People read the barrage at the beginning of Demon Slayer

No matter how thick the fur collar cloak on his body was, no matter how tightly the wind and snow covered him, Yaoya still had a cough when he returned to the house.

Tianyin handed over a bowl of decoction, he frowned, and drank it in one go.

"A year later, no matter what rank you are, come to the headquarters - the promotion column. "

Yaoya patted him on the shoulder, "Let's stay and have a meal." "

As soon as Haruto was about to answer, the sky hovered above the sky outside the house.

"It seems that there is no way. He walked outside the house and prepared to shake the drops off his coat.

"Such a big snowfall. Yaoya asked Tianyin to bring him a waterproof suit: "The times are advancing, don't live like an old-fashioned person." "

The youth of the 21st century was called old-fashioned by the guys of the early 20th century, and it was the first time in the world.

Haruto took the waterproof suit like a military raincoat and couldn't help but defend himself: "I just can't tell the ...... apart."

For him, there was no difference between the 20th century and the 15th century.

The common people still wore handmade clogs, linen clothes, and used sickles and matches to make fires.

But in the wealthy upper-class people, electricity has been connected.

In such a period when the new century is intertwined with the old, all he can do is to be pushed forward by the tide of history.

......

After recovering, Haruto began to get busy, and the headquarters seemed to make up for the "shifts" he missed when he was resting, and frantically sent him tasks.

Often, as soon as he finished a mission in one place, the sky would wave his wings and land on his shoulder, guiding him to the next mission location.

Does the ghost also want to rush for performance in the New Year?

If the annual KPI is not up to standard, will you not be allowed to participate in the company's annual meeting organized by Onimai Tsuji?

This year's New Year is the only time in 16 years that Haruto hasn't spent it with Master Goto, and he hasn't even seen anyone from the Scales family.

But it doesn't matter, he killed a lot of ghosts in a busy New Year, and reunited many families.

Fujiya also provided dinner for the busy swordsmen, and he also ran into Murata.

The middle-split boy was still in good spirits, and Haruto stared at his smooth hair, trying to ask for a care solution for Masa.

"Oops, hahaha. The boy scratched his hair heartily: "It's camellia oil, apply camellia oil every day, and then wash it will be very smooth." "

"Ever since the guy at Murata had been complimented by his girlfriend, he had to toss his hair for a while every day. "

The same door next to him complained about him, and Murata still smiled happily.

Girlfriend ......

The corners of Haruto's mouth twitched, and the roar of the Wudou River seemed to ring in his ears.

As March passed, the temperature in Tokyo Prefecture rose rapidly.

Almost overnight, everyone took off their heavy cotton clothes and changed into light haori and kimonos.

After dealing with an evil ghost near Kyobashi Ward, it gets dark, and Haruto looks for a place to eat on the street.

"Xuanmi, my father was stabbed to death. "

Haruto turned his gaze back from the snack shop on the street to look at the pair of brothers who were walking in front of them pulling a wooden cart.

They say they are brothers, but in fact they don't look alike.

The boy pulling the cart was taller, with unkempt but stylish silver hair. He was draped in worn-out striped feathers, and his steps were steady despite dragging heavy wooden carts.

And the young man with the burden on his back had a strange cockscomb head, dark hair, and his expression when he turned his head sideways to look at his brother was a little silly.

Haruki thought that he would hear something like "let's go take revenge" or "let that guy pay for his blood" from the mouths of the two brothers, but he didn't expect the silver-haired boy to just be silent for a moment, and then said, "From now on...... It's up to us brothers to protect everyone.

It's a good thing that the beast just died. "

The cockscomb-headed boy was a little stunned, and even the burden on his back slid down.

"Hey, carry your stuff on your back. "

"Oooh. He shrugged his shoulders, his expression still a little silly.

"But without Dad, people still feel uneasy. The silver-haired boy said, "Even today when I asked why my father didn't come back, Sugumi and Sadako were also looking at me...... They were still so young, they must have been talking about something by a child while they were playing outside. So ......

".

He turned his head sideways and looked into his brother's eyes: "From now on, we brothers will take care of my mother and younger siblings, is there a problem?"

Only then did the cockscomb-headed boy react, and a cold snort came out of his nose: "What do you mean by 'just' in the future? Obviously, it will depend on the two of us in the future, and he ......."

It seemed that it was inappropriate to talk about his deceased father outside, so he snorted childishly and didn't say any more.

The silver-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and then showed a bright smile.

The corners of Haruto's mouth also hooked up a smile, and he wondered how much failure this father should have done so that the children could only regard him as a symbol of family stability.

But with such a pair of sensible brothers, their family should be very harmonious and happy.

Thinking so, Haruko's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ah, it's a sukiyaki shop.

This fresh beef is mixed with the rich smell of the sauce and a variety of fresh side dishes, so it must be delicious.

He rubbed his stomach and walked into the store.

By the time the sukiyaki shopkeeper sent him out with a smile, it was already completely dark.

Haruto was content with his belly, and the shopkeeper was also satisfied and ready to close.

Find a place to stay here and return to the Narrow Foggy Mountains tomorrow morning.

Thinking like this, Haruko's starry sky consciousness that emanates from outside has given him some special feedback.

The hilt of the knife on his waist was clenched instantly, and Haruto's momentum became fierce.

It's the breath of a ghost.

And the direction is...... Residential area to the east!

Haruto leaped and flew through the wooden building, and in the looming starry consciousness, he saw a fighting figure crash through the wooden railing and fall out of a room.

It's the one I saw in the evening...... Silver-haired teenager!

The immortal Minoru Kawa was holding a firewood knife and fighting with the human-like guy in front of him.

How could this be!

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he almost cried tears of despair at the thought of the scene in the house.

His mother hasn't returned for a long time, and he just wants to go out and find out why the family has become like this!

Yes, Sumi, Sadako, and Hiro and I!

Except for the older Genmi, his younger brothers and sisters were all killed by this guy!

Ming Mingcai and Xuan Mi agreed to protect their families together, how could it be...... How could it be like this!!

A bitter roar came from his mouth, and the creature kept gnawing on his arm, sucking the blood that flowed out.

Kill it! Kill it!

Avenge your younger siblings!

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through his ears...... With the smell of sukiyaki.

A figure bowed over with a knife streaked across the night sky, and the handsome white-haired boy turned his head to look at him in bewilderment.

"Boy, I'm here to help you. "

The

white-haired boy's voice drifted into the starry night, like a star sinking into the evening sky.