Demon Slayer: I am Wuhan’s biological son

"Excuse me, the knife you are carrying is also a ghost, right?"

Tanjiro hesitated, but asked Mako anyway.

"Yes, this knife of mine is called the Weeping Ghost, and it was given to me by its master. "

Makoto is holding a saber and has no intention of hiding it from outsiders.

"This child's knife is really crying, and it was also given by the owner.

After the real general solved the hand ghost, he lowered his head and hugged Chanel, who was in a daze with a knife, and hugged him, constantly rubbing the other party's face with his face.

"Master...... "

It's all in this era, is there still slavery?" Tanjiro thought in amazement, holding his head.

After that, a few people went together, and there were many ghosts with short eyes who came to attack on the way, but most of them died under the ghost knife.

During the conversation, Tanjiro also learned the names of Makosu, who was a strange girl who always said something confusing.

Chanel was a taciturn, somewhat dull child, who never said a word to Tanjiro.

"Our favourite was the host.

Mako liked to say this, and Chanel would nod his head in agreement with great certainty.

"Aren't you afraid he'll want to eat you?

Tanjiro also asked like this, and whenever Chanel lowered his head and shook his head gently, Mako smiled and said,

"Master, he has never eaten people~"

"Huh!?So what did he rely on to survive until now?"

Tanjiro couldn't help but be shocked.

"It's me and little Chanel, who come to us every time the host wants it.

Mako said happily, but then pursed her mouth angrily and hugged Chanel tightly.

"The owner will only drink a little blood every time because he is worried about us, but it doesn't matter at all, as long as it is what the owner wants, we will try our best to meet it. "

Ghosts are also good and bad, the girl's words made Tanjiro think so.

Didn't you eat me after you turned into a ghost, but I really want to visit their master and ask if there is a way to turn a ghost into a human ......

It must be a gentle and kind ghost.

Seven days later, in the early morning, the few people who managed to survive regrouped under the torii.

"Only five people survived!?There were still more than twenty people before the ......,"

Tanjiro looked around and couldn't help but be shocked, and then blamed himself.

That person wasn't there...... It's all because I fainted at that time, otherwise I could have saved him......

"Going to die, going to die, going to die. "

Even if you are lucky enough to survive here, you will still die...... a

yellow-haired teenager who did not escape his panic even when the sky rose.

"Welcome back.

"It's okay everybody. The

two children, who were black and white, reappeared in front of everyone.

"And then, what am I going to do

?" "What about the knife?" asked

a young man with a cockscomb head impatiently.

"First of all, we will hand out the uniforms, measure your measurements, and then engrave the ranks. The

two children smiled unchanged and continued to explain to the others:

"There are ten classes: A, B, C, D, E, G, XIN, N, and DEC.

"All of you are at the lowest level. "

What about the knife?" the

cockscomb boy was impatient again.

"Today, I will ask you to choose the ball steel used for forging knives, but it will take ten to fifteen days to forge knives, and before that, ......"

The white-haired child clapped his hands, and suddenly several crows flew from the sky and landed on everyone's shoulders.

"From now on, you will be followed by crows, which are mainly used for communication.

"Hey, are you sure it's a crow?"

but a yellow-haired boy looked at the little sparrow that landed on his palm in confusion.

"What are you kidding! Lao Tzu is not uncommon, what kind of broken crows!" The

impatience that the cockscomb boy had accumulated for many days finally broke out, and he stepped forward and grabbed the white-haired child's hair.

"Knife! I want a knife! Give me the knife now! Ghost Slayer's knife! A knife that changes color!"

Cockscomb was about to continue venting his anger when someone grabbed his arm.

"Please let go of this kid immediately, or I'll break your arm!"

Tanjiro said angrily as he grabbed the cockscomb's hand and gradually strengthened it.

"What do you mean kid, if you have one, you can try it!"

But as Tanjiro gradually exerted his strength, the cockscomb head finally couldn't hold back the pain, and covered his arms and glared at him.

The yellow-haired young man who saw this scene panicked, and turned his head to find someone to settle the dispute, but only saw the real mushroom who was holding the dizzy Chanel and preparing to watch a good show.

"Are you done?" asked

the brunette with a smile as he stood on the steps and asked the group.

"Next, pick a piece of ball steel. As

he spoke, the brunette pointed to the steel on the table.

"The steel used to kill demons and protect oneself will be chosen by your own hands. "

I don't have to choose at all, I'm supposed to be dead soon." The

yellow-haired boy looked loveless.

"It's the first time I've seen ball steel, so how do you choose this?

Tanjiro stared blankly at the large and small balls on the table.

Even the cockscomb head who had just shouted the most was watching the big and small ball steel fall into a choice at this time.

"Aren't you two going to pick a piece?"

Tanjiro wanted to see which one Makoto and Chanel had chosen, but saw the two of them standing aside as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

"We don't need to use knives made by others, we are already very satisfied with the knives given by our masters, and Xiao Chanel must have thought so.

Makoto took Chanel's hand and had no intention of choosing ball steel.

"Aren't you really going to choose a piece of ball steel for making the Nichiren knife?"

the black-haired kid asked the two with a smile, and after receiving a very positive answer from the other party, he was silent for a while before saying anything more.