Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 123 - If tomorrow comes as usual

……

at the same time.

Butterfly House.

"Cough ho!"

Inosuke lay unconscious in the yard, with a huge bag on the wild boar's head, foam gushing from its mouth.

"No, are you okay?!"

Tanjiro looked worried, squatted down quickly, felt his pulse carefully, then looked up and down in a daze: "What should I do..."

He was just passing by, but this guy who his father said was called Inosuke insisted on pestering him.

Even attack yourself.

As a last resort, Tanjiro chose to give Inosuke a head hammer.

"Wow~ wow!" My wife Zenitsu also squatted aside, quietly looking at Tanjirou's unscathed forehead: "Poor guy."

——A wide forehead is not just wide.

Zenitsu hugged his knees quietly, his eyes stayed on Tanjirou.

"I am so sorry."

Looking at Inosuke who was unconscious and foaming at the mouth, Tanjiro sat beside him, with his hands on his knees, and said with guilt.

aside.

under the eaves.

Tanjuro withdrew his gaze, and he took out the paper figurine from his pocket.

Rubbing with fingers, counting the number of paper figurines.

sand…

Tanjuro's expression froze after the last wrinkled paper figurine was clicked.

— One is missing.

……

……

Near the residence of Beiming Island.

"Meow?"

The white cat poked its head out of the door suspiciously, and looked curiously at the direction in which its owner was running away.

It withdrew its eyes, slowly sat on the spot, licking its pink paws.

At this time.

pat.

Chachawan was carrying a small leather bag and a piece of eye drawing paper around her neck. Its body changed from empty to full, and it suddenly appeared in front of the white cat.

The movement of the white cat to lick its paws stopped suddenly.

The two cats looked at each other.

!

"Meow!!"

The white cat yelled loudly, jumped up in horror, stared ahead, and made a purring sound in its throat.

——But when it reacted, Chachawan's figure had disappeared.

Meow!Hell!

After looking around anxiously, the white cat jumped onto the roof.

Leaving the invisible Chachawan squatting in place.

Chachawan quietly watched the leaving figure of the white cat, and sniffed the smell on the ground puzzled.

Raising his head, his bright yellow eyes looked at Qianjurou across the street.

--strangeness.

Thinking like this in the little cat's head.

——Obviously it came with the smell.

——But why... not that human.

In his mind, the image of Tanjuro appeared.

After thinking for a while.

Chachawan turned her head to look at the interior of Beimingyu.

It seems that there is a very fragrant smell coming out of the house.

The thoughts in his head were immediately filled with the scent, Chachawan stood up, tiptoed, and walked into the yard joltingly.

In the small leather bag, the pink liquid mixed with cherry blossom petals swayed slightly in the test tube.

……

on the street.

"here we go again!"

"It's amazing... I can't see anything."

The neighbors on the street poked their heads out when they heard the noise outside.

Seeing the appearance of Beimingyu flexibly jumping over the box on the roadside, they looked at each other:

"...Is that guy really blind?"

tread!tread!tread!
"Namo Amitabha…"

Beimingyu Xingming was running, stepping on the ground of the street with every step, his sturdy body was bulging under the monk's clothes, looking extremely shocking.

The wide monk's robe was draped over his back, swaying slightly as he ran.

Ears twitching, feeling the flow of air passing over the body surface, mourning and judging everything around.

Swish!
As he was running, he turned his head subconsciously, paying attention to Sha Dai who had passed by him just now.

After noticing the clothes that Sadai was wearing.

--hidden?

His pale eyes froze slightly.

—that child.

At this moment, Shadai was tearing up at the helpless Senjurou and yelled.

Sorrowful Islet's clear vision glanced at the two of them, and there was a faint wave of waves in their calm emotions.

The heartbeat is accelerating.

"Nanwu."

Feeling the unrest in his heart, Bei Mingyu frowned slightly, put his hands together quickly, and did not forget to recite the Buddha's name silently while running.

After Tanjuro's thorough training, he had a correspondence with Beiming Island.

——Of course, the letters are all read by the crow.

In Tanjuro's first letter to Beimingyu, he wrote:
[Never let your body temperature reach 39 degrees while your heartbeat exceeds 200 times. ]
[This turns on a "status" called "zebra". ]
[After opening the transparent world, it is easier to master the control of every inch of the body, and the above conditions can also be independently promoted——]
[—but never. ]
[Remember, remember. ]
That's right, Tanjuro's letter to Beimingyu was to remind the other party not to open the stripes.

Turning on the stripes can achieve an instant qualitative change in physical fitness, but it also has serious consequences.

——All spotted swordsmen cannot live beyond the age of 25.

Except for a few people.

And Beimingyu Xingming is exactly 25 years old this year.

In the original work, Beiming Island did not open the transparent world so early as it does now.

But he was also able to turn on the stripes on his own without any external stimulation.

This is what Tanjuro worries about.

If Miaomingyu "accidentally" turned on his stripes in this situation—then he would die at the dawn of the night when he turned on his stripes.

……

Beimingyu is a monk, so he is not curious about the "consequences" Tanjuro said.

I have never felt the condition of being able to control the body temperature to reach 39 degrees independently, as Tanjuro said.

But just now.

The moment he noticed Shadai.

tread.

Bei Mingyu turned her head and stopped, the rosary in her hand was dangling due to the movement.

His white eyes looked at Sadai.

Probably - he has mastered the way to open the stripes.

In a trance, Bei Mingyu came back to his senses.

At this time.

behind.

"Uh-cough!!" The old lady supported the ground with a broom, sweating profusely, obviously very tired, she shook her head:
"...No wonder others say you are pretending to be blind..."

Coughing in a hoarse voice, he muttered softly and helplessly:

"He was born so strong, how could he become blind... This is the way of the world."

After a while, he frowned, straightened his waist with difficulty, and pointed at Beimingyu cursingly:
"Stop blowing your broken shakuhachi!"

"It's really ugly!" She scolded, while leaning on her waist, she turned back towards home:
"Your cat meows better than this!"

The old lady walked away, but she still didn't forget to turn her head and shout at the top of her voice.

heard.

"Ah... so sad..."

Beimingyu lowered her head sadly, and two lines of tears ran across her cheeks silently.

Tapping.

"Mr. Sorrowful Islet—!"

Senjurou pulled Shadai, he waved his hand, and ran towards this side in small steps.

But he ran for a while, but failed to shake Shadai behind him.

"what happened?"

In doubt, Senshouro looked back.

"Wait!" Shadai's face tightened, she pulled Qianjurou to hold her hand in a panic, and looked at the mourning island in front of her hastily.

that person!
The sturdy and intimidating appearance is completely different from the tall, thin, gentle and smiling teacher in the impression!

and--

Sha Dai raised his eyes and looked at the huge meteor hammer under the wide monk's robe of Beimingyu, flashing a cold light.

--What is that? !
Meteor hammer! ?

Zadai's legs were trembling a little, like a cat that didn't want to go home, he desperately pulled his hand out of Senjurou's.

Sudden.

With her flustered gaze, she caught sight of Beimingyu's eyes and forehead.

Eh?
The long scar and pale eyes instantly overlapped with the teacher in memory.

Although there is no eyesight.

But Shadai really felt the emotion called "compassion".

In an instant.

Thoughts continued to flash across Shadai's mind.

then.

pat.

Shadai stared blankly, forgot to resist for a while, and let Senjuro pull him forward.

tread.

Senjuro raised his eyebrows, and he looked at Sadai worriedly.

The girl he pulled seemed to have a brain shutdown.

At this time.

Without him noticing.

creak...

A crumpled paper man slowly struggled out of his arms, and was floating in the air.

Attached behind him, he was turning back to God Shadai.

At the moment of contact with the paper figurine.

Shadai blinked, as if he suddenly regained his mind, and raised his head.

But——she was already standing in front of Beiming Island.

"Excuse me, Mr. Beimingyu."

Senshouro was standing aside with a smile, looking at the two of them: "This Yin team member wanted to have some conversations with you, so I brought her here."

"En." Hearing the words, Bei Mingyu nodded slowly, without speaking, plucked the rosary in his hand, lowered his head, and faced Sha Dai.

He "looked" at the flustered Shadai in front of him.

The emotions in my heart were a little complicated for a while.

There are some things that I have already thought about when I met Yan Yue last time.

——Why did Yue Yue choose to join the Ghost Killing Squad?

Obviously he made a deal with the ghost.

After that, Beimingyu has been thinking about this question.

Maybe it's because of... guilt... atonement... or... self-preservation...

—he wasn't sure.

But at this moment, after seeing the child in front of him who was wearing a "hidden" uniform and facing him nervously.

The mood of Beiming Island gradually calmed down.

After the anger that almost got out of control, he is extremely clear at this moment.

He knew the answer in his heart.

The "eyes" softened.

before.

Sha Dai, who was wearing a black hidden uniform, stood in front of Beimingyu at the age of 12, looking very short.

"Ah...ah...yes..." Shadai's voice was trembling, he hesitated for a long time, his eyes were slack, he turned his head stiffly, and looked at Senjurou who was asking for help:
"thousand…"

Oops…

No sound, can't come out...

Her eye sockets trembled, and soreness accumulated in her eyes.

Obviously, obviously I have been waiting for this opportunity...!
In anxiety and apprehension, Shadai's eyes were covered with tears.

Just when she thinks she must have messed everything up.

pat.

"...You worked very hard."

A broad and warm hand gently covered the top of Shadai's head.

"...Eh?" Sha Dai was taken aback in doubt, with crystal tears shining in the corners of her eyes, she raised her head and looked up.

It's Mourning Islet.

With a gentle expression, he gently stroked Shadai's head with his hand,

"I'm already 12 years old this year." With the corners of his white eyes drooping, Mingyu smiled, and his voice was low and kind:
"Happy birthday, Sadai."

The people that Beiming Island once adopted were all orphans.

Everyone doesn't know their own birthday, so let's let Bi Mingyu, as the "father", choose a date.

And today, it was Shadai's birthday.

The moment he heard [12 years old] and his own name, Shadai couldn't hold back the trembling eyes.

Teacher, teacher, he—

The tip of her nose was extremely sour, and the corners of her eyes turned red quickly. She nodded her head vigorously, guilt flooding her heart like a heavy seawater.

Tears of guilt kept flowing from his eyes:

"Uh-huh!!"

pat!

Shadai gritted her teeth, she held her sour nose, lowered her head, and put her hand on Beimingyu's, sobbing loudly:

"--sorry Sorry!"

Feeling the warmth of the palm, the memory of being four years old but at this moment is extremely clear surged in the bottom of my heart.

Big teardrops dripped down his face, his throat choked:

"Me, us!"

——The paper figurine on the back is slightly covered, with scorched marks on the edges.

In an instant.

wow——

Seven illusory figures with different appearances and heights gradually appeared around.

They all looked like children, wearing some shabby clothes, and they glanced at each other.

At the same time, they slowly put their hands on Sha Dai who was crying.

Shadai raised his head, tears blurred his vision, the hole in his heart was opened, and sorrow poured out continuously:
"We've always wanted to apologize for what happened that day!"

"teacher!"

"Brother, they don't want to escape..."

"Because the teacher's eyes can't see, you must protect the teacher. There are farm tools outside, so I want to use them as weapons..."

She hugged Bei Mingyu's arm tightly, pouring out her guilt over and over again:

"Everyone wants to find someone to help..."

"That's why they scattered..."

——Why do I know this...

Shadai explained while crying.

In her trance vision, she seemed to see everyone gathered around.

Opening her blurred eyes, she stretched out her little hand, wiping her tear-filled face, sobbing:

"if."

"——If we can usher in tomorrow as usual, we can explain it clearly."

"Everyone loves the teacher the most!"

She took a deep breath, thinking about everything she had messed up:
"Sorry! I was too stupid to explain clearly in the end!"

"It was the teacher who saved me...it was the ghost who killed everyone...!"

"The wrong person is me!"

After uttering these words, Shadai seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and suddenly lost his strength and fell down.

Beimingyu squatted down slightly, letting it fall on top of her.

The corners of Shadai's eyes were red from crying, his head was deeply buried in his arms, and his black uniform was quickly soaked with tears.

A hoarse crying voice came from below him:
"--Thanks…"

After hearing this eight-year-late thank you.

Beimingyu squatted on the ground, looking at Sha Dai who was crying and sleeping on his knees, he was slightly dazed.

pat.

Tears ran down his cheeks and fell on Shadai's head:
"Ah...ah..."

creak...

The rosary in his hand gradually clenched tightly.

"It's me who... failed to protect you..."

He slowly bent down and hugged Sha Dai who had fallen asleep, his steady voice was trembling now.

Indistinctly, seven young figures emerged around, hugging Beimingyu like a koala climbing a tree.

Everyone embraced and wept.

……

The corners of Beimingyu's eyebrows drooped, trembling faintly.

Yes--

If tomorrow.

Coming as usual.

Maybe he will really become an ordinary monk in the temple.

The children can also grow up smoothly.

Everything—will not develop as it is now.

creak...

The hand that clenched the handle of the meteor hammer, gradually stretched the blue veins.

Everything - because of.

Bei Mingyu raised his head, his pale eyes were extremely heavy at the moment.

——Ghost King, a miserable existence.

(End of this chapter)