Butterfly House.
After some discussion.
Tanjuro agreed to the guidance pillars' training on how to penetrate the world.
It is already noon the next day.
Since the pillars are assigned to various places in Neon, and one person is responsible for an area, it will take some time to suddenly rush to the headquarters.
In the courtyard.
Jigoro and Lintaki were sitting in the corridor.
"Alas." Ci Wulang lowered his head and sighed.
Linlong, who was looking at the smiling children training in the courtyard, heard the sigh of his old friend beside him and turned his head.
"What's wrong?" Lintaki asked softly. Since the two of them retired, they haven't seen each other for a long time except for exchanging letters.
Now that they haven't seen each other for a long time, both sides are already gray-haired.
Ci Wulang shook his head, his face full of sorrow, as if he didn't know how to express it:
"That boy Zhuo Yue...ah, he is my apprentice."
"I don't know what inspired me to suddenly have to participate in this final selection."
As he spoke, he patted his thigh hard:
"Obviously he hasn't mastered the One Style yet. Although he may be strong enough...but participating in the final selection..."
"He should be one of next year's batch of swordsmen..."
As a breeder, Kuwashima Jigoro can prevent Yuge from going to participate in the final selection.
But he was also thinking in his heart - whether his apprentice could really succeed.
Even if he failed to pass, he would probably go down the mountain first based on his understanding of Zhuo Yue's temperament.
Perhaps, he can also rub the spirit of his great disciple.
I saw my old friend looking very sad.
Ningtaki Sakonji lowered his head and was silent for a while.
Then, he raised his head again and thought:
"Ci Wulang, I still have a few disaster relief masks carved in the past..."
Behind the two of them.
Tanjuro, who was passing by, staggered suddenly when he heard what Nintaki Sakonji said.
…
The door of Butterfly House.
Zhuo Yue, who was about to leave for Tengxi Mountain, stood here.
"Master...what is this?"
He doubtfully took a white fox mask from Ji Wulang's hand and turned it around to look at it.
Boom!
Kuwashima Jigoro didn't speak, he just knocked the ground with his crutch and looked at Yu Yue with a serious face:
"Daoyu Zhuoyue!"
"listen!"
"The final selection is no joke! Only a handful of people survive every year!"
"There are very few who have not escaped, and even fewer who have officially passed!"
His old eyelids drooped, and the eyes he looked at Yu Yue were full of worry.
He has two disciples, Yue Yue and Shan Yi.
A kata who can't learn the Thunder Breath no matter what.
The other is a type that can only breathe thunder.
"Since you have made up your mind to go, be prepared to die there!"
Ci Wulang's old face turned red as he spoke. After looking at the confused Zhu Yue, he turned around and walked toward the Butterfly House with a cane.
Zhuo Yue stood there.
He looked at the mask in his hand, then looked up at the master's back.
——?
A question mark slowly rose above his head.
He would survive, there was no doubt about it.
Staying alive - this is what he does best.
After confirming this idea, Yue Yue casually tied the mask around his waist, turned around and left the Butterfly House.
The second floor of Butterfly House.
Zenitsu was lying on the window, looking worriedly in the direction where Yue Yue left.
…
…
This is a cemetery.
White tombstones are erected densely across the entire hill, but flowers for worship are neatly placed in front of each tombstone.
The sun was shining brightly, and the white tombstone seemed to be glowing, very quiet.
Ubuyashiki Yoya is wearing a white haori with a wisteria pattern on the hem. With the support of Amane, he is worshiping and cleaning the tombs one by one.
"Yoya..." Amane looked worriedly at Uyashiki Yaoya, who was already blind, and she hesitated:
"Just let me do the tribute work in the future..."
Ubuyashiki Yaoya didn't speak, but shook his head slightly, his eyelashes turned into white and trembled in the sunlight.
After skillfully inserting the flowers into the vase in front of the tomb, Yaozai raised his head and said in a gentle tone:
"Tianyin."
"I am nothing compared to these children who are fighting ghosts with their lives."
At this time.
"Father."
Uyashiki Hika, who inherited her mother's white hair, slowly walked from the other side, and she walked up to Yōya.
Said a few words softly.
"That's it." Yaozai nodded, smiled, reached out and gently stroked his daughter's head:
"The pillars have arrived."
He turned his head and faced Tianyin:
"Let's go."
…
…
Outside the cemetery.
Two Yin, who were responsible for delivering news to Rixiang, were standing here, talking.
"Hey, tell me."
"Why…"
"My lord, do you come to visit the grave every day?"
"If you want to sweep the grave, you can do it only once a year."
Yin Jia stared blankly at the sky, the shadows of the whirling leaves falling on his face.
Another Yin Yi glanced at him helplessly, then spread his hands:
"Are you an idiot?"
"...Huh?! Say it again?!"
Yin Yi looked at Yin Jia as if he were a fool. He was silent for a while, and finally said:
"Of course that's because..."
"Every day of the year."
"These are the anniversary of the death of those swordsmen who passed away."
Hear the words.
The noisy Yin Jia also fell silent. He looked away from B, then touched his head and slowly lowered his head in guilt.
A long while.
"you're right."
"What?"
"I'm an idiot."
…
…
soon.
Ubuyashiki mansion.
The pillars have already gathered here.
Of course, Tanjuro also arrived here with Beimingyu.
tread.
The moment he stepped into the courtyard of the mansion, there were still several eyes looking directly at him.
Fusukawa was squinting his eyes and looked at Tanjuro up and down in confusion. His face, which had a lot of new scars, was full of confusion.
He remembered...the last time they met, this guy was much thinner than he is now...
but…
He snorted inwardly and turned his head.
Shimi held two wooden swords in his arms. He came prepared this time - ready to avenge his shame.
Last time I just underestimated the enemy.
Uh-huh!
Usui Tengen, who was wearing a shining gem on his head, had already walked up to Tanjuro and looked around.
Then, in Tanjuro's confused eyes.
Snapped! Snapped!
Yusui Tianyuan patted his shoulder hard, gave him a thumbs up, and whispered:
"I heard that you repelled the Shangxian One, and you did a great job."
at this time.
Ubuyashiki Yōya's voice came from the rooftop.
"Is everyone here?"
…
…
for a long time.
After Uyashiki Yaoya finished describing the purpose of summoning the pillars this time.
"Transparent...world?"
Several Zhu looked at each other, except for Weimingyu, they all had some doubts.
"My lord."
Immortal River raised his head, frowned, and looked at Tanjuro who was standing under the tree:
"I would like to have a competition with Mr. Kamado over there. I hope you will allow me to do so."
(End of chapter)
