Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 79 – Killing on the spot
a few days ago.

night.

Shi Tou and his brother had just finished their swordsmanship practice tonight, and they wiped the sweat from their brows.

As if mustering up a lot of courage, Ichiro took a deep breath, and under the puzzled eyes of his younger brother, he opened his mouth and shouted to the tree beside him:

"Uncle!"

"What do the words in your eyes mean?"

Ji Guoyansheng was standing under the tree, thinking deeply, the question Yaichiro asked him just now echoed in his ears.

He raised his head, put his hand casually on the handle of the knife, and looked at the two brothers with the faded "one" character, with a calm tone:
"You...can't read...?"

The meaning of his inquiry is not just simple "literacy", but also "reading".

"cough!"

Ichiro and Muichiro looked at each other, and the two moved their eyes aside as if nothing had happened.

The elder brother elbowed the younger brother, and Muichiro suddenly stared at his elder brother with wide eyes in disbelief.

"I know... I know it." Muichiro came to his senses, he said falteringly, lowering his head a little ashamedly:
"Some simple words...Of course I know them."

Ji Guoyansheng remained silent.

When Ji Guoyansheng learned that Shitou's family is illiterate, he was a little surprised.

Immediately, in the spare time between swordsmanship and rest, he taught Ichiro and his brother how to read and write.

Among them, the first sentence he taught was——

"Those who are poor in their way will return to the same place."

Secondly, there are some separate words such as "Jiguo, Shitou, Ghost Slayer, Choice...".

……

In the corridor under the eaves.

"One day...you will decide your own future path..."

Ji Guoyansheng sat kneeling in the corridor, in front of him was a small wooden table, holding a brush in his hand.

"I will not order...or let you make any decisions..."

"What I do...is because of the path I walk...by my own choice..."

The ink-soaked brush brushed across the paper, writing small characters smoothly.

The clouds covering the bright moon gradually dissipated, and the clear moonlight slanted in under the eaves.

Ji Guoyansheng raised his head slowly, put down the brush in his hand, and looked at the bright yellow moon in the night sky.

"Now…"

He opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was calm:
"Let's make a decision..."

……

……

now.

during the day.

"…Decide?"

The sunlight passed under the eaves, passed through the open door, and fell on Ichiro's surprised face.

He was still immersed in what he saw on the note just now, unable to recover for a long time.

Muichiro's mood changed very quickly, he was sitting next to his brother expectantly with an excited look on his face.

Everyone sat in the house, forming a circle.

"so…"

Purgatory Makijuro interrupted the silence of the two of them. He lowered his eyes and thought:

"You want to join the Demon Slayer Squad...?"

Muichiro nodded quickly, clenched his fists excitedly, and agreed:

"Ok!"

"The Ghost Killing Squad is exactly what you said! It's a good place to help others!"

He thought back to the training of swordsmanship and the growth of strength during this period of time.

And—the helplessness when faced with his mother's serious illness.

Already, I don’t want to feel that powerlessness anymore!
As Muichiro thought about it, he clenched his fists even harder, his hands turned white, and his tone gradually became firm:

"If it can make others feel at ease, I will join!"

"Wait! Wuichiro!" Seeing this, Ichiro quickly stretched out his hand to hold his younger brother, his tone hesitated:

"Too fast...! Calm down and think carefully..."

Things went beyond Ichiro's imagination, even he, who thought he was the smartest in his family, couldn't make up his mind at the moment.

At this time.

"Muichiro is right."

Shi Tou Weiyilang was holding a small pot of peeled chestnuts, put it down, and slowly sat beside Wuichiro.

pat.

Stretching out his hand, he gently rubbed Muichiro's head, with a gentle tone:
"Do good for others."

"Help others, and ultimately help yourself."

Yuichiro smiled, and after looking at Muichiro, he slowly looked at Tanjuro and the other three sitting opposite him:
"After all, he is my son. If Wuichiro wants to join, then so will I."

Purgatory Makijuro nodded, and then turned his gaze to Ichiro who was full of doubts and panic:
"Well, what about you?"

Ichiro's head was buzzing.

"I...I..." he faltered, his eyes constantly moving between his father and younger brother.

At this time.

"Namo... please wait a moment, Mr. Makijuro." Beimingyu Xingming silently recited the Buddha's name, and he interrupted the conversation of several people:
"Sorry, Mr. Only Lang."

Thoughts flashed across my heart.

One of the winding... Let them decide whether to join the Ghost Killing Squad...

He pondered for a moment, with a dull voice, turned his head to Makijuro, and gave his own answer:

"This matter is definitely not something we can easily decide..."

"It should be reported to the lord as soon as possible, and the lord will judge again."

pat, pat.

In his hand, the red incomplete Buddhist beads were pressed continuously, and Bei Mingyu turned his head, facing the three of Wei Weilang, his father and his son:
"Before the lord agrees, can I invite a few..."

Beimingyu straightened his upper body, his muscular body was like a hill, his pale eyes looked at Ichiro with fear:
"Leave with us first, don't worry, the Ghost Killing Squad will arrange accommodation for a few of you."

heard.

Wuichiro, Ichiro, and Weiweilang father and son looked at each other.

They turned their heads in unison again, and looked at the sitting in the middle, drinking tea with gentle movements.

Shi Touxun swallowed the tea in her mouth, she smiled slightly, and agreed with her head tilted:
"sure."

It seems to be aware of the sleepiness of the Shitou brothers.

Beimingyu nodded, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you, then let's take advantage of your residence to rest for a day and set off together tomorrow."

pat, pat.

Because of bowing his head, some tears dripped on the wooden floor.

"Uncle, what are you crying about!" Ichiro was startled again by Beimingyu, he put his hands behind his back and backed up twice.

"Ah... ah... what a touching family relationship."

As Beimingyu said, he raised his head high and clasped his hands together.

But in his heart, he was thinking about another question.

[My lord has already known about the winding incident in Forging Knife Village, and the village will move out before tonight. ]
[There must be a lot of swordsmen sent to reinforce the protection. At that time, even if one of the top strings appears again...]
Beimingyu Xingming turned his head slightly.

He focused on Tanjuro who was studying the map behind them.

——It will definitely be beheaded on the spot tonight.

Think about this.

pat!

Bei Mingyu clasped his hands together and was slightly shocked. From the eyes of others, the huge Buddha beads were shaking with his movements, which was very intimidating.

Behind a few people.

Tanjuro sat across from Shitou's house. He spread the map of Infinite City on the wooden floor and observed it carefully.

——This is a diagram of the internal structure of Infinite City.

(End of this chapter)