Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 125 – The Discovery of Yiwozuo

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Feel the touch on the shoulder.

"Ah?" The bald believer turned his head in doubt, his eyes narrowed for a moment.

side.

"Hello." Butterfly endured a smile, and the hilt of the Sun Wheel Knife [inadvertently] exposed at his waist.

see.

The eyes of the believers gradually froze in place.

……

……

soon.

Deep in a dark alley.

boom!
The bald believer fell to the ground, he staggered and crawled back, his shiny forehead was covered with cold sweat:
"Really! I don't know anything else!"

His squinted eyes widened, and he was shouting and explaining in fear:
"I'm just an ordinary believer. Recently, the Bliss Sect is recruiting believers on a large scale! The nearby church is here!"

"I'm also just following the news."

"Everything is the order of the patriarch!"

As he spoke, he swallowed a sip of saliva. The bald cultist's pupils trembled and he looked in front of him.

before.

The shadow of the three loomed over him.

"Eh...really?"

Butterfly said softly, lowering her eyes and looking down at him, the shadowed eyes couldn't see the emotions contained in them:

"It's suspicious."

The slender fingers fiddled with the handle of the knife, but did not pull out the blade, as if it was just a threat.

[Eternal Bliss Cult], there is nothing wrong with the name and doctrine, but——

The day before yesterday, the crow sent her a message.

It is the information obtained by Tomioka Giyu about Yoshihara Flower Street.

It seems that there is a certain church controlled by Shangxian, whose name is [Eternal Bliss Sect].

Moreover, now Shangxian is more than half dead, and he has not met the guy described by his sister, so...

The "Godfather" of this church is most likely him.

Think about it.

Butterfly slowly opened her eyes, her expression was gloomy, and her heart beat faintly faster.

beside.

"...Ninja-sama."

Aoi Kanzaki was looking at Butterfly Shinobu with some concern.

Shinobi sister... are you angry?

Just now, when she hadn't reacted to anything.

Butterfly Ninja had already brought the uncle into the alley quickly.

——But is this really okay?

——Right now, they are coercing...

She was stunned.

——No, it's an interrogation!

Her eyes looked at the bald believer who staggered to the ground out of fear.

——Looks like just an ordinary middle-aged uncle.

Thinking about it, Aoi Kanzaki turned her head to look at Kanao, trying to get her thoughts.

Kanai just smiled and didn't move.

At this time.

"Then why do you want us to join this church?"

Butterfly smiled, and asked softly to the bald believer who fell to the ground in front of her:
"I can see very clearly that Mr. Cultist walked out of the crowd and came straight to us—"

She opened her crooked eyes with a smile, and her purple eyes without highlights in the shadows stared at the bald believer:

"It's useless to lie."

click.

The sun wheel knife collided with the scabbard slightly, making a crisp sound.

The light reflected by the blade stunned the face of the believer, and his face turned pale:
"Wait! I get it!"

The bald believer heard the sound of gold and iron colliding, he sat up in horror, and subconsciously stretched out his palm to block it:
"I said it! I said it all!"

He was short of breath, his eyes dodged, and he took two deep breaths:

"I'm looking for you because the Patriarch likes young women. If I do this, my class will increase..."

"and…"

In the gloomy smile of Butterfly, the bald-headed believer said in a low voice timidly:

"It feels like...you guys are so good at fooling around."

After this sentence was exported.

!

The bald-headed believer suddenly became aroused, nervously looking around in fear, he rubbed his shoulders unconsciously.

——Why, it feels like the surroundings have suddenly become cold.

"Do you feel it..." Die Ren lowered his head, with veins protruding faintly on the back of his hand.

Perceived the smell of blood on the believers in front of him.

For this simple reason...

She slowly raised her eyes and looked directly at the bald-headed believer, but her tone was exceptionally kind in the cold atmosphere:

"What the hell are you..."

"—How do you feel you have lived till now?"

pat.

Well... so vicious!

Aoi Kanzaki looked at Butterfly Shinobu next to her in surprise, she took a half step back in fright, her face full of surprise.

In her impression, the kind and smiling Ninja-sama would never say such a thing!
But Kanaihu on the side still didn't respond, and seemed to have gotten used to it.

Butterfly endured the words, while thinking inwardly, his eyes kept looking at the disciples:

"If you're just an ordinary believer, have you ever seen the patriarch?"

"What is the purpose of recruiting believers?"

Hearing this, the bald believer suddenly trembled, he turned his head away, his voice trembling:

"No... I haven't seen it!"

"A believer like me is not qualified to meet the Patriarch... let alone the purpose..."

He tentatively suspected: "Probably, for money?"

The bald believer narrowed his eyes again, as if he was afraid, he dared not look directly at Butterfly.

On the forehead, more and more sweat was secreted.

Sudden.

pat.

A hand suddenly reached out.

The bald believer was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Butterfly Shinobu who squatted down and pinched his wrist with his thumb in surprise.

Plop, plop.

After a while.

"That's it." Butterfly felt the pulse of the bald-headed believer, and stood up slightly. She let go of her hand, and the corners of her mouth lightly raised:

"Well, that's about all I want to know."

"Thank you, Mr. Baldhead."

After speaking, she turned sideways, as if she was about to leave.

The bald believer was startled, he looked at the three who were about to leave, and a stone in his heart fell heavily.

gone?

He let out a long sigh of relief, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and his panic gradually calmed down.

After all—not only is he not an ordinary believer, but he is also the closest believer to the patriarch.

What he should know, what he doesn't know, he knows a little bit.

Today I just came to an area farther away from the bishop's place to see how the church here has developed.

Who would have thought that they would meet these three extremely terrifying guys!

Lord Godfather bless!

The bald believer's eyes were squinted, or his eyes were squinted.

If the other party presses out all the information he knows, then——

Thinking about it, the cold sweat on the bald believer's face grew again.

Just when he thought Butterfly Ninja and the three left just like that.

pat.

"correct."

Butterfly Shinobu who turned around suddenly stopped, turned his face slightly, and looked at the bald believer with a smile, using the same tone.

She pretended not to know her, and slightly raised her hand to say hello:

"Ah, Mr. Baldhead, hello."

"I don't know, are you interested in learning about my organization... Oh, no, it's the church."

Butterfly tilted her head with a smile, opened her hands, and lightly overlapped her fingertips:
"The name of our church is—"

She opened her dull eyes, and her voice suddenly became low:

"Ghost Killing Squad."

Done.

The smile on Butterfly Ren's lips suddenly disappeared, and she glanced at the cultivator coldly.

"Bring him, let's go back to Butterfly House together."

The bald believer suddenly turned pale, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

My heart kept shouting.

——Master Patriarch! !

……

On the road.

"Uh! Uhhh!!"

Chanel had no expression on her face, she was walking effortlessly with the bald believer tied up on her back and her mouth sealed.

The bald believer kept struggling, trying to make a louder voice to attract people around him to help him.

But—after struggling to twist off the cloth strips covering his eyes and frantically looking at the surrounding scene, he suddenly fell into despair.

From the eyes that narrowed and gradually widened, the rugged appearance of the surrounding mountains and rocks was reflected.

——How can someone hurry up the mountain!

At this time.

"That...that!"

Kanzaki Aoi looked at Die Ninja moving forward in front of her. She hesitated for a long time, and finally asked:
"Ninja-sama, is it really okay for us to do this?"

Her fingers tightly grasped the straps of the backpack, clenched uneasily, and the corners of her brows frowned:
"Tie an ordinary person to the Butterfly House, this is really what we should do..."

"Aoi." Butterfly Ninja suddenly spoke, interrupting Kanzaki Aoi's words. She did not look back, her tone at this moment was extremely calm:
"The smell of blood on that guy is very strong."

She looked sideways slightly, her eyes soft:

"Not ordinary people at all."

pat.

heard.

"…Eh."

Aoi Kanzaki was carrying a heavy backpack, and was stunned, blinking her eyes.

...not ordinary people?

Thinking about the question Die Ren asked him just now.

ghost?
Her pupils shrank slightly.

Watching Chana's non-stop footsteps, passing by her side, and the back of Butterfly Shinobu in front of her gradually going away.

At this moment, she suddenly realized.

As a member of the Demon Slayer team, and even as a member of Butterfly House.

There is still a lot to learn.

Think about this.

creak-

She tightened the straps of her backpack, took a deep breath, said nothing, but quickly followed the pace of the two people in front of her.

It is still far away from Butterfly House, and it took a few days for them to come here.

……

at the same time.

In a dark and spacious room.

Gorgeous ribbons hang from the ceiling, covering the soft cushions in the middle of the room.

on the cushion.

"...so boring."

"San Tiao is the same. It's just an inspection. I haven't come back for a few days."

Tong Mo, who was wearing a divine crown, was resting his chin in boredom, fiddling with a golden fan with his left hand.

He said to himself:

"The number of believers has exceeded 1000. Why is there no news about the blue Bana flower?"

"Human beings who only complain about money, status, and desires..."

Snapped!
Tong Mo straightened his upper body, and he drew his fan suddenly, with a peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth, and compassion in his eyes:

"What a pathetic creature."

before.

The flowing dark red blood gradually spread, and in the darkness, the mirror-like blood reflected Tong Mo's smiling face.

……

……

Time passes gradually.

The sun passed through the clouds dimly, leaving the last ray of light at the end of the mountain.

it's dark.

Somewhere in a town.

In front of the house, faint sounds of conversation could be heard.

"...Master Tomioka's mission, has it always been like this?"

"I don't know, it's also my first time to undertake the task of Zhu."

Three members of the Ghost Slayer Squad in black uniforms were standing in front of a house, and they looked at each other.

They have been on duty here for several days, and Ben can leave them when the thorough training is over and Yoshiyuki Tomioka returns.

As a result, he suddenly received news that Shui Zhu participated in the mission to defeat Shangxian and stayed for several days.

Originally, I thought Zhu's mission would give them a chance to sharpen themselves, become stronger, or kill ghosts.

But—for the past few days, no ghosts have been found at all.

At most, it's just between neighbors, and occasionally someone will speak ill of "Mizuki Nao" who is required to protect by the mission, or throw rotten vegetables.

This kind of task really needs them to protect it specially?

They can obviously help more people.

Killing one ghost can save a dozen or dozens of lives!

Such inquiries have already appeared in the hearts of the three of them several times.

click.

"Everyone in the same period has been promoted several levels, isn't it really a waste of time here?"

A team member looked down at the knife in his hand, the blade reflected his sad face under the faint moonlight.

It feels like if you don't kill ghosts, the blade will almost rust.

At this time.

"that--"

The inch-headed team member's face was blue. He didn't speak all the time. He clamped his legs tightly and looked at the two of them cautiously.

Pointing to the side, with a pleading tone:

"I... um... I can't hold it anymore, let's leave for a while."

"Go, go, I won't talk to the above." Another team member shook his hand helplessly:

"Hurry up."

Snapped!Inch players put their hands together:

"Grateful!"

After speaking, he turned his head and ran away.

Seeing the back of his companion disappearing around the corner, the team member sighed again.

……

not far away.

"I won't do this kind of task."

The movement of the inch-headed team member who was running gradually became normal. He turned his head and glanced at the other two who were still guarding the door.

Although it is very stable, who joins the Demon Slayer Corps for the sake of stability?
A certain yellow dandelion was sneezing fiercely in the butterfly house.

The inch-headed player stared straight ahead, and he started to run with a firm gaze.

Take this opportunity and leave.

Anyway, as long as the ghost is killed, the higher-ups should not blame anything.

Tatata!
Street ahead, corner on the parapet side.

He stomped on the ground suddenly, without slowing down at all, he turned his head and rushed towards the back of the corner.

next moment.

At the corner, the dark peach-colored hair came into view first, and a figure wearing only a short shirt suddenly appeared in front of him!

He didn't have time to brake for a moment.

Oops!

bumped into it!
The inch-headed team members closed their eyes in fright.

However, the imagined collision did not happen.

After hesitating for a while, he opened his eyes in a daze.

In front of you is the ground.

— I lie down?
"... Ho?" subconsciously whispered in his mouth, but there seemed to be something blocked in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

puff!
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth unstoppably, and the expression of the inch-headed team members gradually became frightened.

what happened? !
He looked around in panic, but his limbs had no sense of touch at all!

until--

The eyes of the inch-headed team members saw the side, standing there, staggering, and then fell down.

own headless body.

The lonely head was on the ground, and the panic gradually dimmed in the widened eyes.

aside.

Swish!
Yi Wozuo shook off the blood stained on his hand in disgust, and the dark red blood splashed on the wall.

He has just returned to his station.

He glanced suspiciously at the clothes of the inch-headed team members, and muttered to himself in annoyance:

"...Ghost Killing Squad?"

pat.

The fist full of tattoos hangs down, clenched slightly, the corners of the brows are furrowed, and the heart is full of impatience:

"Why are there ghost hunters in my residence..."

(End of this chapter)