Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 38 - Zhu Shi Wants Blood
The moonlight sprinkled in the night sky, covering the dark streets with a layer of white gauze.

In the dark night, two figures were quietly touching the street from the corner, as if they were looking for something.

In the ruins of houses.

"Phew... it's finally taken down..."

Holding a bomb, Ganluji Mitsuri, who had just finished wiping the sweat off her head, breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned against the broken wall behind her.

Defuse the bomb next to the winding one...

Cold sweat dripped from Amroji Mitsuri's forehead.

——Just now, she almost gave up and threw the bomb at the six-eyed ghost!

——But considering the distance and the problem of easy accidental injury, it was not thrown in the end.

——I don’t know what happened to Mr. Zaomen and Mr. Purgatory. I just defeated Twelve Ghost Moons...and now I’m running into them again...

Having said that, six eyes!Terrible and disgusting!

Thinking of this, she became nervous.

Sudden.

Amroji Mitsuri noticed that the sound of the blades colliding continuously from just now had stopped.

And, it doesn't sound anymore.

She froze for a moment.

"Eh?"

Ganluji Mitsuri, who was hiding in the ruins, poked her head out. She scanned the surroundings and found that one of the upper strings standing outside her bunker just now had disappeared:
"Eh? Eh?" Ganlu Temple looked around in a daze.

"That six-eyed ghost..."

"No... gone?"

In her arms was a bomb whose hour hand stopped counting down.

"Ambush...or...run away?"

Ganlu Temple was wondering, and stood up from behind the ruins.

She turned her head slightly, and noticed the two standing in the middle of the street:
"Ah! It's Mr. Purgatory! And that uncle Stove Gate!"

They were standing there, not knowing what to talk about.

Both of their knives have been put away, and they seem to be fine.

The crow also landed on Mr. Purgatory's shoulders!
--Very good!Both look fine!
Turning over the ruins, Ganluji Mitsuri held the bomb, waved her hands and ran towards the two people:
"Mr. Purgatory—!"

The two people who were talking heard the shout from one side, and they all looked in the direction of Ganlu Temple.

"Ganlu Temple!" Purgatory Kyojuro turned his head, seeing Mitsuri's peaceful appearance, he smiled and heaved a sigh of relief:

"You're all right! That's great!"

"Mm! Purgatory-san and Zaomon-san too!" Ganluji Mitsuri ran up to the two of them, panting, and nodded vigorously. She looked at Tanjuro at the side and hesitated:
"Mr. Zaomen, that ghost just now..."

"he left."

Tanjuro exhaled, looked at the place where Heishimu was standing just now, and said:

"He can still fight, but he's gone."

"Now, there should be no ghosts around."

click.

He was holding the handle of the Kagemaru, and the scabbard of the Hikari Saber was empty.

Hei Simou left, and he left decisively.

Tanjuro was a little surprised, he just chopped off one of his arms.

Just to test yourself?But it doesn't seem necessary...

Although it is not clear what happened to the other party.

But this time, it finally survived.

Don't let your guard down, after Hei Si Mou returns, Wu Mi will know my fake identity.

If this is the case, Wu Mi will definitely make another move.

So complicated.

Tanjuro thought, he sighed slightly, feeling a little tired in his heart.

——Just think of a way to kill Wu Mi in advance...

Come back to your senses.

Amroji Mitsuri was holding the bomb, and her eyes moved back and forth between Purgatory Kyojurou and Tanjurou.

- So strong!
——Both are so strong!

"I see!" Kanroji Mitsuri nodded lightly when she heard Tanjuro's words, with some frustration in her tone, she looked at the bomb in her arms:

"Sorry... I'm obviously a team member, but I can't help you with anything..."

"Hiding behind the ruins..."

Snapped!
"Nanlu Temple! No need to apologize!"

Purgatory Xingshoulang stretched out his hand and patted Ganlusi on the shoulder. His orange eyes were shining brightly, and he comforted Ganlusi with a smile:
"For the first mission, you have done enough!"

"With your help, the rest of the team members are all fine, aren't they!"

Xing Shoulang's eyes fell on the arms of Ganlu Temple, which was a time bomb that had been dismantled:

"You also dismantled the bomb, avoiding more casualties, well done!"

As he spoke, he raised his head, laughed twice, and patted his chest:

"It's me!"

"As a Class A team member, in the battle with Twelve Ghost Moons, I can only watch from the sidelines!"

"It's really embarrassing!"

Purgatory Kyojuro's thick black sword eyebrows were erected, his piercing eyes turned his head, and looked at Kamado Tanjuro:
"I really want to find a crack in the ground and get in!"

Even though he said this, at this moment, Xing Shoulang's heart was incomparably turbulent.

After seeing such a battle, he couldn't wait to go back and strengthen his training!
——As long as you are as strong as Mr. Zaomen.

——Even a father must be moved!
It seemed that he had sensed the increasingly fiery eyes of Purgatory Xingshou Lang.

Tanjuro and Kyojuro looked at each other, but he held the handle of the knife without speaking.

His strong body has not faded, and he still maintains his strong body at this moment.

Blood rushes through the body.

As long as there is enough regeneration force filling his body, he will always maintain this state.

Although this cannot fundamentally solve his own problems, it is enough for now.

But... it would be better if he could find a way to directly replenish his own body.

"Mr. Purgatory..." Ganlusi Mili heard the words, hugged the bomb, looked at Purgatory Xingjurou with teary eyes, and said gratefully: "Thank you...!"

Just when several people were talking.

Behind them, not far away.

rustle…

There were light footsteps.

"...I found it!" A tiny voice sounded slightly.

A young man wearing a white haori, with white hair on the top of his head and azure hair, was squatting on the ground sneakily.

On his forehead, there was a piece of paper with eyes drawn on it.

It seems that because of this piece of paper, the three of Tanjuro who were standing not far away seemed not to notice the situation here.

Beside the man, a beautiful woman in a dark purple kimono squatted there.

"Master Zhu Shi, you don't need to do such a dangerous thing, I can do it alone."

Yushiro turned his head, and he said to Zhushi beside him, lowered his voice, slightly covered his mouth with his hands, and his tone was full of worry:

"It will be troublesome to be discovered by those ghost hunters. My blood ghost technique is just a cover-up, and it can't hide us perfectly."

"Also, that Twelve Ghost Moon just left, it's too dangerous..."

"It's okay, Yushiro." Zhu Shi just shook her head lightly, her lavender eyes were lowered like mist:
"nothing."

"This is what we have to do."

Saying that, Zhu Shi stretched out his hand, took out a delicate wooden box from the sleeve of the kimono, and gently opened it.

pat.

From it, she took out a finely crafted needle tube with a pointed end as a blade, but a storage space in the handle.

Zhu Shi lowered his head and looked in front of the two of them.

Lying on the ground in front of the two of them.

——Surprisingly, the half arm that was cut off by Tanjuro just now belonged to Heishimou.

Zhu Shi put the scalpel-like needle on the half amputated arm.

Press slightly harder.

puff!

There was the sound of a knife piercing into flesh.

Swish!
Tanjuro, who had his back turned to them in front of them, turned his head suddenly and looked here.

(End of this chapter)