Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 60 - Departure!Go to the village of forging knives!

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at the same time.

Zhushi Mansion.

The second floor.

The lights flickered slightly, and the windows of the room were tightly closed, not a single ray of sunlight could leak in.

The figure lying down in front of the table panted slightly, suddenly.

"Hoo...! Hoo...!"

Zhu Shi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, she opened her eyes suddenly, breathing heavily like a dehydrated fish, the sweat made her hair stick to her face.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, supported the table, sat up slowly, his face was pale, and he looked very weak.

After sitting on the chair and resting for a while, Zhu Shi recovered from the trance.

"...Here it comes again." She muttered to herself, frowning tightly, staring at the blood drop on the test paper in front of her.

Above the blood drop, at this moment, a bright red mist is floating faintly.

During this period of time, due to the constant experimentation on Tanjuro's blood, she fainted inexplicably from time to time.

But these few times, she did not see her husband and children, nor did she fall into hell.

——As if, the last time was just a coincidence,
However, after a lot of experiments, Zhu Shi also discovered another change in Tanjuro's blood.

click.

She conveniently put the test strip containing the blood drop into the box beside her.

rustle…

With the other hand, he was writing something quickly on the notepad next to him.

——On the bare arms, there are faint pinholes that have not been restored.

Yushiro was sitting at the door of the room, looking worriedly at the door.

……

soon.

The basement of the mansion.

creak...

A ray of light seeps in from above at the end of the corridor.

Zhu Shi lifted the closed wooden door, and holding the needle in her other hand, she walked down the stairs into the dark basement.

"Woo?! Woo!!"

As if hearing the sound, a certain figure tied up in the basement began to struggle desperately:

"Well!"

Holding a lighted candle, Zhu Shi came outside the cage.

"I'm sorry...it must be painful." Zhu Shi squatted down and looked at the "person" in front of him with a look of unbearable expression.

The flame of the candle reflected on the man's face, and the protruding veins and exposed fangs revealed his identity as an evil spirit.

The eyes and mouth of the evil spirit are bound by white cloth, and the limbs are also made into simple shackles.

——This is a ghost that Zhu Shi "picked up" near Tokyo, not yet cannibal.

——It seems that Wu Mi turned him into a ghost when he passed by before.

Zhu Shi lowered her eyes slightly, feeling unlucky for the ghost in front of her.

呲——!
【Blood Confusion Visual Fantasy Fragrance】

Zhu Shi stretched out his hand, and suddenly scratched a few scars on his arm with his fingernails, the bright red blood dripped down immediately, and the bloody smell permeated the air.

"Woo..." The ghost twitched the tip of his nose. He smelled the bloody smell in the air, and soon he stopped struggling and slowly collapsed to the ground.

After confirming that the ghost was completely unconscious, Zhu Shi aimed the needle at his arm.

puff...

After injecting the orange-yellow liquid in the needle tube, Zhu Shi quietly squatted aside, carefully observing the changes of the evil spirit.

for a long time.

"...not so far."

The voice of Zhu Shi talking to himself came from the basement.

……

……

a few days later.

Butterfly house door.

Kui Zhi led several children and stood at the door of Butterfly House.

"Good morning, Mr. Zaomen."

Standing in front of Tanjuro, the team member of 'Kin' wearing a black uniform, he nodded slightly:

"On the way to Forging Knife Village, I will lead the way at the first stop."

"Karma! And me!" Another crow shouted from the sky.

Forging Sword Village - the village where the swordsmiths who forge Japanese swords live.

It is an important stronghold of the Ghost Killing Squad, so on the way to the forging knife village, it is usually handed over by several Yin members and the crow.

"Well, please." Tanjuro nodded slightly, took the white note, and covered his eyes.

——Although he is blindfolded, he can still observe his surroundings through the transparent world.

After blindfolding, the hidden team members carry Tanjuro on their backs.

Then he started running wildly.

"Father—bon voyage!"

Mizuko raised her hand high, she smiled and waved to Tanjuro who was about to leave with his back turned to them.

After this period of recuperation in the Butterfly House, Mi Douzi and the others also mostly understood the story about the Ghost Killing Squad.

After being stimulated by this news that broke the worldview, several children have changed.

For example, Takeo and Tanjiro are doing some basic physical training with the Yins of Choya non-stop every day.

Shigeru, who was younger, also learned how to dance Kagura, the god of fire.

"Father, are you leaving again?" Shigeru tugged at the hem of Tanjiro's clothes, he watched Tanjuro being carried on his back and waving his hands to this side, worried softly.

"It's okay." Tanjiro smiled, nodded, and held his brother's hand, his tone full of confidence:

"I went to a very safe place this time."

"It'll be all right."

"En." Mao pursed his lips, nodded, and said nothing.

Tanjirou squeezed Shigeru's hand slightly, his eyes gradually firmed up.

——He also needs to become stronger.

——Strong enough to protect the family.

……

……

evening.

The sun is gradually setting to the west, and night is rising from the horizon.

After a period of twists and turns.

The entrance to Forging Knife Village.

"Swordsman, we have arrived."

After changing several times, Ink slowly stopped. He squatted down and said to Tanjuro behind him:

"You can take off the blindfold."

"Thank you." Hearing this, Tanjuro got down from Yin's back, took off the blindfold, and opened his eyes.

Into the purpose, is the brightly lit street.

Wooden stakes as high as two people surrounded Forge Knife Village airtightly, and there was a wide street leading directly to the gate.

The bonfire crackled and burned at the gate, slightly illuminating the surrounding environment.

There is still some time before the sun goes down completely.

Just as he nodded his thanks to Yin.

A familiar voice came from in front of him.

"Namo Amitabha…"

The burly figure of Beimingyu Xingming stood out at the gate of the forging knife village, and a group of swordsmiths wearing fire men's masks gathered near the gate to watch.

He is wearing a monk's robe, and he is clasping his hands, holding Buddhist beads.

Beside Beimingyu Xingming was a Yin team member who was bent over and his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

"Actually... I can come by myself..."

Beimingyu Xingming bent down slightly, two lines of clear tears flowed down his cheeks, he worriedly said to Yin who came behind his back:

"Don't be so reluctant..."

His voice was deep and slow, but his blind and white eyes looked precisely at Yin's position.

"No...!" Yin supported the tree beside him, raised his head suddenly, panting heavily, his face turned blue:
"This is the rule! Even if you are Zhu!"

While speaking, his legs were still shaking.

Hearing this, Bei Mingyu Xingming stopped talking, he straightened his waist, and moved the rosary in his hand.

He was silent for a while, and finally said to the Yin who insisted on carrying him to Forging Sword Village:

"What...precious persistence...thank you..."

behind them.

Tanjuro withdrew his eyes, and he glanced behind his back.

For some reason, he seemed to sense a trace of gratitude from his invisible body.

(End of this chapter)