Demon Slayer: Tanjuro Kamado returns from Sekiro

Chapter 85 – The Dragon

inside the house.

"Meow…"

Feeling the stroking, the white cat raised its head suspiciously, and looked at Beimingyu who was stunned in place.

Beimingyu kept squatting down, covering the back of the white cat with his broad palms, and did not move at all.

——Under the hair, the tactile sensation of the friction between the skin and the muscles is transmitted along the fingers.

--This is…

He was slightly taken aback.

in memory.

Tanjuro's movements gradually became clearer.

From the first meeting at the entrance of the village to the discovery of the winding ghost on the roof.

Observe the movement when pushing the door open, and make subtle adjustments when sitting.

In the battle, when you pass by yourself, you can also accurately judge the movement of your sun hammer swing in advance to cooperate.

As if the idea of ​​using sword skills was formed in his mind, Tanjurou already knew it.

As a blind man, he pays more attention to such subtle places.

thump!
thump!
The sound of the beating heart seemed to echo in the chest cavity.

Layers of images were superimposed in Beimingyu's mind, instantly turning into a transparent white awn.

Polishing the perception of nearly 25 years, at this moment, is natural.

wow——

It was like a gentle wind brushed against his face.

The palm of Beimingyu slowly moved away from the white cat's back.

He opened his mouth slightly.

Tears ran across the cheeks and dripped on the head of the puzzled white cat.

"Meow?"

The beating of the heart, the flow of blood, the slight friction between muscles and bones, and the breeze blowing through the fine hair.

Bei Mingyu slowly raised his head, like a newborn baby, he "looked" at everything around him seriously for the first time.

In an instant.

The world was born in his heart.

— has never been so clear.

Tears silently fell from the corners of his eyes.

……

……

Feeling the surroundings, after a long while in a trance.

Sorrowful Islet slowly regained consciousness

At this moment just now, he understood Tanjuro's various subtle contingency movements before.

"Amitabha…"

He gently put down the white cat in his hands, put his palms together, closed his white eyes, and murmured:

"Is this the world in your eyes... Mr. Zaomen..."

soon.

Beimingyu stood up.

Holding the white cat in his arms, he stepped into the house, where there was a desk for writing—although it had never been used before.

He believes that in his mission report, there are still some things that need to be added.

……

……

the other side.

On the way from Taoshan to Butterfly House.

whoosh-

"I was struck by lightning, so I should go to the Butterfly House first to look for the butterflies." Lin Taki Zuo ran for the next time, with his hands stretched back, holding the front handle of the stretcher.

Ryotaki and Tanjuro were carrying a simple stretcher, on which Zenitsu lay unconscious with his mouth open, his eyes turned white.

The two carried Shanyi on their shoulders and were moving forward quickly.

Foam gushed out from the corner of the unconscious Shanyi's mouth.

"It's a blessing to be alive."

Jigoro Kuwashima was leaning on crutches, but his speed did not decrease at all, and he followed closely behind the two.

At this moment, he didn't have the slightest intention of panting, and he was talking to himself very steadily, even though several people were running.

Behind a few people.

With a gloomy complexion, he looked at Shanyi on the stretcher with disgust in his eyes. The blue-eyed young man with black hair and a gou jade around his neck was trying to follow behind.

"Tch!" He clicked his tongue and looked at Shanyi in disgust.

—The guy who got in the way.

The furrowed eyebrows moved slightly.

Even though today is the day to practice sword form, why was he struck by lightning at this time?
——Crying and crying for myself every day is simply wasting the master's time!
Today too!

The black-haired boy thought, looking at Shanyi with more and more resentment.

The time for my own training is also taken up!

Seemingly noticing his emotions, Ci Wulang, who was running ahead, turned around and shouted loudly:
"Yue Yue!"

"focus!"

The black-haired boy known as "Yue Yue" was slightly startled when he heard the words. He looked at Ci Wulang, then lowered his head and concentrated on his way:

"Yes, Master."

Ci Wulang slowly withdrew his eyes, but he couldn't help feeling a little worried in his heart.

Inaoyu Yuyue——was the first apprentice he accepted.

He worked very hard on the practice of swordsmanship and made rapid progress.

When I saw him for the first time, Huang Yue was lying on the ground, his face covered with bruises, drinking muddy water to survive.

This experience has made him too withdrawn to blend in with his surroundings - alas.

Thinking of this, Kuwashima Jigoro sighed deeply.

How can I rescue this child from her closed heart...

The aged face was full of worry.

In front.

Tanjuro looked sideways, paying attention to Inatama Kinake who was trying to follow behind.

The other party's resentment was unabashedly revealed to Shanyi.

He looked away.

Looking straight ahead, I don't know what I'm thinking.

……

……

Shortly after.

Butterfly House.

The second floor.

Ward.

Several people gather here.

In the courtyard, the children who saw Tanjuro rushing back rushed over one after another.

The leader is Tanjirou.

"Ah, ah, what's going on?"

When Die Die Ren saw Shan Yi who was smoking green smoke, he couldn't help covering his mouth with his hands, and sighed softly and worriedly:

"...caused by vampirism?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and touched Shanyi's forehead.

Very hot.

Butterfly frowned.

"No." Ci Wulang frowned, he looked at Shan Yi worriedly, and explained:

"This child was just struck by lightning."

heard.

——?
Even the owner of Butterfly House, Die Ninja, who had seen many wounded people, was stunned for a moment.

"So... I understand."

After reacting quickly, Butterfly Ren nodded, opened the medicine box beside him, and began to do a detailed examination for the unconscious Shanyi.

but.

After some inspection.

Butterfly straightened up with doubts, and she looked at the unconscious Shanyi.

"What's wrong?" Ci Wulang saw this, his eyes were faintly worried, he quickly stepped forward two steps, and questioned Die Die: "Can this child still wake up?"

Die Die Ren's expression hesitated, she opened her mouth slightly, and then said in a puzzled tone:

"Um…"

"In general, except for the relatively high body temperature, there is nothing abnormal about the rest."

At this time.

Swish!
"Nothing unusual..."

A hand stretched out from behind several people, pointing directly at Shanyi who was lying on the hospital bed, his voice was full of repressed resentment:
"That!"

Several people turned their heads and looked at the speaking master along their arms.

Yan Yue was raising his hand, he looked disgusted and shouted:

"Isn't this guy just pretending to sleep!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed the lapel of the unconscious Shanyi's clothes.

creak-

Arms forcefully lifted his upper body abruptly:
"Hey! Idiot!" Yan Yue clenched his fists tightly, with blue veins protruding along his neck, he shook Shan Yi and shouted:

"Wake up quickly! Don't waste other people's time here!"

"There are still patients waiting for treatment! Bastard!"

Snapped!
At this time.

One hand held Huang Yue's arm and squeezed it tightly.

creak...

Yan Yue glanced at it.

Not the master's hand.

"—Huh?" His eyes were fierce, and he turned his head to look at the owner of the arm.

"Let him go!"

It was Tanjirou who yelled.

(End of this chapter)