After hearing Ichiro's description clearly.
Mingyu Xingming grasped the chain of the sun wheel hammer again, with a solemn look on his face. He stood up, and his breath suddenly became heavy.
Bang!
The heavy meteor hammer hit the ground, shaking up a layer of dust.
A strong shadow suddenly enveloped Ichiro who was sitting on the ground.
"In the…"
Ichiro was stunned for a moment. He raised his head in a daze, with cold sweat streaming down his face, and looked at the people approaching.
--Oops.
——You said the wrong thing.
He quickly realized what misleading words he had just said.
Look at the weapons already held in everyone's hands and the expressions on their faces.
——That six-eyed uncle is really not a human being.
My initial feeling was correct.
but……
Ichiro thought back to the past few weeks of getting along with him. In addition to speaking slowly, looking strange, having an old-fashioned personality, and being trained very harshly...
He's actually a pretty good guy!
He also saved his mother, so...
Even if he is a ghost, he should be a good ghost...
Ichiro looked at the Demon Slayers in front of him, sweat dripped from his forehead due to nervousness, and he unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes.
After thinking about what Bei Mingyu had just explained, Ichiro realized with hindsight that this Demon Slayer...
Probably——I don’t care about what is good or bad...
He closed his eyes slightly, apologizing to Jiguo Iwakatsu in his heart.
I can only find a way to prevaricate and go back!
Ichiro opened his eyes firmly, he was a child after all! And he only stated two brief conditions!
As long as you say that you are just making things up, you should be able to get away with it!
Tanjuro was the closest. He was lowering his head in thought and quietly observing Ichiro.
Six eyes, with words.
It's Black Death Mou.
Tanjuro's eyes moved to the knife at Ichiro's waist. The cloth strip on the handle had obvious signs of being soaked with sweat and then dried.
As woodcutter, the three of them have all practiced swordsmanship.
In the original work, nothing like this happened.
He had met Hei Simo at a long distance in the forest before the sun rose.
Now it seems--
Tanjuro raised his head and looked at Ichiro who was obviously nervous.
Although Ichiro is very rational, he is still a ten-year-old child and will panic sometimes.
——Is Heishimou teaching them swordsmanship?
After thinking about it, it seems that only this seemingly impossible thing can connect everything.
But...why would he do this...?
In my mind, I suddenly remembered the time when the sky was dark just now.
Black Dead Mou was in the forest, making a strange movement of closing his upper and lower eyes.
"Is it difficult?"
Purgatory Makijuro came closer, he looked down at the broken knife in his hand, and asked Mingmingyu who stood up.
Mingyu Xingming unexpectedly turned his head to face Makijuro, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in his white eyes:
"...Mr. Makijuro, Anjuro described it in his last mission report..."
"The appearance of Shang Xian Yi."
"It's roughly consistent with what this kid said."
Makijuro was slightly startled when he heard this.
——He hasn’t cared about these things for a long time.
Mingyu Xingming turned around, holding the chain in both hands, tears flowing quietly.
But...the children's words cannot be taken lightly.
look.
He raised his head, his ears twitching slightly, feeling the movement of Ichiro's eyes and the sudden change in his mood.
This child has begun to waver...
"Actually, that..."
Ichiro had just thought about how to talk nonsense back, and was regaining his composure to explain:
"Poof!" His face was suddenly slapped by Wuichiro.
"Wait, wait, no!"
Muichiro suddenly pulled away his brother who was talking from the side. He seemed to be frightened and waved his hands in a panic to explain:
"Uncle Jiguo does have six eyes!"
"But!" Muichiro clenched his fists with both hands, closed his eyes, and shouted.
He gasped in panic, opened his eyes, and looked at Ming Yu Xingming, who was holding the chain again, his eyes were in a trance, and he was so anxious that he was sweating:
"Now, there is no words in his eyes!"
"Uncle Jiguo is also very kind. He also cured my mother's fever. He is also very good at swordsmanship. He sometimes chats with us...!"
"So, he can't be a ghost!"
Muichiro closed his eyes and said a lot of words in one breath.
! !
Ichiro's eyes widened immediately. He pressed his face against his brother's hand and turned to look at him.
--idiot!
——This is completely bad!
Muichiro's words are equivalent to directly telling everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps - there is indeed a six-eyed guy in my family.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly raised his hand and slapped Muichiro's hand away. He smiled with difficulty and turned his head to try to explain something:
"Ah! We haven't slept for a long time, and now we are talking nonsense..."
Ichiro blinked hard, thinking quickly about countermeasures.
"Mr. Jiguo you are talking about."
Tanjuro interrupted his explanation and looked at Muichiro: "What's your full name?"
"Tsikuni... Iwakatsu." Muichiro glanced at Tanjuro strangely, but still answered very sincerely.
The latter nodded slightly:
"That's it."
Tanjuro slowly stood up, reached out and patted the dust on his hakama, and slowly looked at the extremely anxious Ichiro:
"I probably understand."
The words in Hei Shimo's eyes have disappeared.
This made many things in Tanjuro's mind connect together at once.
As he spoke, Tanjuro looked at his father Tokito Yuirou, who kept smiling and said nothing:
"Can we go to your residence to have a rest?"
! !
When Ichiro heard this, his face turned pale with fright, he stood up and immediately said:
"No…"
"sure."
Yilang smiled and spoke softly, reaching out to interrupt his son's words. He comforted Yilang who was already a little excited:
"There is no place to rest around here. We have been tired after a night's work, so it is perfectly fine to come to the humble house to rest."
"It's fine."
Yilang patted Ichiro's back gently and looked at everyone with a smile.
"Father..." Ichiro turned around in disbelief: "What are you talking about..."
Before he could finish his words, he was blocked by the look of "Believe me" from Yi Lang.
——It’s completely unbelievable!
Ichiro's frozen expression gradually became messy.
…
…
After bidding farewell to Tie Qiao and Xiao Tie, they followed Shi Tou's family and left the Knife Forging Village.
On the way.
Weiyilang walked at the front, and from time to time he would turn back and say a few words to the three people behind him.
——Even though Bei Mingyu and Makijuro looked wary and held their Nichirin swords tightly.
"By the way, Mr. Kamado." Yueyiro said, a puzzled expression appeared on his face, and he asked very naturally:
"Before, the cannibal you were talking about..."
"Is it true that you can live for a long time, or even live forever?"
After speaking, he even laughed and explained:
"Of course, I don't want immortality, I'm just curious."
"It's true." Tanjuro answered straightforwardly.
"Ah, that's it."
Yilang nodded, turned around and said no more words.
In his mind, an idea slowly emerged that surprised him.
(End of chapter)
