Genji Heavy

Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke's injuries are almost to the point where they can start rehabilitation training.

As a pillar, because of his strength and self-healing ability, Purgatory Xingshourou left Butterfly House long ago and continued his career of fighting ghosts.

Before leaving, Xing Shoulang encouraged them and asked the three children to train with Ms. Tokiri.

Although he didn't know why the lord suddenly placed Mustache in such an important position, but as someone who was rescued by her and watched the opponent fight with his own eyes, he knew that at least in terms of swordsmanship, no one could beat her. Be picky.

It is definitely a blessing for the swordsman to be guided by this young lady.

He finished the physical training first, moved the muscles that were stiff due to lying down, and then took a short rest to recover his strength. Then, under the watchful eyes of the girls in the Butterfly House, they walked towards the training ground.

In the spacious training ground, only Higakiri stood.

A white-and-black suit with white as the main tone, coupled with fair skin and milk-blond long hair, is extremely conspicuous no matter where she stands, and can be seen at a glance.She is a beautiful lady who will be watched everywhere.

If you just look at the appearance, you can never imagine that she can stand in front of Shangxiansan without changing her expression and not falling behind.

Tanjiro couldn't help swallowing.

However, when he turned his head, he saw that his two little friends were both eager to try for different reasons.

"What are you doing standing still?" Zenitsu's face was full of happiness, and he stretched his hands to the side, grabbing the arms of Tanjiro and Inosuke, "Don't waste the time I spend with Ms. Hikakiri!!!"

He took the lead and pulled the two of them forward.

"coming?"

Mustache followed the sound and looked over, and smiled at them kindly.

Today, she didn't hold her own body in her hand, but the wooden knife of Diewu.

And what she signaled to the three teenagers to get it was the same wooden knife.

After the three teenagers took the wooden knife according to their own knife habits, they spontaneously stood in a row in front of Mustache, and somehow they felt cute.

Hidekiri moved his eyes over the faces of the three in turn.

"Starting today, you will accept my training."

"But I have only formulated the basic content of the training. In order to arrange the training and adjust it to best suit your respective situations, I must first understand what level your sword skills have reached."

She smiled slightly.

"Come one by one, use the breathing method to your heart's content, and attack me."

The wooden knife was held in a beautiful shape in her hand, and finally the tip of the knife turned upwards, which became a very common starting gesture.

"So, who comes first?"

"I!"

Inosuke, who had hardly any thought process, responded loudly when Higakiri's voice just fell, and raised his hand high.

He was full of excitement, holding a pair of wooden knives and standing directly opposite Mustache.

"Are you strong?" Inosuke asked gruffly, "If that's the case, let's fight!"

Zenitsu, who was preempted by Inosuke, muttered regretfully why Inosuke moved so fast.

And Hidekiri looked at Inosuke, and nodded without saying anything.

"Hit me any way you like."

Be underestimated!

After confirming this point, Inosuke burst into a strong momentum and rushed towards Hikiri.

The wind of the knife impacted, and the wooden blades collided.

"boom!"

The sparring had only just begun, and it was already over.

Before Tanjiro and Zenitsu could study anything, their little friend Inosuke was already lying on his back on the floor of the training ground.

And Hishikiri had a completely relaxed posture without exerting any force.

Her eyes drifted over the two who were still standing.

"next."

What followed was history repeating itself.

How did Inosuke fly out? That's how Tanjiro and Zenitsu were thrown out.

They didn't see any big moves by Higakiri, and they were picked up by the girl who looked like a young lady who was clearly helpless.

The three of them were lying on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling of the training ground, their hearts were full of questioning about life, tears were about to fall

Are they so weak?

The strength of swinging the knife, the angle, the speed of the attack...

No matter which aspect, they were completely defeated.Obviously Ms. Hikakiri's arms are so slender, even when she uses a knife, her arms don't show the shape of muscles!

Why, why is Hikiri-san's strength so terrifying!

Mustache walked over, bent down to look at the three teenagers, and asked kindly, "I didn't use the breathing technique just now, do you want to try it again?"

She wanted to experience that kind of swordsmanship.

And for these members of the Ghost Killing Team, breathing is more effective than ordinary swordsmanship, right?

Looking at Ms. Hikakiri from such a close distance, Zenitsu happily agreed immediately without even thinking about it.

Tanjiro and Inosuke did not hesitate either.

——Although it was undoubtedly a disastrous defeat just now.

But swordsmanship grew up under such failures, how could they retreat so easily.

"Yes! Please!" The teenagers replied loudly.

So Hidekiri got his wish and saw the swordsman's use of breathing in this world.Although it is only three immature teenagers who are playing, but their future potential can already be glimpsed.

But for Tanjiro and the others, the ending is still tragic.

Originally it was just a competition to check their strength, but in the end, they all collapsed on the floor one by one, and they didn't even have the strength to raise their arms.

"It's too slow," Higiri commented calmly.

And the teenagers have no way to refute it, because it is the truth.

But they couldn't speak at all at this time.

Hidekiri gradually recalled the feeling of teaching others, and the expression on his face was much colder than before.

If you look at Genji's sword from before, you will find that it is very close to the aura of the young Hidekiri when he was the head of the Genji family.

——It was enough to make the people in front of her dare not raise their heads, and kept silent like cicadas, so that Tsurumaru would always remember the shadow of childhood until modern times.

Of course, the mustache cut who has become much gentler now will not let the aura spread to that extent.

But for the three teenagers, it was enough for them, including Shanyi, not to dare to speak out easily.

And even though they are all in such a mess, Ms. Mustache is still fresh and clean, not even a hair is messed up, and her appearance has not diminished by half. On the contrary, she looks even more radiant after a competition.

Mustache let them lie down for a while, and then said, "Sit up, what does it look like in this form."

Well, it seems that they can still grasp the situation of these teenagers.

Just this level, is it already so exhausting?

She groped the body, thinking that sure enough, if she wanted to compete with the purpose of "teaching", she needed to be more controlled.

As if they had sensed something, the three of them trembled, got up quickly, and unconsciously took out the most polite gesture they knew.

Tanjiro bowed his head and said, "Miss Hikiri, I'm sorry."

Hidekiri stood there, looking down at him, the light in his golden pupils was so sharp that people dare not look directly at him.

"Instead of apologizing to me, apologize to yourselves first."

"Yes……"

"After the test, did you find anything?"

None of the three dared to speak.

There are many things to say.But the most obvious one is the tired muscles, which is a fact that Inosuke can't change even if he yells that the pigs are advancing.

Chichiri said, "Looking at the expressions, you already understand, right? Breathing can give you the ability to fight against ghosts, but in the final analysis, you are still human beings. In terms of physical strength, there is no way to compare with ghosts. You have to To make a knife is to seize the most suitable time to attack and use your breath."

What kind of thinking do human beings have for a protracted war with ghosts?

Impossible.

"I already know the next training. Ah, and, in terms of speed..." Higaki sighed softly, "What if I can't even keep up with my rhythm?"

She is a Taidao, not the type who is good at speed.

There was a little sadness on the mustache cutting face.

Tanjiro and the others made Hikikiri-san show such an expression, and suddenly felt that they were really guilty...

In short, work hard!

The teenagers ignited their blood.

……Then.

In the next few days, they saw the scene of hell.

The training of the Butterfly House girls was quite torturous, while the actual combat training of Hidekiri was even more torturous physically and mentally.

Even if he felt the increase in strength, he couldn't lie to himself about the pain of the process.

In particular, Hidekiri sometimes shows a distressed expression of "why can't even do this?", which makes them feel very guilty.

So when the crows finally sent the task again, the teenagers suddenly felt a sense of "holiday" and held their crows with emotion.

Of course, not any task requires several members of the Ghost Killing Squad to act together.This time the crow brought scattered tasks, requiring three teenagers to embark on the journey separately.

Inosuke's crow came yesterday, so he has already set off.

On the other side, Shan Yi, who had grown in strength, finally mustered up the courage to go out on missions by himself.

Although I was in tears when I set off.

He looked at Tanjiro eagerly and said, "Tanjiro, if you can give me a tuft of Nezuko's hair, I will definitely—"

Tanjiro pushed Zenitsu's shoulder with a bright smile, telling him to go forward, "No."

The last one to go was Tanjiro.

He packed up and was ready to leave the Butterfly House for a trip to the mission location.

"Tanjiro."

Mustache, who was waiting by the door ahead of him, saw him coming, raised his hand energetically, and smiled very cutely.

Tanjiro nodded shyly, and at the same time his muscles ached reflexively.

——It’s really a rather contradictory feeling.

"Miss Hikiri, why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here to wait for you," Higiri said, raising his hand, gesturing to the crow that was pecking its feathers on the wall, "I just found out that your appearance has already given a name to Kimai Tsuji. ?”

Tanjiro nodded, and the flower card pendant on his ear swayed, "I don't know why, but he was very persistent in ordering to kill an ordinary player like me."

Mustache said, "That's it, you are more likely to get some good harvest."

Moreover, even if she is the end of 800 million gods, she also possesses the sword Fusangshin with a godhead.

She could see the faint flickering light on Tanjirou's body, and she also had a premonition in her heart.

This trip might be interesting.