Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 116 – Natian Spider Mountain
……

There was a feeling of staring at each other, and Tanjuro couldn't help being excited.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan smiled, he slowly withdrew his eyes.

Naturally transparent, he has noticed something wrong with Tanji since just now.

There are slight changes in walking posture, speaking tone, and even the rhythm of heart beating.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he thought that the current Tanji should not be Tanji.

As for who it is.

Ji Guoyuan looked into the distance with a relaxed expression.

Wei Wei retracted his gaze.

— it doesn't matter.

laugh--!
He stepped back slightly, picked up the broken wooden stick on the ground, and made a movement of drawing a knife, breathing more and more deeply.

"I'm on it, Tanji."

Ji Guoyuan said so.

……

……

Butterfly House.

"What is Dad doing?"

Hanako stood at the door, poked her head into the door quietly, and asked softly in doubt.

"It's resting. After all, I was on mission all night yesterday."

Midouzi took Hanako's hand, she looked at Tanjuro sitting on the bunk with her eyes closed, and explained in a low voice:

"Okay, let's go, don't disturb Dad."

"...Yeah." Hanako nodded obediently, looked at Tanjuro again, and finally left the door slowly.

She muttered:

"Obviously want to play together..."

Mi Douzi responded with a smile:

"How about playing with my sister?"

"Okay, okay!" Hanako jumped up happily when she heard this.

Around the corner outside the corridor.

A yellow dandelion shakes slightly.

pat.

Sweat dripped on the wooden floor.

My wife Zenitsu squatted here with a face full of panic, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he looked at the room where Tanjuro was in horrified eyes.

——No no no!

——That's definitely not resting!
If you rest—that kind of sound doesn't come out of your body!

Shanyi's pupils shrank, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The ears moved slightly.

Just now, as soon as he walked up to the second floor, he heard a strange whistling sound coming from somewhere.

After careful identification, he found out.

That was actually the breathing of the kitchen uncle!

too horrible!
Is it really human!

"It's better... don't come to the second floor." Shanyi turned his head, the thought of going to the second floor through the corridor just disappeared, turned around resentfully, and walked down the stairs.

As soon as his legs bent, the loss of strength caused by long-term exercise made him feel weak for a while, and he almost fell down the stairs.

Staggering a bit, he supported the wall and slowed down for a while.

Then he raised his head, pursed his lips tightly, and shouted in a low voice in frustration:
"Tanjiro~" He stretched out his hand forward, and staggered down the stairs:
"I slept well as you said, but why am I still so tired——"

As he spoke, he sniffled:
"I feel more tired after waking up... so annoying..."

downstairs.

Tanjirou, who was resting, was slightly taken aback when he heard Zenitsu's voice.

Recalling the [Zenyi who was still training while sleeping] that he saw the day before yesterday, Tanjiro suddenly smiled helplessly.

At the same time, he looked down at his hands covered with rough marks.

Creak——!
Hold it tight!With firm eyes, Tanjiro suddenly raised his head!
Zenyi, Ichiro, Muichiro, everyone is working so hard, I have no reason to rest like this anymore!

I am the eldest son!

He stood up at once, his ashen face was full of determination, and he turned his head to look aside:
"Mr. Purgatory!"

"Let's keep practicing!"

"Huh?" Purgatory Xingshourou turned his head, and after making sure he heard correctly, he laughed cheerfully and nodded vigorously:
"it is good!"

"Very imposing! The kitchen boy!"

……

at the same time.

Narrow Mist.

"Karma! Karma!"

The crow in charge of delivering the letter quacked, flapping its wings and flying high into the sky.

Crack!Snapped!
Zuo Rinaki sat in front of the stove for the first time. He burned firewood, took off the mask on his face, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the envelope in his hand.

"...A letter from Giyuu?"

Rough fingers stroked the flat letter paper, and his eyes scanned line by line.

The firelight shone through the envelope, slightly reflecting on his white-haired forehead.

"...Golden Thunderbolt."

Ryotaki's eyes stayed on the contents of the letter, he looked at the sentence written by Tomioka Yoshiyuki [Tanjuro uses thunder and lightning], his eyes fluctuated slightly.

creak...

After reading the whole letter, he carefully put the letter away, and then looked up at the sky under the eaves.

talking to himself.

"...Sure enough, it's not a coincidence."

Ryotaki, who has an extraordinary sense of smell, smelled a little lying emotion from Tanjuro when he was in Momoyama last time.

But that emotion was vague, so he was never sure.

Now it seems.

A more inhuman force than ghosts seems to have appeared.

"...That child Shanyi, is he unlucky...or..."

Lin Takizuo's deep soliloquy sounded faintly for the next time.

……

……

Somewhere on a hill.

Some messy grass seems to be crying about what happened just now.

under the tree.

"Hey! Bastard! Let me go!!"

Inosuke, who was tied under the tree by Wuhuada, yelled angrily. He kicked his legs that were still able to move indiscriminately, and struggled vigorously:
"The contest between me and you hasn't decided yet!!"

Inosuke struggled and stretched out his head and shouted, the wild boar's head was deformed and twisted in anger, but he couldn't break free from the rope:
"Hey--!"

aside.

Pop, pop.

Muichiro clapped his hands, his knife had already been sheathed, and he looked at his masterpiece in front of him with satisfaction.

"As expected of me." He put his hands on his hips and nodded.

"Oh——" Father poked his head at this moment, he looked at the way Inosuke was tied up, touched Muichiro's head in relief, and smiled:

"You did a good job, you can already protect yourself against wild boars, Muichiro."

"...?" Ichiro stood aside dumbly, with a dull expression, looking at his father and younger brother speechlessly.

Been practicing fencing and breathing for so long...

It's not normal to be unable to deal with wild boars!
wrong!

That's not the point!

Ichiro turned his head abruptly, looking at Inosuke who was struggling desperately.

Isn't this guy called Quan Gangzhu? !with a name!
——Obviously not a wild boar!

At this time.

"asshole!"

Inosuke looked at the father and son who were chatting in front of him, and he became even more angry, and the wild boar's nose couldn't stop spouting white steam:

"Did you listen to what I said!!"

"Let's decide the outcome—!!"

Sudden.

A shadow enveloped him, and someone stood in front of him.

Inosuke was taken aback, and looked up suspiciously.

It was Ichiro with the veins protruding from his forehead.

"—Ah?" He raised his voice, looked at Inosuke with an unbelievable expression, his brows were tightly frowned, and his tone was quite impatient:

"Idiot?"

"What!" Inosuke was stunned, the sudden verbal attack made him unable to react, and he choked for a while, not knowing what to say.

After being stunned for a moment, he resolutely responded loudly:

"What did you say?!"

Standing in front of him, Ichiro looked sideways at his father and younger brother, his clenched fists shaking slightly:

"One or two..."

He suddenly turned his head and cursed at Inosuke as if venting his anger:

"He was tied up without even noticing, and he said that there is no winner!"

Swish!Pointing to him:
"You have already lost completely! You idiot!"

"idiot!"

"Naturally cute!"

"Brainless!"

When Inosuke, who stayed on the mountain all year round and usually only exchanged fists with wild animals, or "played" with the farmers at the bottom of the mountain, had ever experienced such scolding.

Inosuke was stunned for a moment.

After finishing speaking, Ichiro adjusted his breathing and straightened his uniform. He let out a breath, and then ignored the dazed Inosuke.

He turned around and looked at his father and brother.

"Let's go."

"If this goes on like this, the sun will be setting when we cross this mountain."

Then, he walked towards the direction of climbing over the mountain on his own.

Behind him, Wuichiro and Weiweilang looked at each other.

"Wait for me! Brother!"

Wuichiro hurriedly followed with small steps, shouting.

On the other hand, Weiweilang, his father, smiled at Inosuke in a friendly manner, quietly threw a knife beside him, and then followed suit.

Looking at the backs of several people leaving in a hurry.

Inosuke was tied under the tree, and he sat paralyzed, staring blankly at the direction Shitou's family was away from.

Why—that guy would be so angry.

When the Tou family gradually disappeared from sight, he withdrew his eyes, and the wild boar's head drooped.

Natural stay, what does that mean?
He thought for a while.

"...mind, overused."

——Inosuke decided to stop thinking.

Sudden.

His eyes were attracted by the knife thrown by Wei Weilang, which was shining with a cold light.

--knife?

His eyes slowly moved to the rope that bound him, and he remained silent.

Sudden.

"Huh—?!" Inosuke raised his head suddenly, he struggled angrily, and white steam gushed out from the boar's nostrils:
"Do you look down on me?!"

"Show me!"

quack!

A few crackling sounds of bones came from Inosuke's body, he squirmed like a worm, his body sank a few pieces in an instant.

The arms became deformed and loose, and they were tightly fitted to the body, and the tightly bound rope suddenly had room to drill out!

next moment!
Swish!
With a jerk he jumped out of the rope.

With a slight flick of the arm!Crack!

The dislocated bones returned to their original positions, and Inosuke clenched his fists tightly.

The muscles in his body tensed, and he turned his head to look in the direction where Shi Tou's family left.

"Hahahahaha! What!" He yelled, and he also restored the other dislocated arm:
"I didn't expect that my uncle could do such a thing!"

After shouting on the spot for a while, after realizing that no one was paying attention to him, Inosuke put down his raised hands.

The blue wild boar eyes stared at the ground, revealing the footprints left by the family when they left.

It was the first time Inosuke had seen such a strong creature as these three guys.

After becoming the king of the hill, this thrilling feeling has never been more!

Almost at the moment of the attack, the other person quietly tied himself up before he could react.

"...It's incredible, this is really incredible."

呲——!
The white steam turned into two straight lines and sprayed out from the wild boar's nostrils!
Inosuke's eyes shone with excitement.

"Speed ​​competition! I won't lose!!"

He jumped up and shouted, and started to run wildly along the footprints left by several people.

"Wait for me!!"

Behind him, a cloud of dust rose.

……

Not long after Inosuke left.

A middle-aged man carrying a hoe poked his head out of the nearby jungle.

After confirming that Inosuke had long since disappeared.

"...Really gone?" He hesitated and murmured to himself, the ecstasy he had imagined after Inosuke left did not appear.

Instead, he was a little dazed, feeling lost.

……

Time passed slowly.

soon.

Shi Tou's family has already climbed over the mountain.

Several people stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the paddy fields around them, and looked at each other in bewilderment.

After being stunned for a long time, Wuichiro suddenly remembered that he suddenly looked at the crow in his arms, raised the crow's wings and shouted in fear:

"Hey! Crow! Crow!"

"It's okay!"

Muichiro shook the crow vigorously.

The crow, which was shaken awake, woke up leisurely, and looked around in a daze.

"Dongdongbei...go to Dongbei..." A hoarse voice came from his throat:

"...That Tian Spider Mountain."

"Garma."

Then his neck tilted and he passed out again.

see.

Muichiro's pupils shrank, he held up the crow, and shouted in shock:
"The Crow——!"

……

at the same time.

Natian Spider Mountain.

The dense forest in the dark mountains took root, and the faint mist filled the air. The dim sunlight passed through the dense forest with difficulty and fell into the mist.

The moment the crystal clear spider silk came into contact with the sunlight, it immediately turned into ashes and disappeared.

There is a dilapidated mansion on the mountainside, and dense cobwebs are stitched on the dilapidated wooden walls.

in the mansion.

It was dark here, with a dilapidated appearance, but no sunlight could seep in.

In a room lit by candles.

The boy with white hair, twisted at the ends as if wrapping his face, sat here with no expression on his face.

His skin was pale, and his blue eyelashes were motionless under the candlelight.

"what is this?"

In front of him, a female ghost with narrow and scarlet pupils was looking down at the red dish full of blood in front of him.

"Blood?" She raised her head and looked at the white-haired boy in front of her with trembling eyes.

In the boy's pupils, the following words are engraved:
[winding] [four]

"Drink it." A cold voice said from his mouth:

"I will give you strength."

——Can this kind of thing be done? !
The female ghost's eyebrows trembled slightly.

It's not just the grown-up who can...

"Drink it."

She seemed to be stared at and shivered all over her body. She no longer dared to look directly into the boy's eyes, but just grabbed the plate in front of her and lifted it up:
"Gudu!"

His throat moved up and down, and the blood in the dish kept pouring into his mouth.

"Yes." The young man stared straight at the scene in front of him, without any emotional fluctuations, he just stated calmly:

"There is no need to fear ghost hunters anymore."

"congratulations."

He said word for word:

"That way, we're truly family."

Bang!

Halfway through drinking, the female ghost's hand suddenly became stiff, and the saucer fell uncontrollably.

"Cough! Ho!" She clutched her neck hard, and screamed in pain as the dense veins were spreading.

Crystal saliva dripped down from his roar.

The teenager didn't have any unnecessary reactions.

The light of the candle flame danced in his silver-white eyes, and there was no emotion in his eyes:

"Me, tired family."

(End of this chapter)