Chapter 60: Chapter 60: Set off! To the Village of Swordsmiths!
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Meanwhile.
Tamayo's residence.
Second floor.
The light flickered slightly, the windows of the room were tightly closed, and not a ray of sunlight leaked in.
The figure lying in front of the table gasped slightly, suddenly.
"Huff...! Huff...!"
Tamayo's forehead was full of cold sweat, she suddenly opened her eyes, breathing heavily like a fish out of water, sweat made her hair stick to her face.
She stretched out her trembling hand, supported the table, and slowly sat up, her face pale, looking very weak.
After resting on the chair for a while, Tamayo finally came back to her senses from her trance.
"...Here it comes again." She murmured to herself, her eyebrows furrowed, staring intently at the blood droplet on the test paper in front of her.
Above the blood droplet, a crimson mist was faintly visible at this moment.
During this period, due to continuous experiments on Tanjuro's blood, she would occasionally faint inexplicably.
But these few times, she didn't see her husband and children, nor did she fall into hell.
——As if, the last time was just a coincidence.
However, after a large number of experiments, Tamayo also discovered another change in Tanjuro's blood.
Click.
She casually put the test paper with the blood droplet into a box next to her.
Rustle...
Another hand was quickly writing something on the notebook next to her.
——On the exposed arm, there were faintly some needle holes that had not yet healed.
Yushiro was sitting upright at the door of the room, his eyes worriedly looking at the door.
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Soon.
The basement of the mansion.
Creak...
A ray of light seeped in from above at the end of the corridor.
Tamayo lifted the tightly closed wooden door, her other hand holding a syringe, and walked into the dark basement along the stairs.
"Wha?! Wha!!"
Seemingly hearing the sound, a figure bound in the basement began to struggle desperately:
"Uh!"
Tamayo held a lit candle and came to the outside of the cage.
"I'm sorry... It must be painful." Tamayo squatted down, her face full of reluctance as she looked at the "person" in front of her.
The light of the candle shone on the person's face, revealing his demon identity with bulging veins and exposed fangs.
The demon's eyes and mouth were bound by a white cloth, and his limbs were also simply shackled.
——This is a demon that Tamayo "picked up" near Tokyo, who has not yet eaten humans.
——It seems that Muzan turned him into a demon when he passed by before.
Tamayo slightly drooped her eyes, she felt sorry for the demon in front of her.
Hiss——!
[Enchanted Blood·Visionary Dream Fragrance]
Tamayo stretched out her hand, suddenly scratching a few wounds on her arm with her nails, the crimson blood immediately flowed down, the smell of blood filled the air.
"Whoo..." The demon sniffed the smell of blood in the air, soon stopped struggling, and slowly collapsed on the ground.
After confirming that the demon had completely fainted, Tamayo aimed the syringe at his arm.
Pfft...
After injecting the orange-yellow liquid in the syringe, Tamayo quietly squatted aside, carefully observing the changes in the demon.
After a long time.
"...Still a bit short."
Tamayo's self-talking voice came from the basement.
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A few days later.
At the entrance of the Butterfly Mansion.
Kie led a few children and stood at the entrance of the Butterfly Mansion.
"Good morning, Kamado-san."
A 'Kakushi' member dressed in a black uniform stood in front of Tanjuro, he nodded slightly:
"The first stop on the way to the Swordsmith Village will be guided by me."
"Caw! And me!" Another crow shouted in the sky.
Swordsmith Village——the village where the swordsmiths who forge Nichirin Swords live.
It is an important base of the Demon Slayer Corps, so the journey to the Swordsmith Village is usually handed over by multiple 'Kakushi' members and crows.
"Um, thank you." Tanjuro nodded slightly, took the white strip, and blindfolded his eyes.
——Even after blindfolding, he could still observe the surroundings through the Transparent World.
After blindfolding, the 'Hidden' member carried Tanjuro on his back.
Then he started to run wildly.
"Father——have a safe journey!"
Nezuko raised her hand high, she smiled and waved at Tanjuro who was preparing to leave.
After this period of recuperation in the Butterfly Mansion, Nezuko and the others have mostly understood the story of the Demon Slayer Corps.
After being stimulated by this world-shattering news, several children have changed.
For example, Takeo and Tanjiro, who are tirelessly following the Kakushi members of the Butterfly Mansion for some basic physical training every day.
Shigeru, who is a little younger, also started learning the Hinokami Kagura.
"Is father leaving again?" Shigeru pulled Tanjiro's clothes, he looked at Tanjuro being carried away, waving at them, and worried softly.
"It's okay." Tanjiro smiled, he nodded, held his brother's hand, his tone full of confidence:
"The place we are going to this time is said to be very safe."
"There won't be any problems."
"Hmm." Shigeru pursed his lips, nodded, and stopped talking.
Tanjiro slightly tightened the hand holding Shigeru, his eyes gradually firm.
——He also wants to become stronger.
——Strong enough to protect his family.
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In the evening.
The sun gradually set, and the night fell from the horizon.
After a period of twists and turns.
At the entrance of the village of swordsmiths.
"Swordsman, we have arrived."
The hidden one who had changed several times slowly stopped, he squatted down and said to Tanjuro behind him:
"You can take off the blindfold now."
"Thank you." Upon hearing this, Tanjuro got down from the hidden one's back, took off the blindfold, and opened his eyes.
What caught his eye was a brightly lit street.
Two people high wooden stakes tightly enclosed the village of swordsmiths, leading directly to the gate is a wide street.
The bonfire at the gate was crackling and burning, slightly illuminating the surrounding environment.
At this moment, there is still some time before the sun completely sets.
Just as he was thanking the hidden one.
A familiar voice came from the front.
"Namu Amida Butsu..."
The sturdy figure of Himejima Gyomei stood out remarkably at the entrance of the village of swordsmiths, and even a group of swordsmiths wearing Warding mask gathered around the door.
He was wearing a monk's robe, with his hands together, holding a rosary.
Next to Himejima Gyomei was a hidden team member who was bending over and his legs couldn't stop trembling.
"Actually... I could have come by myself..."
Himejima Gyomei slightly bent over, two lines of clear tears flowed down his cheeks, he worriedly said to the hidden one who was carrying him:
"You don't have to force yourself..."
His voice was deep and slow, his blind and pale eyes accurately looked at the hidden one's position.
"No...!" The hidden one propped up a tree, suddenly raised his head, gasped heavily, his face turned blue:
"This is the rule! Even if you are a pillar, it's not allowed!"
While speaking, his legs were still trembling.
Upon hearing this, Himejima Gyomei no longer spoke, he straightened up, fiddled with the rosary in his hand.
He was silent for a while, and finally said to the hidden one who insisted on carrying him to the village of swordsmiths:
"How... precious persistence... Thank you..."
Behind the two.
Tanjuro withdrew his gaze, he glanced at the hidden one who carried him.
For some reason, he seemed to perceive a sense of relief from his hidden one.
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