Warring States Period.
Kamado's house.
The summer breeze blows through the treetops, and the sun shines through the gaps in the dense forest and onto the courtyard in front of you.
Tanjuro opened his eyes and sat quietly. He looked ahead, the smell of earth and grass filling his nose.
It's obviously a memory, but the touch that comes from it is the same as reality.
"I've already said what I wanted to say."
"Thank you for being willing to listen to my nagging for so long, Tanji."
At this time, a slightly low and plain voice sounded from beside him:
"After drinking this drink, it's time for me to leave."
Tanjuro was slightly startled, and subconsciously looked sideways.
It's unclear whether it was because he was in memory, but he didn't notice the presence of anyone next to him just now.
beside.
The man wore a dark red high ponytail and held a tea cup in his hand. His eyes like dark red pools were staring straight ahead. He spoke slowly and softly:
"...I feel bad about eating and drinking at your house for free."
As he spoke, the flower earrings on his earlobes swayed slightly.
The bright red markings on his forehead looked very dazzling in the sunlight coming from the eaves.
——Jiguoyuanyi.
Tanjuro looked at the vivid Enichi Tsukuni in front of him, and he was a little lost.
Although I have always known what kind of existence this person is, it still feels a bit unreal when I see him alive in front of me.
The sunlight under the broken leaves fell on Jiguo Yuanyi's face, and the atmosphere seemed extremely leisurely.
Next to him lay a Nichirin sword with a golden handle.
Jiguo Yuanyi's eyes looked at everything familiar around him. A few years ago, he and his wife lived here and had a warm little home.
"How is that possible? Mr. Yuanyi can stay as long as he wants!"
"The kids love you!"
This sentence was said by Tanji's wife.
Tanjuro didn't say anything. He glanced sideways in the direction behind him, where his wife, Jumiko, was looking at him with a smile.
Not Kui Zhi.
He was currently in the memory of Tanji, the ancestor of the Kamado family during the Warring States Period hundreds of years ago.
As if it was too strong a belief, Tankichi's memory continued to be passed down in the blood of the Kamado family, so that today, hundreds of years later, Tanjuro can still clearly see everything in front of him.
Just now, Tsukikuni Enichi was talking to Tankichi about the story before he left the Demon Slayer Corps.
From a young age, when he was still in the country, until his elder brother turned into a demon and killed the contemporary lord, he, as a younger brother, was expelled from the Demon Slayer Corps.
Tanjuro was deep in thought, but he never spoke.
He lowered his eyes and stared at his hands.
The situation seems to be somewhat different from what was imagined.
According to the plot in the original work, the eldest son Tanjiro also saw the memory of this place.
But at that time, Tanjiro could not interfere with his memory in any way. He could only enter Tanji's first perspective and silently observe the development of things.
His words and actions were all beyond his control.
Only when the emotions resonate with Tanji can the same words be said from the heart by chance.
And now...
Tanjuro's eyes moved away from Jumiko, and he looked at Enichi Tsukuni, who was quietly taking a sip of tea.
He seems to be able to control this [Kamado Tanji] body independently.
Creaking…
He lowered his head and clenched his fist gently. The familiar power coming from his body made him stunned.
The power of regeneration is still there.
This feeling…
——And once in "Sekiro".
——The feeling of enshrining the guardian bell in front of the Buddha statue and returning to the Hirata mansion three years ago through prayer is very similar.
Not an ordinary memory,
Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly.
if it is like this.
Then what he does now - it is very likely that it can directly affect the reality hundreds of years from now.
What Sekiro recalled three years ago can also affect the reality three years later to some extent.
For example, in memory, if you kill someone from three years ago, that person three years later will also disappear.
——Even if you met him three years later before killing him.
! !
Thinking about it, Tanjuro suddenly raised his head, and an exciting idea suddenly appeared in his heart.
For a moment, he couldn't take into account Jiguo Enichi beside him.
Uh-huh!
Tanjuro stood up and looked into the distance.
He kicked off his feet, and under the confused looks of his wife and Ji Guoyuan behind him, he rushed out!
"..." Ji Guoyuan quietly looked at Tanji's back as he rushed out. He sipped his tea, and there was a trace of fluctuation in his dull eyes.
Snap.
His arm holding up the teacup paused in mid-air for a moment, and then he slowly placed the teacup back on the tea tray.
Tanji's back was reflected in his dark red eyes.
…
soon.
tread.
boom! boom!
"...No way."
Tanjuro stood outside the house on the path not far away and stopped.
His eyes crossed the path and looked into the distance.
Stretch out your hand and slowly place it on the air in front of you.
The sleeves of the short shirt were squeezed and deformed as if they had touched something.
There was an invisible repulsive force here, preventing him from taking any further step.
After slapping twice hard, the feeling of duangduang came.
The maximum range of movement is only a little away from Kamado's yard.
——In his memory, the idea of directly killing Wu Mei with Yuan Yi suddenly collapsed.
After sighing slightly, Tanjuro turned around and wanted to go back.
At this time.
But I saw it under the eaves.
"Mr. Enichi!"
Zhu Mizi was smiling happily. She was sitting next to the roof and looked up at Enichi Tsukuni who was about to stand up:
"Can you show us that very beautiful sword move?"
Ji Guoyuan glanced slightly sideways, and he lowered his head slightly, seeming a little embarrassed.
"Ah la~" Seeing this, Zhu Mizi raised his hands, looked at Enichi Tsukuni with a smile, and hugged his young daughter who was just able to speak from the side:
"Please, please!"
She put the girl in front of her and smiled cheerfully.
Daughter "Jin" had drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. She blinked her eyes, raised her hands and shouted childishly:
"Thank you... for the picture!"
Ji Guoyuan was slightly startled, staring at Sumire's appearance, his eyes gradually softened, and he stretched out his hand to touch Sumire's head.
He was silent, his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Without speaking, he just turned around and silently walked to the middle of the yard.
Click.
He held the Nichirin Sword at his waist.
"Ahaha!" Daughter Sumire waved her little hands happily and lay back in her mother's arms, her calves fluttering.
"Have fun~" Zhu Mizi smiled happily. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Tanji standing not far away. She greeted him and asked him to come over:
"Come here, Tanji, Tanji~"
Tanjuro was stunned for a moment when he was called, then he smiled and walked near the roof.
He sat down and focused his eyes on Enichi Jiguo in the middle of the yard.
Summer blue sky.
The swordsman with a high ponytail danced the red Nichirin sword in his hand.
Swish——!
The blade cut through the air, and the red-blond tip reflected the sunlight.
Ji Guoyuan's expression was dull, and he was dancing the blade as if he were doing something ordinary.
The earrings swayed, collided, and made wooden sounds in the range of motion.
Not far away, Tanjuro was in a daze.
When he learned Kagura, the God of Fire, the kagura dance, which was adapted into a dance, was different from the real swordsmanship.
The movements are softer and the rhythm is much slower.
In practicing year after year, Tanjuro eliminated redundant movements in his own understanding, remembering to use the smallest movements to exert the maximum force.
In the end, the original appearance of Sun's breathing was restored, and the breathing patterns and intervals were naturally integrated.
At the same time, through the perfect sword shape, a transparent world was opened in reverse.
Swish——!
The sword in Tsukuni En's hand waved, and the ultimate sword light flashed in mid-air, reflecting in Tanjuro's pupils.
"...That's it." Tanjuro murmured to himself.
After witnessing the first breath of the sun, Tanjuro became enlightened.
——Kagura, the God of Fire, is still conservative.
Although the movements are the same, the power will be completely different depending on the user.
After using the transparency, carefully observe Yuanyi's breathing rhythm, muscle movements, subtle movements of the feet, and twists of the wrists and feet.
In my mind, my own shortcomings are gradually being made up for.
Since I can move freely.
That……
There is no reason not to discuss things with this man who stands at the pinnacle of this worldview.
as well as--
Tanjuro noticed the sadness that enveloped Enichi like a sky.
Snap.
He stood up.
…
…
"Eh?"
Zhu Mizi blinked her eyes and looked at her husband who was a little different today. She wondered:
"what? What?"
Enichi Tsukuni, who had finished demonstrating a complete set of Breath of the Sun and sword forms, stood in front of Tanjuro. He lowered his head slightly and repeated Tanjuro's words:
"...demo?"
"Ah, that's it..." Tanjuro smiled and spread his hands to explain:
"I'll take a wooden stick. Mr. Yuanyi only needs to dodge or defend."
As he said that, he glanced at his daughter Sumire Kamado who was smiling happily:
"May I?"
The reason why he made up such a convoluted excuse was because Tanjuro knew it.
——Yuanyi will never agree to his request for sparring.
He opened his smiling eyes.
Ji Guoyi is unable to bear the feeling of beating others.
After holding a wooden sword for the first time and sparring with others, he gave up the idea of becoming a samurai.
If his wife had not been killed by an evil spirit, he might have lived in the mountains with his wife and children for the rest of his life, and lived a peaceful and peaceful life.
After hearing Tanjuro's explanation, Enichi looked at him strangely, but he seemed to be aware of Sumire Kamado's gaze.
He also thought about the reception the couple had given him these days, and Tanji who had just listened to him.
"Okay." He finally nodded and slowly raised his head.
But when Yuanyi just raised his head, he discovered with some shame——
Tanji—had already excitedly picked up a wooden stick from the ground and held it in his hand, as if waiting for his consent.
"Okay, then, I'm on it!"
Tanjuro stood in front of Enichi, using Tanji's body, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, and shouted:
"Mr. Enichi!"
Lungs rise and fall slightly.
For the first time, in the world in his memory, he used——
——[Breath of the Sun·Complete Collection·Changzhong]
"Bah——!" White steam overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Tanjuro's eyes gradually became calm and his body sank slightly.
opposite.
Enichi Tsukuni had a dull expression, but Tanji's appearance was reflected in his pupils.
After seeing clearly the movements of Tanji's hands and the rising and falling rhythm of the lungs in the transparent world.
His dazed expression was slightly startled.
"Tanji..." Jiguo Yuanyi looked at the person opposite with some surprise.
——Why you...
next moment!
Uh-huh!
His feet kicked the ground violently, and Tanji, who was not far away, was instantly in front of him, and the wooden stick in his hand was slashing straight down in a [circle dance] motion!
tread.
Ji Guoyuan leaned back, the wooden stick brushed against the ends of his hair, and the hot breeze blew.
He stared at Tanji, his puzzled eyes slowly turning into surprise.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Tanjuro looked at the attack that was easily dodged. He held his breath and turned around again.
The shape of one, the shape of two, the shape of three...
Uh-huh!
Ji Guoyuan moved to avoid the sword shape he created himself. Naturally, the person who knows him best is himself.
In addition, Tanjichi was attacking in a straight line, and it felt like he was telling himself this on purpose.
Watching his sword shapes being displayed one by one by his friends in front of him, Yuanyi's expression slowly turned into a daze.
Watch the movements of your friend in front of you.
In the transparent world in his eyes, Tanji's muscle movements can be seen clearly.
Under the intense concentration, time around Jiguo Enichi seemed to slow down.
Finally, he looked at Tanji's expression and seemed to notice something.
His expression gradually became relaxed and expectant.
The white steam that escaped from the corner of Tanjuro's mouth was pulled into a straight line as he stepped forward at high speed.
tread!
He breaks the air! He suddenly stepped forward and rushed in front of Yuanyi!
——Shisan type!
The wooden stick in his hand was aimed at Yuanyi's neck, and he slashed straight across!
But Enichi Jiguo stood there with a smile, neither evading nor defending.
Just stopped suddenly.
Uh-huh!
Tanjuro's pupils shrank, and before he could stop his strength, he hit Enichi's neck with the wooden stick.
Snap!
The wooden stick that was overstretched suddenly broke into two pieces.
It fell to the ground and bounced slightly.
"Huh..." Tanjuro straightened up, hot white steam overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Enichi Stepkuni in front of him.
——This is his sword skill that he improved after watching Yuanyi's demonstration.
But...it's really far from this one.
The latter had a relaxed expression, took a deep breath, and looked at the blue sky in the distance with a smile.
Ji Guoyuan smiled, his dark red eyes reflecting the blue sky and white clouds of summer.
His eyes are full of memories and nostalgia for the past.
He recalled an afternoon a few years ago.
His elder brother brought up the problem of having no successor to him.
His answer then was the same as it is now.
Believe in it and never change.
"Look...brother." With a peaceful smile on his face, he murmured to himself:
"I'm right..."
"People who are far more talented than you and me...will be born in this world sooner or later..."
Those who lack the means will end up in the same place.
It was extremely rare that when Ji Guoyuan turned around, his overflowing smile seemed to have forgotten all the bad things in the past.
The smile on his eyebrows curled up and he looked at Tanji:
"thank you all."
Nodding gently.
Tsukuni Enichi's eyes were not just looking at Tanji.
Likewise, he looked at Tanjuro who was in Tanji's body and had just finished wielding the sword.
(End of chapter)
