Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Oyakata-sama's Mansion
"—Help me, kill Muzan."
The low voice echoed in the memory.
Tamayo stood at the end of the street, she stared at Kamado Tanjuro's figure in the distance, lost in thought.
A handsome young man with greenish-white hair stood next to Tamayo, although he tried to keep a serious expression, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
The young man seemed to notice the direction Tamayo had been looking at, he followed Tamayo's gaze and looked in the other direction.
Tomioka Giyu and Tanjuro, and Murata who was bowing and thanking the two, appeared in the field of vision.
—Hmm?
The young man's light purple eyes, just like Tamayo's, squinted slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared on his face.
—A swordsman? There's a "滅" character on the back which mean extermination... Demon Slayer Corps?
Before he had time to take a closer look, Tamayo, who was slightly pursing her lips next to him, turned her body and took a small step away from the street.
"Let's go, Yushiro."
Tamayo's gentle voice sounded, she turned around, slowly walked away along the street:
"We've collected enough blood for today."
The young man named Yushiro heard this, quickly followed, he jogged a few steps:
"Yes."
...
On the other side of the street.
It seemed to have noticed something.
Tomioka Giyu raised his head, his lightless deep blue eyes swept around.
After finding nothing, he slowly withdrew his gaze.
—An illusion?
...
...
The next day.
Daytime.
Perhaps because of the gloom last night, the weather during the day was particularly clear, and the azure sky was unobstructed.
"Caw!!" Two pitch-black crows soared in the sky, looking down at the ground.
On the uneven mountains not far away, there was a large cluster of wisteria flowers, shimmering in the sunlight.
In the middle of the wisteria flower cluster, there was a solemnly decorated, spacious Japanese mansion.
Step, step, step.
Three people were walking on the small road in the mountains.
Kamado Tanjuro squinted his eyes, using the breathing technique to drive away sleepiness.
Although he looked pale and thin, with withered muscles, weak and powerless, he could die at any time.
But last night, Tanjuro discovered something.
After the demon was beheaded by Tomioka Giyu, and he picked up his Kusabimaru.
It seemed that only he saw the pink "resurrection" power rising from the ashes of the demon.
And it went straight into his body.
In his body, the "resurrection" power that could be sensed, roughly recovered a quarter.
If it were in the past, staying up all night for two nights, plus non-stop running.
He would have died long ago.
But now.
Kamado Tanjuro walked steadily step by step.
It's the power of "resurrection".
This essentially belongs to the root of life force, supporting and filling his weak body.
If he fights now, he is also confident that he can cut a hundred pieces when Muzan self-destructs.
However, this roughly one-quarter of the "revival" energy is also being worn away at an imperceptible speed.
Now it's just walking, if fighting, it might wear away faster.
New discovery, worth recording.
Kamado Tanjuro kept his silence, like a walking plant, moving on the road.
On the side.
Indeed.
The personalities of the Hashira are all very strange.
And very scary!
Murata walked in the middle of the two, he carefully observed the two, then helplessly raised his head and looked at the sky.
"...Sigh."
Murata touched his forehead, where there was a wound corroded by the demon's saliva yesterday, he carefully touched it with his finger.
Slap.
He immediately cried out in pain:
"It hurts!"
Murata retracted his hand, lowered his head, looked at the necrotic flesh stuck on his finger, and hesitated to speak to the two people next to him:
"That..."
He raised his eyes, glanced left and right at the two people walking in the middle, and then looked at Tomioka Giyu, who he was more familiar with:
"To... Tomioka-sama."
"Do I really need to go to the Butterfly Mansion for this little injury..."
"Probably, it will heal itself in a few days." Saying this, Murata tentatively looked at Tomioka Giyu.
Tomioka Giyu looked straight ahead, he shook his head slightly:
"Not necessarily."
"This time, all three Kanoe members except you were killed in action, which can't be done by that one demon alone."
His tone was flat, and his deep blue eyes didn't change at all:
"I'm afraid, there is a more powerful demon in that place, it is very likely to be one of the Twelve Demon Moons."
"Going to the Butterfly Mansion is just on the way, this matter about the demon needs to be reported to Oyakata-sama first, it might be more convenient to bring you along."
Ah.
Upon hearing this, Murata, who was walking next to Tomioka Giyu, suddenly felt his body stiffen, as if petrified.
His thoughts suddenly stopped.
So that's how it is.
Actually, it was me, who was wishful thinking.
Even though the seniors have all sacrificed, I'm actually thinking about this...
Murata! You're really shameful!
You need some self-introspection!
Murata felt his scalp tingle, his face slowly reddened, feeling ashamed that he hadn't noticed the sacrifice of his teammates at this level.
He walked silently, head down, following the two.
The remnants of last night had been taken over by the covert team, and in the process of searching for the victims, they found the remains of the other team members.
A Hinoe rank team member is already a future pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps, with the hope of being promoted to a Pillar, the sudden death of three is enough to cause concern.
Thinking of this, Tomioka Giyu suddenly remembered the peculiar breathing technique of Kamado Tanjuro last night.
He thought that Tanjuro, who could have strength close to a Hashira, would probably know the breathing technique, so he wasn't surprised that Tanjuro knew the breathing technique.
But, he had never seen such a breathing technique.
Especially the sword technique that thrusts forward.
In the moment when Tanjuro made his move, Tomioka Giyu even detected something like.
—Water Breathing in Kamado Tanjuro's breath.
That move, combined with the rhythm of breathing, made Tomioka Giyu instantly associate it with [Water Breathing·Seventh Form· Drop Ripple Thrust---Shizuku Hamon Tsuki]
However, it seems to be fundamentally different.
Just like apples and tomatoes, although they are both red, both have green stems, and both can be eaten.
But they are not the same species after all.
Is it a self-created breathing technique?
Thinking about it, Tomioka Giyu's gaze crossed Murata and looked at Kamado Tanjuro, his tone was flat:
"Kamado."
Kamado Tanjuro didn't answer, he just slowly turned his head and looked at Tomioka Giyu.
The latter understood that this meant for him to continue speaking.
But the thousands of words he had thought of in his heart, when they reached his mouth, suddenly became:
"Where did your breathing technique come from?"
Upon hearing this, Kamado Tanjuro's expression went from plain to somewhat puzzled.
He thought for a moment, seeming to figure out Tomioka Giyu's intention.
Just as Tanjuro was once again surprised by Tomioka Giyu's poor expression.
"Caw!!" The crow's voice came from the sky above:
"The Oyakata-sama's mansion is here! Caw!!"
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