Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 52 – Open Your Heart
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Butterfly House.

As more and more people gathered, the sound gradually became louder and louder.

Yin, who was wearing a black uniform, as well as the lower-ranked players, and even the wounded who were still recuperating.

Everyone appeared in the courtyard.

They surrounded Makijuro and Tanjuro in the middle of the courtyard and talked with each other.

A familiar figure was struggling to jump up in the crowd, and he opened his hands, shouting:

"Everyone, the ward is next to you, please be quiet! Be quiet!"

Tanjiro was attracted by the loud voice, at this moment, he was huddling in the crowd, waving his hands, trying to quiet the noisy crowd:
"Be quiet...!!"

He yelled loudly.

"Ah... what should I do..." Tanjiro dripped a drop of sweat from his forehead, looked at the crowded crowd in front of him with some embarrassment, and opened his mouth:
"...No effect at all!"

His voice alone could not attract everyone's attention.

Instead, it was drowned in the noisy crowd.

If this continues, it will definitely not work.

Tanjiro turned his head and glanced in the direction of Choya, if the rest of the swordsmen who were training were disturbed...

pat.

"Ah, that's great."

Murata combed the middle part, he had a scar on his forehead, walked to stand beside Tanjiro, and looked at the crowd in front of him:
"It's very lively."

He looked around.

Murata's tone was slow, and he sighed deeply: "...that Zhu, he must be very angry."

Tanjiro looked sideways slightly, he was taken aback for a moment:
"Mr. Murata?"

Tanjirou has been in Butterfly House for a while, and it just so happens that Murata will come to Butterfly House every day during this time for "rehabilitation".

The two got to know each other as soon as they came back and forth.

Hearing Tanjiro's voice, Murata looked to the side, he nodded, with a drooping face, and said hello feebly:

"Oh, it's Tanjirou."

Murata's voice was weak and his eyes were dull, as if he had been tortured:
"Don't worry, it will be quiet here later."

"...I'm going to find a place to sit down and rest first."

With that said, Murata drooped his arms, turned around limping, and was about to leave.

"Ah... good, good!"

Tanjiro opened his mouth, choking on the words he wanted to say, looking worriedly at the back of Murata who staggered away.

——Is the "rehabilitation" movement so scary...

Thinking so in his heart, he didn't care about the second half of Murata's sentence.

Just when Tanjiro looked back at Tanjuro, wanting to ask for help.

Swah——

Sudden.

The originally noisy crowd fell silent in an instant.

"Eh?" Tanjiro, who was about to ask his father a question, was stunned for a moment. He turned around and looked at the crowd with suddenly solemn expressions.

What, what's wrong?
Suddenly it was quiet...

Tanjiro had a strange expression on his face, and he was very puzzled.

At this time.

A gentle female voice came slowly from not far behind Tanjiro:
"Hello everyone."

Her enunciation was clear, as if she was saying word by word:

"Just after noon, there are so many people gathered here."

Butterfly endured a stroll and came here from the corridor, she smiled, her purple eyes were slightly curved with a smile, and her tone was kind:
"Is there anything interesting?"

She opened her eyes and scanned the crowd in a circle:

"Tell me, too?"

"..."

The crowd fell silent.

--Oops.

Although Lord Butterfly is usually very gentle, even amiable.

But when you get angry...

They looked at each other, and they both saw the fear in each other's eyes and the cold sweat streaming down their foreheads.

"I, I'm leaving first, today's work is not done yet!"

"Me too!"

"Wait for me!"

Immediately, most of Yin's members left in groups, leaving only a few brave players who bit the bullet and stayed.

Just when the atmosphere in the courtyard was so stiff that it seemed to freeze.

"Miss Butterfly!"

Purgatory Makijuro standing in the middle of the courtyard raised the knife in his hand and explained to Butterfly Shinobu:

"I came to Mr. Zaomen to learn swordsmanship. If it causes inconvenience, we will change the place."

Hearing the voice of Purgatory Makijuro, Butterfly Ren was slightly taken aback.

She weighed her feet quietly, and then she clearly saw the two surrounded by them, looking towards her.

Butterfly Shinobu's expression gradually became a little surprised.

—Mr. Makijuro?

——Competition?
After blinking her eyes, Butterfly Shinobu smiled again, and she shook her head:
"...No, it's fine."

"The wounded in the butterfly house are all here now."

She raised her fair hand and patted it slightly:
"Since Mr. Makijuro wants to learn swordsmanship, let me come and watch."

Saying that, Die Die forbearance walked slowly through the few people left behind, and put the chair she found somewhere, and put it on the ground.

creak...

Sitting near the corridor.

And nodded to the two, signaling them to start.

After getting permission.

Tanjuro slowly withdrew his gaze from Butterfly Shinobu.

"Let's get started." Tanjuro glanced at Tanjiro and Takeo in the crowd.

Sensing his father's gaze, Tanjiro was taken aback for a moment, and almost immediately understood what his father meant.

——Same as a year ago.

——It means to call myself, take a good look at it!
He quickly took Takeo's hand, and looked at the center of the courtyard intently amidst his younger brother's puzzled expression.

……

In the middle of the courtyard.

"Ah."

Purgatory Makijuro nodded, his expression became serious, and he clenched the handle of the wooden knife tightly.

Tanjuro's calm expression was reflected in the orange-red pupils.

"... Hiss!!" After taking a deep breath.

"...I'm coming." Purgatory Makijuro pulled away his steps, his calf muscles slowly tightened, and he swung the wooden knife forcefully behind him!
Calm eyes fixed on Tanjuro's position.

—Let me see you.

- Breath of the Sun...

Purgatory Makijuro's eyes gradually became serious.

Swish!
The wooden knife turned slightly according to the strength of his fingers holding the knife!
【Breath of Flame】

【One type】

The body has been silent for a long time, and the power like explosive flames climbs up the blade in an instant!
Finally condensed on the tip of the knife!
creak...

He tensed all his muscles, and the sound of the soles of his feet grabbing the ground could be heard clearly.

Then, the muscles in the legs are tensed to the extreme!Lean your upper body forward!
The forefoot slammed on the ground!
Whoosh-!
Purgatory Makijuro turned into an afterimage, and with a sudden force under his feet, a cloud of dust was raised, and he rushed towards Tanjuro!

In almost an instant, Makijuro, who was holding a wooden sword, had already rushed in front of Tanjuro!
Purgatory Makijuro's eyes were firm, and he looked at Tanjuro with the gap wide open, his thick black eyebrows raised!

The muscles in the arms are tense!
【Shiranui】!
Whoa-! !

The dazzling flame instantly ignited and exploded on the blade!
The wooden knife cutting across from the side seemed to cut through the air with extremely sharp red flames in an instant!
—Running straight for Tanjurou's neck!

Tanjuro's pupils followed Makijuro's blade.

Under the effect of highly concentrated attention and penetrating the world, Makijuro's movements seemed to be slowed down, and the wooden knife that had scratched the red gold knife mark slowly approached him.

——It is not at the same level as the current Xing Julang.

——Swordsmanship, quite superb.

(End of this chapter)