Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 115 – Look, Brother ([-] in [-])

Warring States Period.

Kitchen door home.

The summer breeze blows through the treetops, and the sun shines through the gaps in the dense forest and falls on the courtyard in front of you.

Tanjuro opened his eyes and sat quietly, looking ahead, the smell of soil and grass engulfed his nostrils.

It's obviously a memory, but the tactile sensation it conveys is indistinguishable from reality.

"What I want to talk about, I've already said it."

"Thank you for being willing to listen to my nagging for so long, Tanji."

At this time, a slightly deep and flat voice sounded from beside him:

"After drinking this cup, I should go too."

Tanjuro was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked sideways.

It is not clear whether it is because of the memory, he did not notice the existence of someone beside him just now.

beside.

The man wore a high dark red ponytail, held a teacup in his hand, and stared straight ahead with his dark red pool-like eyes. He said slowly and softly:

"...Eating and drinking for free at your house, I'm also sorry."

While speaking, the flower earrings on the earlobe swayed slightly.

The crimson markings on the forehead are very dazzling under the sunlight from the slanted eaves.

——Ji Guoyuan One.

Tanjuro looked at the vivid Ji Kuni Enichi in front of him, he was a little lost in thought.

Although I have always known what kind of existence this person is, but when I saw the other person alive and appeared in front of me, I still felt a little unreal.

The sun shining through the broken leaves fell on Ji Guoyuanyi's face, and the atmosphere seemed extremely leisurely.

Beside him was a sun wheel knife with a golden handle.

Ji Guoyuanyi stared at everything familiar around him. A few years ago, he also lived here with his wife and had a warm little home.

"How come, Mr. Yuanyi can stay as long as he wants!"

"The kids love you!"

This sentence was said by Tanji's wife.

Tanjuro didn't speak, he glanced sideways at the direction behind him, it was his wife who was looking at him with a smile - Zhu Mizi.

Not sunflower branches.

He is now living in the memory of Tanji, the ancestor of the Zaomen family during the Warring States Period hundreds of years ago.

It seems to be an overly strong belief, but Tankichi's memory has been continuously passed down in the blood of the Kamado family, so that hundreds of years later, Tanjuro can still clearly see everything in front of him.

Just now, Ji Guoyuan was talking to Tanji about the story before he left the Ghost Killing Squad.

From when he was young, he was still in the successor country, until his elder brother turned into a ghost and killed the current protagonist. As a younger brother, he was expelled from the ghost killing team.

Tanjuro was deep in thought, but he didn't speak.

He looked down at his hands.

The situation seems to be a little different from what I imagined.

According to the plot in the original work, the eldest son Tanjiro also saw the memory here.

But at that time, Tanjiro couldn't interfere with the memory in any way, he could only enter Tankichi's first perspective and silently observe the development of the matter.

Words and actions are all out of control.

Only when the emotions resonate with Tanji can he accidentally say the same words from the heart.

And now...

Tanjuro's eyes moved away from Zhu Mizi, and he looked at Ji Guoyuan who was quietly sipping tea.

He seems to be able to control this [Kaomen Tanji] body autonomously.

creak...

Lowering his head, he clenched his fist lightly, the familiar force coming from his body made him startled.

The power of resurrection is still there.

This feeling…

——And once in "Sekiro".

——Enshrining a guardian bell in front of the Buddha statue and praying to return to the Hirata mansion three years ago is very similar.

not ordinary memories,

Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly.

if it is like this.

Then what he is doing now - it is likely to be able to directly affect the reality hundreds of years later.

What "Sekiro" recalled three years ago can also affect the reality three years later to some extent.

For example, in memory, if someone was killed three years ago, that guy three years later would also disappear.

— even if you met him three years later before you killed him.

! !
Thinking about it, Tanjuro suddenly raised his head, and a thought that excited him suddenly appeared in his heart.

For a while, he couldn't take care of Ji Guoyuan who was beside him.

Swish!
Tanjuro stood up and looked into the distance.

He kicked his feet, and under the suspicious eyes of his wife and Ji Guoyuan behind him, he rushed out!
"..." Ji Guoyuan quietly looked at the back of Tanji rushing out, he sipped his tea, and there was a slight fluctuation in his plain eyes.

pat.

The arm that raised the teacup froze in mid-air for a moment, then slowly put the teacup back on the tea tray.

Tanji's back was reflected in the dark red eyes.

……

soon.

tread.

boom!boom!
"...Can't you?"

Tanjuro stood outside the house, on the path not far away, and stopped in his tracks.

His eyes crossed the path and looked into the distance.

He stretched out his hand and slowly pressed it against the air in front of him.

The sleeves of the blouse, however, were squeezed and deformed as if they had touched something.

There is an invisible repulsive force here, which prevents him from going any further.

After slapping it hard twice, the touch of duangduang came.

The largest range of action is only a little away from the courtyard of Zaomen's house.

——In memory, the idea of ​​killing Wu Mi directly with Yuan Yi suddenly collapsed.

After sighing slightly, Tanjuro turned around and wanted to go back.

At this time.

But saw under the eaves.

"Mr. Yuanyi!"

Zhu Mizi was smiling happily. She was sitting by the roof and looked up at Ji Guoyuan who wanted to stand up:

"That very beautiful sword move, can we see it?"

Ji Guoyuan looked sideways slightly, and he lowered his head slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Ah~" Seeing this, Zhu Mizi raised his hands, looked at Ji Guoyuan with a smile, and hugged his young daughter who was just able to speak from the side:
"Please please please!"

She put the girl in front of her, smiling cheerfully.

The corner of her daughter's mouth was drooling, and she blinked her eyes, babbling, and raised her hand and shouted childishly:

"Thank you for the picture!"

Ji Guoyuan was slightly startled, watching Jin's appearance, his eyes gradually softened, and he stretched out his hand to touch Jin's head.

Silent, eyes lowered, not knowing what to think about.

He didn't speak, just turned around and walked silently to the middle of the yard.

click.

He held the sun wheel knife at his waist.

"Ahaha!" Daughter Jin waved her little hand happily, and lay back in her mother's arms, her calves throbbing.

"Be happy~" Zhu Mizi also smiled happily. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Tanji standing not far away, and she beckoned him to come over:
"Come here, Tanji, Tanji~"

Tanjuro who was called was stunned for a moment before realizing it, then smiled and walked near the roof.

He sat down and focused his eyes on Ji Guoyuan in the middle of the yard.

summer blue sky.

The swordsman with the high ponytail is brandishing the red sun blade in his hand.

Swish-!
The blade pierced the air, and the red and golden blade flowed and reflected the sunlight.

Ji Guoyuan's expression was flat, as if he was doing an ordinary thing, he waved the blade as if it was real.

The earrings swayed and collided in the range of motion, making the sound of wood.

Tanjuro not far away was dazed.

When he learned Kagura, the god of fire, the Kagura dance, which was adapted into a dance, was different from the real swordsmanship.

The movements are softer and the rhythm is much slower.

In his practice year after year, Tanjuro has eliminated redundant movements in his own understanding, remembering to use the smallest movements to exert the maximum force.

In the end, the original appearance of the breath of the sun was restored, and the breathing methods and intervals were naturally integrated.

At the same time, with the perfect sword shape, the transparent world is reversed.

Swish-!
Ji Guoyuan waved the blade in one hand, and the extreme light of the sword flashed in midair, reflecting in Tanjuro's pupils.

"...I see." Tanjuro muttered to himself.

After witnessing the first Hi no Breath with his own eyes, Tanjuro came to his senses.

——Kagura, the god of fire, is still conservative.

Although the action is the same, but the user is different, the power will be completely different.

After using transparency, carefully observe Yuanyi's breathing rhythm, muscle movement, subtle movements of the feet, and the degree of twisting of the wrist.

In my mind, my own defects are gradually made up.

Since I can move freely.

that……

There is no reason not to compete with this person who stands at the pinnacle of this worldview.

as well as--

Tanjuro noticed the sadness enveloping Enichi like the sky.

pat.

He stood up.

……

……

"Eh?"

Zhu Mizi blinked and looked at her husband who was a little different today. She was puzzled:

"what? What?"

Standing in front of Tanjuro, Ji Guoyuan, who had already demonstrated a complete set of the sun's breath and sword shape, lowered his head slightly, repeating Tanjuro's words:
"...demonstration?"

"Ah, that's it..." Tanjuro smiled, and he spread his hands to explain:
"I'll take a wooden stick, and Mr. Yuanyi only needs to dodge or defend."

As he spoke, he glanced at his daughter Sumire Zamon who was smiling happily:

"is it okay?"

The reason for making up such a twist is because Tanjuro knows it well.

——Yuanyi would never agree to his request for a sparring session.

He opened smiling eyes.

Ji Guoyuanyi couldn't bear the feeling of beating others.

After holding a wooden sword for the first time and fighting with others, he gave up the idea of ​​being a samurai.

If it wasn't for his wife being killed by an evil spirit, maybe Yuanyi would live in the mountains with his wife and children all his life, and spend his life peacefully and peacefully.

Hearing Tanjuro's explanation, Enichi looked at him a little strangely, but seemed to be aware of Sumire Kazamon's gaze.

Thinking of these days, the hospitality of the husband and wife, and Tanji who listened to him just now.

"Okay." He finally nodded and slowly raised his head.

But when Yuanyi just raised his head, he was a little ashamed to find——

Tanji——had excitedly picked up a wooden stick on the ground and held it in his hand, as if he was waiting for his consent.

"Okay, then, I'm on!"

Tanjuro stood in front of Enichi, using Tankichi's body, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and shouted:

"Mr. Yuanyi!"

The lungs rise and fall slightly.

For the first time, in the world in his memory, he used——

——[Breath of the Sun·Complete Concentration·Chang Zhong]

"Bah—!" White steam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Tanjuro's eyes gradually calmed down, and his body sank slightly.

opposite.

Ji Guoyuanyi with a calm expression had Tanji's appearance reflected in his pupils.

After clearly seeing the movements of Tanji's hands, and the rhythm of the lungs rising and falling in the transparent world.

He was slightly startled with a dazed expression.

"Tanji..." Ji Guoyuan looked at the opposite person with some surprise.

——Why do you...

next moment!
Swish!
With a sudden kick on the ground, Tanji, who was not far away, instantly stuck in front of him, and the wooden stick in his hand slashed straight down in a [round dance] movement!

tread.

Ji Guoyuan leaned back, the wooden stick brushed against the ends of his hair, and the hot breeze blew.

He stared at Tanji, his puzzled eyes gradually turned into astonishment.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Tanjuro looked at the attack that was easily dodged, held his breath, and turned around again.

One type, two types, three types...

Swish!
Ji Guoyuan moved to dodge with one foot, the sword shape he created himself, the person who knows best is naturally himself.

Coupled with the fact that Tanji attacked in a straight line in order, it felt like——telling himself on purpose.

Watching his sword shapes being displayed by his friends one by one, Yuan Yi's expression gradually became dazed.

Watching the movements of the friend in front of him.

In the transparent world in his eyes, Tanji's muscle movements can be seen at a glance.

Under the highly concentrated attention, the time around Ji Guoyuan seemed to slow down.

In the end, he looked at Tanji's expression and seemed to notice something.

His expression gradually became relaxed and expectant.

The white steam overflowing from the corner of Tanjuro's mouth was pulled into a straight line as he stepped forward at extreme speed.

tread!
He breaks the air!With a sudden step forward, he rushed in front of Yuanyi!

——Take the shape of three!
The wooden stick in his hand aimed at Yuanyi's neck, and slashed straight across it!

But Ji Guoyuan stood there with a smile, neither hiding nor defending.

Just stopped suddenly.

Swish!
Tanjuro's pupils shrank, and before he could recover his force, he hit Enichi's neck with a wooden stick.

pat!

The wooden stick that was overwhelmed suddenly broke into two pieces.

It fell to the ground and bounced slightly.

"Huh—" Tanjuro straightened up, with hot white steam overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Ji Guoyuan in front of him.

——This is his improved sword skill after watching Yuan Yi's demonstration.

But... it really is far from this one.

The latter had a relaxed expression, took a deep breath, and looked at the blue sky in the distance with a smile on his face.

Ji Guoyuan smiled, his dark red eyes reflected the blue sky and white clouds in summer.

His eyes are full of remembrance and nostalgia for the past.

He thought back to an afternoon a few years ago.

The elder brother raised the issue of no successor to him.

His answer then was the same as now.

Believe it and never change.

"Look... my lord brother." With a peaceful smile on his face, he muttered to himself:

"I'm right..."

"People whose talents far surpass you and me...will be born in this world sooner or later..."

Those who are poor in their way will return to the same place.

It is extremely rare, when Ji Guoyuan turned his head, his brimming smile seems to have forgotten all the bad things in the past.

The smile between his brows curled up, and he stared at Tanji:

"thank you all."

Gently nodding his head.

Ji Guoyuan's gaze was not just on Tanji.

In the same way, he looked at Tanjuro who was in Tankichi's body at the moment, who had just finished swinging the sword.

(End of this chapter)