After a lot of busy work, Kamado's family finally had some time to spare.
Tanjiro, the eldest son, also walked down the stairs.
With his extraordinary sense of smell, he had already smelled his father's scent.
I already knew that my father was safe and sound, so I let my younger brothers and sisters share the surprise and joy first.
Tanjiro thought this and walked down the stairs with a heartfelt smile.
…
patio.
Tanjuro hugged Shigeru, smiled apologetically at the other hermits in Butterfly House, and sat on the corridor facing the courtyard.
"Father, are you..."
Yadouzi observed Tanjuro carefully, and she sat down with Rokuta in her arms.
Subconsciously, he reached out and pinched Tanjuro's arm:
"…became fat?"
"Huh?" After hearing Midouzi's words, Shigeru immediately raised his head, placed both hands on Tanjuro's face, and rubbed it twice with a serious expression.
The skinny feeling before was no longer replaced by a face that looked like a normal person.
After feeling the different color on Tanjuro's face, Shigeru let go and looked surprised:
"real!"
Bang bang!
Shigeru slapped Tanjuro's chest with both hands, and the expression on his face became more and more surprised:
"Oh!! Brother Zhuxiong! Look!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved twice at Takeo, who was holding a wooden knife on the side, and shouted:
"My father used to feel a thumping sound when he patted his chest."
Snapped! As he spoke, Mao took another shot:
"Now it's snap!"
Tanjuro hugged Shigeru, reached out and rubbed his bald head, smiling silently.
"Mao!"
Just after Zhuxiong finished waving the wooden sword, he turned around with sweating profusely, and saw Shigeru's naughty scene. He was so frightened that he turned his head and glanced at Midouzi.
Oops…
The eldest sister who is usually kind and gentle becomes even scarier when she is angry than Tanjiro-nii when he is angry...! !
Zhu Xiong suddenly felt something bad, and he glanced at Mi Douzi cautiously.
"Sixth Mrs., did you fall asleep again?" Fortunately, Midouzi didn't seem to care.
Seeing that Midouzi didn't look angry, Takeo slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time.
Da da.
"Mao, stop it."
Kuizhi was carrying a few rice balls and walked slowly from the house behind them. She was smiling and slowly sat beside them:
"If we continue to make trouble, father will be angry."
Snap, Aoi Eda put the wooden box in his hand aside, stretched out his hand and took the fussy Shigeru from Tanjuro's hand.
"Mom, father will not be angry."
"Right!" Shigeru raised his head and smiled happily at Tanjuro, much more lively than before.
Aoi Eda smiled helplessly at Shigeru, then looked worried, looking at Tanjuro who looked very normal.
——She has become accustomed to Tanjuro's sallow appearance.
——Now I suddenly feel better...
——Kui Zhi felt a little worried.
after all.
My husband seemed to have encountered those "ghosts" and "monsters" a few days ago.
Although I'm back safely now, if things get weird, then...
Thinking of this, Kuei Zhi pursed her lips slightly, frowned, and looked at Tanjuro with her beautiful lavender eyes worriedly:
"...Are you okay, Tanjuro?"
She stretched out her fingers and gently touched Tanjuro's rosy face twice.
"It won't be the same as that time..."
That time——it refers to a year ago, when Tanjuro killed a giant bear that was close to his house and slept for a year.
"Will not."
Tanjuro just shook his head slightly, and then slowly stretched out his hand to pull the dazed Aoi Eda and Shigeru into his arms - he had wanted to do this a long time ago:
"Don't worry, it's okay."
Feeling the sound of her husband's healthy and strong heartbeat, Kui Zhi, who had not reacted for a while, was suddenly in a daze.
When Aoi Eda reacted, her face turned slightly rosy, then she quickly pushed Tanjuro away and straightened up again:
"Tanjuro...!"
Her voice gradually became quieter, her head lowered slightly, and finally it was inaudible:
"This is not at home..."
On the side, several children quickly dispersed upon seeing this and started playing on their own.
"Haha..." Rarely, Tanjuro chuckled softly. He looked up at the sky under the eaves not far away, and the confusion in his heart gradually dissipated.
Under the eaves, the lively laughter gradually turned quiet.
Aoieda and Tanjuro leaned together and overlapped their hands.
In the courtyard, younger children were running and jumping, while older children were holding serious expressions on their faces and waving wooden knives.
Yes, that's why he fights.
--family.
Tanjuro looked at Takeo, who was wielding a wooden sword in a decent manner, and Shigeru, who was playing in the courtyard.
If it weren't for Wu Mei, he might be like this, spending his life happily with his family.
but now.
Click,
Tanjuro tightened his grip on Kakimaru around his waist.
All goals are to kill Wuhan in the end.
He is now a thorn in Wuhan's side.
After Heishimou returned, Muzan knew that he was not Yuanyi, and he would definitely continue to send ghosts like he did after Tanjiro in the original work.
A sense of urgency arose in Tanjuro's heart. He looked at the children in the courtyard and Aoi Eda sitting next to him.
He must be strong enough to protect his family in front of Wuhan.
Not a single flaw is exposed.
The power of rejuvenation can only solve temporary needs, and the most important thing is to restore the body's fundamentals as soon as possible.
First, combat memory.
When killing the next two, Tanjuro did not gain [combat memory].
He knew that the memory of battle had a prefix - the memory of fighting against strong men.
Since the second one is not considered a strong person, half of the upper arm is enough to possess the memory of battle.
So.
Tanjuro raised his head, thinking slightly.
——Looking for the winding.
But, before that.
Click.
Tanjuro raised the sheathed Kakimaru.
——He still needs a Nichirin sword.
Right now, he is still unable to use Chu Yuanyi's divine skill, the He Dao.
The last time he fought against Heishimou, Kakimaru turned into a Hedou because of the high-intensity rebound in a short period of time.
In other words - it was Hei Shimo who struck the iron hard and turned Chunwan red.
It's impossible for every string he encounters to be able to turn Chun Wan into a He Dao.
But the ordinary Nichirin sword is too fragile - it may be that Tanjuro has no awareness of protecting the blade.
After all, wedge pills are very hard.
In short, a Nichirin sword specially made for him is necessary.
Suddenly, he saw the two-colored haori figure sitting in the corner with his head lowered - Tomioka Giyu.
Tomioka Giyuu was hanging his head, as if counting the ants on the ground.
It looked out of place with no one around.
As if he noticed Tanjuro's gaze, Tomioka Giyu slowly turned his head and looked this way.
Tanjuro was stunned.
——Just now, was Takeo clamoring for Tomioka to learn swordsmanship...?
Thinking of this.
Tanjuro looked at Takeo who was standing in the courtyard, waving a wooden sword vigorously.
He would not let his children participate in dangerous battles.
but…
Basic self-defense techniques…
"Takeo!"
Zhuxiong in the courtyard suddenly turned around and looked at his father, somewhat confused.
"Kagura, the God of Fire, do you want to learn?"
Hearing this, Zhuxiong was stunned for a moment.
next moment.
In his entranced eyes, there was a starburst called 'want'.
"think!"
…
After hearing the conversation between the father and son in the courtyard, Tomioka Yiyong's expression was slightly startled.
Then, Momo lowered his head again.
He's in Butterfly House now, just because.
I just finished my mission with Butterfly and stopped here to rest.
That's all.
