Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 49 – As worthy of being a descendant of the successor country
……

wow——

It was still raining outside the house.

Shitou home.

house.

The light that had just been turned on was blown out by the infiltrating cold wind, Wei Weilang sighed slightly, and could only continue to cook herbs with the faint light of the small stove.

Ichiro and Muichiro were sitting next to their mother's shop, taking care of their mother.

They all looked as if they were defenseless against Hei Si Mou.

Heishimu touched his face, and he looked at the people in the room.

While on the road, he used the transparent world to observe Shi Tou only Lang thoroughly.

After that, he came to the conclusion that - very talented.

—As expected of the descendants of the successor country.

Although he is nearly 30 years old ([-] years old), it seems that he has been waving something and doing exercises similar to "Suzhen" all year round.

The preparation skills of fencing are very good.

With a little practice, it will not be a problem to be comparable to those pillars of the previous Ghost Killing Team in a short period of time.

After entering the house, Hei Si Mou was even slightly surprised.

—It was a pair of ten-year-old twins.

The slightly smarter child knew his danger the moment he saw him.

But quickly calmed down.

Good heart.

Moreover, he has excellent physical and swordsmanship talents, even better than himself when he was young, and his age is not too old.

—As expected of the descendants of the successor country.

In terms of xinxing, he is better than his father.

Thinking about it, Hei Si Mou glanced at Wei Wei Lang's back, and the other party's natural stupidity was a bit beyond his imagination.

Afterwards, Heishimu looked at Wuichiro, who had a worried face and his back was turned to him.

— the second of twins.

The penetrating world swept over Muichiro's body.

Hei Si Mou was startled for a moment, and then showed an old-fashioned expression of "it really is".

Although the physique is weaker than the other one, but the talent is excellent.

——Worthy of following the country's...

After nodding slightly.

Heishimu looked down at the muddy footsack he stepped on.

After taking off the foot bag casually, and using flesh and blood to regenerate a new foot bag, he stepped into the entrance.

It is said to be a porch, but it is actually just a slightly higher wooden step.

opposite.

Ichiro was sitting upright, his pupils trembling, and he turned his head.

His eyes stared in the direction behind him, not daring to let out a breath.

—what did I see?
red silk?Turned into...shoes?
He withdrew his eyes and looked at his father who was brewing herbs.

I sighed again in my heart.

It's over, Dad.

Ichiro felt grief in his heart, not because he was hostile to Heishimou.

Instead, his body told him from the bottom of his heart that this six-eyed guy is absolutely inhuman!
Just when Ichiro was thinking this way.

tread, tread.

Hei Si Mou took two slow steps and stepped forward.

He lowered his head and looked at the weak woman lying on the bunk.

"Cough cough..."

The woman with her face flushed and her hair scattered behind the pillow was coughing non-stop:

"...Unique Lang, yes, is that you?"

She spoke in a weak and hoarse voice, opened her eyes in a daze, and stretched out her hand in the direction of Wei Lang:

"…only…"

Hearing this, Wei Weilang quickly turned around, stretched out his hand to hold his wife's hand, and wiped her sweat with a towel:

"Yes, I'm back, Xun."

He had a gentle voice, and when he was talking to his wife, he had an incomparably gentle smile on his face, giving him a feeling of spring breeze.

The woman's name is Tokun Toki, and she is the mother of Muichiro and Ichiro.

"You'll be fine soon, you have a good rest."

Only Lang forced himself to endure his exhaustion, he smiled at Xun, and kept wiping his wife's sweat with a washed and wrung towel.

"Um……"

Shi Touxun just slowly closed his eyes, and then he gradually fell asleep as if he felt relieved.

Seeing the two of them like this, like that.

Hei Si Mou stood aside, lost in thought.

He also had a wife and children.

only.

He recalled, but the faces of his wife and children in his memory had long been blurred, and he couldn't even remember the tone of his voice.

Heixin Mou could only remember roughly—the tips of his wife's hair seemed to be a little bluish.

Children... there seem to be two.

I don't know anything else.

—After all, 400 years.

Before joining the ghost killing team, I stopped seeing them.

Black Death Mou thought.

——I don’t remember, it’s only natural…

Just when Hei Si Mou had no waves in his heart and was about to observe other things.

He suddenly stiffened suddenly.

Head aches.

"How sad, brother..."

Yuanyi's old and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

That bright face and dark red haori suddenly jumped into my heart.

That old, mournful, tearful face.

——After 400 years, it is so clear.

Hei Si Mou was stunned on the spot, he looked straight at Shi Tou Xun who was lying on the bunk, his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Gujing Wubo's emotions seemed to be broken bit by bit.

No.

Yuanyi, you are different.

Heishimu's eyes were flustered, and he was thinking quickly in his heart.

But in memory, the old and compassionate face remained unmoved, just watching him quietly, unmoved.

a long time.

creak...

Black Death Mou's fists gradually clenched, making a creaking sound.

aside.

"?"

Shi Tou Yilang heard the sound of clenched fists, he quickly raised his head, and looked at the eyes of Heishi Mou Na who were staring directly at his mother.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

...Mom, there is danger.

Swish!
Ichiro stood up abruptly.

He raised his head, clenched his teeth, his face was hidden in the shadows, and his blue pupils were fixed on Hei Simou.

The footsteps moved slowly - he blocked Hei Si Mou.

Behind him is the lying mother.

Ichiro took a deep breath, his clothes soaked in cold sweat, his body was trembling unconsciously, and he couldn't even stop it.

"Cough... ho!"

... speechless!

The body, wants to escape!

He stood in front of Heisei Mou, his face was pale, and his calves were trembling uncontrollably.

This action naturally attracted the attention of Weiweilang and Muichiro next to him.

"...Brother?" Muichiro looked at his brother's back, and asked with some doubts:

"What are you doing..."

But when he looked at Hei Si Mou.

"!!"

His expression suddenly became as frightened as Ichiro's, turning blue.

——It was just far away.

Now that it's getting closer, Muichiro, who has been focusing on his mother, can see clearly what kind of thing Hei Si Mou is.

Just when the two brothers felt that everything was over.

next moment.

Father Tokichiro turned his head to the side, and he glanced at Ichiro and Muichiro.

A gentle voice sounded slightly:
"Ah, Your Excellency..."

Wei Weilang smiled and looked at Heishimu. He was still brewing the herbal medicine, and his gaze stayed on the two pairs of Heishimou's closed eyes for a while.

—Eyes... closed both pairs.

—Are you afraid of scaring the children?

As hurtful as this may be,…

"You are a very gentle person."

Shi Touweilang smiled, his crimson eyes narrowed slightly, and he said this to Hei Si Mou.

　The elder brother Ichiro's talent should be stronger than Muichiro's. As you can see in the original book, Ichiro can easily lift trees, but Wuichiro is a bit difficult.

　　However, Muichiro is not all about talent.

　　The death of his family members constantly stimulated him subconsciously, so he was so desperate to tap his potential.

　　Holding a knife for two months and becoming a pillar-a well-deserved hardworking genius.

　　Thanks to book friend 20220513010448769, book friend 20220513010448769, book friend has no Polish reward in his heart
　　
　
(End of this chapter)