Demon Slayer: The Journey of Becoming Yoichi's Sister

Untying the Nichirin Sword wrapped in white cloth, Tetsuzuka slowly pulled out the blade.

It was an extreme black color.

Black sword.

Tetsuzuka raised the blade, looked up at the blade, stared for a moment, put down the Nichirin Sword, and turned to look at Yuko.

It was impossible to see the expression under the fire man's mask, but the atmosphere seemed to become strange for no reason, and Tanjiro swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

"Ahhhh~" Tetsuzuka suddenly let out a strange howl and flew towards Yuko.

Yuko's eyelids trembled slightly, and she stretched out a foot while leaning back slightly.

"Uh..." The flying Tetsuzuka was kicked in the abdomen, making him hunch over and bend like a shrimp.

"Ah!" Tanjiro was frightened and his eyes widened.

Katsuzuka was unmoved, and even trembled as he stretched out his hands to Yuko, saying with difficulty: "Please...please tell me the forger of this sword...uh..."

After saying that, he seemed to have used up all his strength, lowered his head, and fell to the ground.

Urokodaki Sakonji drank tea elegantly and said lightly: "Don't pay attention to him, this guy used to be like this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Katsuzuka crawled on the ground in the dark, wriggled to Yuko's feet, and reached out to grab her ankle.

Yuko looked down.

Katsuzuka raised his head, as if there was a dark breath around him.

"Tell me..."

Yuko raised her foot and pressed down, stepping on him to the ground with one foot.

"Uh..."

Looking at the white gas mass floating from Katsuzuka, Tanjiro looked horrified: "Something came out!"

Nezuko, who had returned to the quilt because of work, frowned and covered her ears, rolling up the quilt high.

…

Tetsuzuka, with bandages wrapped around his fingers, lay down in front of the table, solemnly admiring the black Sun Blade placed on the table.

“It’s incredible, such forging technology… No, not only the forging technology, but also the user…”

He was muttering something, not to the public, but to himself.

The corners of Yuko’s mouth twitched slightly. This guy… his brain was a little abnormal.

Tetsuzuka suddenly turned his head and said, “Please…”

Yuko interrupted angrily, “No, I said the forger died a long time ago.”

He has been dead for hundreds of years. Does she want to dig his grave?

Tanjiro also observed the style of the Sun Blade attentively.

He only saw it when Yuko first showed the Sun Breathing Sword Form, and never looked closely.

Fortunately, he didn’t know the quality of the blade at all when he was burning charcoal two years ago, but just seeing this knife, Tanjiro felt a little heavy in his heart.

It always felt like an incredible knife.

Tanjiro pointed at the words on the blade and asked in confusion, "What does this word 滅 mean?"

Yuko answered, "It means 滅杀 (Evil Destroy)."

"滅杀 (Evil Destroy)?" Tanjiro muttered, his eyes began to light up, "So cool!"

"Don't even think about it." Ketsutsuka poured cold water on him.

"Huh?"

"Only the pillars who stand at the top of the Demon Slayer Corps' hierarchy can engrave '滅杀' on the blade."

Tanjiro's eyes widened, "Huh? Pillars?!"

Tanjiro, who had already passed the final selection, of course knew the Demon Slayer Corps' hierarchy.

Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui.

Above Jia are the pillars.

And now he is only the lowest level Gui.

Although I had long guessed that Miss Yuko had a connection with the Demon Slayer Corps, such a powerful blade is still very powerful.

"This sword has a history of at least three or four hundred years. To be able to forge the blade to this level, in addition to the superb skills of the blacksmith, the owners of the past generations are definitely not ordinary people."

Ketsuzuka wears a fire man mask, and under the funny mask, there is a steady voice.

This guy looks like a human being when he is serious.

That's what Yuko thought.

"So amazing!" Tanjiro looked at the Nichirin sword on the table with admiration.

Wait, three or four hundred years?

Miss Yuko is already three or four hundred years old? !

Yuko didn't know what he was thinking, and smiled and said: "Tanjiro, when you completely learn the Sun Breathing, I will give you this sword, how about it?"

"...Huh?" Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, and didn't keep up with Yuko's thinking at all.

Before he could say anything, he saw Tetsuzuka stand up and jump around, saying, "Huh? Give it to this kid?!"

"Is this kid worthy of using such a knife?" Tetsuzuka came to Tanjiro and poked his cheek mercilessly with his finger.

"It hurts..."

Sure enough, Tanjiro is being trained as his successor.

Urokodaki Sakonji looked at Ikuko and picked up the teacup peacefully.

Hmm, a peaceful atmosphere.

"Stare..."

"Stare..."

Tanjiro sat there uncomfortably, his bodyNext to him was the steel-tsuka that exuded a terrible dark aura.

"No, this kid." Steel-tsuka put away the dark aura and said lightly, "If you give him that knife to use, it will only be buried."

Tanjiro didn't feel angry. He said to Ikuko with approval: "That's right, Miss Ikuko, look, I already have my own knife."

He waved the blade in his hand.

Tanjiro is not the kind of person who must get it when he sees others holding good things.

He knows very well that he can't use that kind of precious knife well.

Ikuko looked up and said: "No, that knife."

Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, and cold sweat broke out.

Mr. Steel-tsuka...

He looked at Steel-tsuka carefully, thinking that he would see the other party's furious look, but he saw him running to the corner without knowing when, and drawing circles with his back to them.

"It's too much... I also made it with my heart..."

Tanjiro was embarrassed: "..."

Unexpectedly subdued.

Yuko twitched her lips and rubbed her brows: "It's not that the sword is bad, Mr. Ketsutsuka's forging skills are very powerful."

"But this sword is specially made for the swordsman of Sun Breathing, and it will be more compatible with Tanjiro."

Hearing this, Ketsutsuka silently came back from the corner.

Tanjiro worriedly said: "But, if this sword is given to me, what will Miss Yuko do?"

"I am not good at Sun Breathing, and this sword will be buried with me." Yuko shook her head, "Besides, I won't give it to you immediately."

"At least wait until you fully master the breathing method and reach the realm of Changzhong."

This was decided by Yuko from the beginning.

This sword has been carried with him all the time, not because of how powerful it is, but because it is a relic of Yuichirō, that's all.

Giving it to Tanjiro is the best choice.

He will make this dusty blade shine again.

Seeing Yuko's serious look, Tanjiro couldn't say no, and...

This sword looks really powerful!

He was full of energy: "I will definitely work hard!"

After saying that, he carefully looked at Tetsuzuka, who had recovered and was lying on the table studying the blade.

Before Tanjiro could breathe a sigh of relief, a crow was circling outside the house.

"Tanjiro Kamado! Go to the Northwest Town!"

"Go and hunt ghosts!"

"This is your first job, remember it!"

Yuko silently picked up the Nichirin Sword on the table and sheathed it.

"Eh? No!!!"

Tetsuzuka screamed and reached for Yuko's waist.

Yuko casually slapped his hand away, and with a cold look, scared Tetsuzuka away.