finally fixed his eyes on the He Dao that was gradually approaching his neck.

He looked sideways at Mei's head which was held by Yu Sui Tianyuan.

At this moment, she was crying loudly, shouting something in this direction.

【plum】

The prostitute Taro stared.

[You's life. 】

[Compared to mine. 】

laugh!
He Dao's blade touched his neck, and there was a sizzling sound at the epidermis.

- more weight!
"Roar!" The prostitute Taro didn't struggle, he just raised his head violently, and the ferocious veins suddenly spread all over his body!
With disheveled dark green hair fluttering, he opened his bright yellow eyes and roared with all his strength.

The already skinny body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sickle in his hand was instantly reduced to ashes.

The life force of being [Shangxian No. [-]] disappeared in an instant!
next moment.

Tanjuro waved his arms vigorously.

Swish!
The red knives slashed cleanly across the neck of the prostitute Taro.

His head flew high, but there was no regret or surprise on his snarling face.

The hooker Taro just opened his mouth slightly.

then.

"plum!!"

The prostitute Taro turned his head in mid-air, choked his throat, and shouted at his sister:

"Run -!"

heard.

Tanjuro, who had just cut off his head, froze, and he turned around violently. The powerful force made him turn around abruptly in a sprint and look backward.

"Eh?" The weeping Mei opened her eyes suspiciously, her gaze was resting on the head of the prostitute Taro who was flying up and disappearing.

She didn't notice herself at all.

Under the broken neck.

——The body that has regrown.

"What?!" Yu Sui Tianyuan looked to the side in horror, he subconsciously clenched the Sun Wheel Saber in his hand, and slashed straight at Luo Ji's neck!
Swish!
when!
But the attacking blade was suddenly resisted by the sash raised from Luo Ji's body!

"...my body...?" Mei lowered her head in confusion, she was stunned for a moment, the regrown body and the surging power in her body made her at a loss.

Tanjuro glanced at the head of the prostitute Taro that fell on the street and was gradually reduced to ashes.

He slammed on the roof, and his figure quickly rushed in the direction of Yusui Tianyuan.

After thinking about it, I understood what happened.

——The prostitute Taro, at the moment just now, transferred all his power to Fallen Princess.

This is almost a suicidal act-making the two ghosts who are brothers and sisters become only the sister and one ghost with all the blood.

Such consequences will directly lead to the death of the prostitute Taro himself.

However, it does give the younger sister a glimmer of life.

The moment Tanjurou, who was a bystander, realized this fact, Mei, who could really feel the power, also reacted.

"Brother..." Her pupils trembled violently, and she looked straight ahead at the headless body of the prostitute Taro staggering down.

In the trance vision, I saw the moment when the body of the prostitute Taro began to turn into ashes.

May's emotions were out of control.

Her neck was a little swollen, her eyes were sore, she gritted her teeth, lowered her head slightly, and unparalleled anger welled up in her heart.

"Ho-ahhhh!!!"

She roared hysterically, and the belt behind her rose into the air and waved all over the sky:

"Go to hell! Go to die!!"

boom!boom!bang bang bang! !

Countless clothes surged from the street, broke through the roof and rushed towards the sky!

Rubble and dust were blown up, and the surrounding buildings were instantly reduced to ashes, and Yusui Tianyuan, who was closest, was directly hit hard.

The left hand wielding the Japanese sword was wiped off by the sharp belt!
puff!

Blood splattered!

Seeing this, Tomioka who was standing beside Yu Sui hurriedly stepped forward and stood in front of Yu Sui.

click!

The blue sun wheel knife in his hand was drawn out of its sheath instantly.

【Water Breath·Pick Up One Shape】

【Nagi】

Swish!
The dense blue light of the sword was hidden under the calm lake, and all the belts that passed the range of Yoshiyuki Tomioka's arms were cut off at the waist!
However, the range he can take into account is only within one zhang that his blade can touch.

Behind.

Yusui Tianyuan clutched his left arm, he looked at Tomioka Yoshiyuki's back in surprise.

……

Kyogoku House.

The proprietress stood in the dilapidated room, she looked through the punctured wall to the clothes belt rising into the sky in the distance.

"...What, what is that?!" She backed away in shock, the revolver in her hand trembling slightly.

Sudden.

sand…

In the corner of the room, a strand of clothes slightly scratched the wall.

!

next moment.

boom!
With the flash of fire, a faint wisp of smoke drifted from the muzzle of the gun, and the proprietress held the revolver with trembling hands, looking towards the corner.

There, there was a burnt bullet hole in the blank space of the belt with Xiaodama's portrait engraved on it.

pat.

The belt fell feebly, as if its owner didn't care about it.

……

not far away.

Gululu.

The head of the prostitute Taro fell to the ground, slowly turning into ashes from the neck.

He lay down with his head down, glanced at the appearance of countless clothes rushing up to the sky, followed the direction of the clothes and looked at the roof not far away.

"...What a stupid sister." The prostitute Taro's tone was a little helpless, and his voice was still hoarse and strange:
"This power...is not for you to fight back."

"... run away."

But the remaining strength in his body was no longer enough to support him to shout out loudly.

Can only watch, Tanjuro on the roof, holding a dragged dazzling sun, went straight to the roof where the belt was soaring.

……

Tatata! !

Tanjuro was holding the red wedge ball, he was running fast, with white steam overflowing from his mouth, the scenery around him receded rapidly.

He stared at the belt that kept stabbing towards him in front of him.

Swish!Swish!
The moves in his hands are changing, Wei Ming's swordsmanship is mixed with the breath of the sun, constantly dodging or cutting off the belt.

In the field of vision, the name above Luo Ji's head was blurred for a while.

Finally, it became

——[Three Winding Strings] Mei.

Only one of the two red dots remained.

"hiss--!"

【Breath of the Sun】

He stared in the direction of Tomioka and Usui who were covered by their belts.

He didn't know how long Tomioka could resist such a deadly attack.

It takes too much time to cut off the belt layer by layer.

In a hurry.

Tanjuro gripped the handle of the knife tightly and took a deep breath.

Swell!

Ri Yan climbed vigorously from the root of the blade, and the dazzling light turned into an extremely stretched blade light with the rapid swing of the He Dao.

Dash hard!

Whoosh—bang!

The breath of the sun has changed from the one-shaped to the ten-two-shaped, and he is waving it completely and with all his strength.

Just for a moment.

tread!
He stepped out of the countless belts that had been cut into pieces in an instant, held up the red wedge ball, gritted his teeth, and appeared in front of Mei with a startled expression.

"Brother..." Mei tilted her head back in fright, she subconsciously shouted, but suddenly choked, and the tip of her nose felt slightly sore.

Tears overflowed from the sockets of the eyes, and when they touched the hot He Dao, they were instantly evaporated.

see.

Tanjuro closed his eyes slightly.

"Rest in peace," he said.

The He Dao in his hand slashed vertically!

Swish!
The blade easily slashed across her neck.

puff!

The white-haired head flew high in the night sky, and the pink and purple clothes were turned into ashes.

Mei's green eyes gradually turned blue, and she stared at the bright moon in the sky, her eyes gradually became clear.

then.

Gululu.

It rolled and landed next to the head of the whore Taro who was turning into ashes.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other.

"Brother..." Mei's eyes turned red, and she was about to cry.

"Why don't you run away?" The prostitute Taro said helplessly, his eyelids drooping: "If you escape, you can live."

Before Mei could answer, he wanted to ask:

"With that power, run..."

Mei puffed up her cheeks at this moment, and interrupted the prostitute Taro loudly:

"If brother is not here—!" She closed her eyes, her voice trembling with tears:

"It's meaningless to live like this!"

Mei Qingqing's voice echoed in the somewhat empty Huajie.

The prostitute Taro looked stunned.

……

on the roof.

Tanjuro froze, blinking his eyes.

Just now, he felt a new battle memory.

Not with the Fallen Ji brothers and sisters.

But -

——Battle memory [Jiguoyuan [-]].

(End of this chapter)