Crimson Blade

The sun in the sky deflected slightly, and Himura Ren of the Sanshikiya Mansion spoke out the treatment plan, but was unexpectedly rejected by the Sanshikiya Yoya.

"As a pillar, instead of wasting time on me, you might as well help more people."

Sanshikiya Yoya spoke with a very serene expression, as if he had already put his own life aside for the cause of killing ghosts.

"Please don't say that!" Kneeling upright on the tatami, Himuraba clenched his fists unconsciously and said in a somewhat aggressive tone.

Because the appearance of the lord at this time is too similar to that of his younger brother Jianxin who sacrificed his life to create a peaceful and prosperous world, so Fei Cunren admired it, but also felt a little heartbroken.

"As the leader of the Ghost Killing Squad, only if you are alive, the Ghost Killing Squad will be more prosperous under your guidance."

"That's right, please allow Feicunren to heal you!" Yusui Tianyuan bent down and begged with a big gift when he heard that there was a way to cure the curse on the lord.

"Really..."

Obstetrician Yaoya was very pleased to be cared for by his swordsman. He was not yet terminally ill at this time, and he did not continue to persist, but said with a smile:

"Even if you need treatment, you have to wait for a while, after all, Ah Ren has to go home for the New Year!"

"That's true..."

Yu Sui Tianyuan scratched his head, also remembering that the end of the year was approaching, and Feicunren still had a task of persuading the spotted swordsman to join the ghost killing team, so he couldn't treat the lord immediately.

"Then let's wait until the Chinese New Year is over!" Without giving Yoya the obstetrician a chance to repent, Himurabane set the time directly with a smile.

"Please don't worry about other things. If Chengzhu needs to be responsible for an area, then please assign the area near the headquarters to me!"

"That way it won't hinder your treatment, and it can also share the pressure of other pillars."

"That's right!" Yusui Tianyuan echoed from the side, his attitude couldn't tolerate the obstetric house Yaozai's rejection.

The lord's course of treatment was decided by the two of them in a few words. Because this year's Zhuhe meeting has passed, Feicun Ren officially announced that he will be postponed to the Zhuhe meeting next summer.

The meeting with the lord is over, and after returning to Butterfly House to bid farewell to Kanae and Giyuu, Himura Ren also embarks on the journey home.

Having not seen each other for more than a year and only relying on letters to communicate, Fei Cunren misses the Zaomen family very much

Unknowingly, he gradually adapted to this world, and subconsciously regarded the Zaomen family as his relatives.

In front of some simple wooden houses, Takeo, who had just learned to walk, kicked his calves on the ground, staggering forward humming.

And Tanjuro, who had recovered to a level similar to that of ordinary people, stood beside him, explaining the breathing method to his eldest son Tanjiro, and on the other hand, he had to devote his energy to watching his younger son not to fall.

"Um!?"

The black and yellow plaid feathers fluttered gently in the breeze, Tanjuro looked at his son and daughter with a smile on his face, looked at the path leading to his house not far away and muttered to himself:

"are you back?"

As soon as Tanjuro finished speaking, a dusty figure appeared on the path. It was Himura Ren who was in a hurry to go home for the New Year.

"Hey! I'm back!" The cheerful and clear voice of the young man resounded from a distance, making the originally quiet and serene Zaomen House lively.

"Brother Blade is back!"

Tanjiro and Mizuko, who still had some impressions of Himurabane, stretched their short legs and ran to greet them with cheers. Even Takeo, who was not very sensible, babbled and staggered to meet him.

"Tanjiro! Yazuko!"

"Ah, Takeo can walk now!" Surrounded by a group of children, Himura Ren licked his hair one by one with a smile on his face, and then looked up at Tanjuro who was walking slowly.

"Welcome back!" The wind lifted the dark red hair on his forehead, and Tanjuro stood at the door and greeted him with a gentle smile like the warm sun.

Because of Feicunren's return, Kuizhi prepared a sumptuous dinner that night to wash the child away, but the mistress of the Zaomen family was happy but also complained that Feicunren didn't come back often.

There was no way, the Ghost Killing Squad had many tasks, so it was impossible for him to rush all the way back to Zaomen's house.

He was muttering in his heart, but in order not to worry Kui Zhi, Himura Ren couldn't say these things, so in the end he could only say sorry, but actually turned his eyes and lowered his head to pick up the meal.

After the meal, Aoi Zhi cleared away the bowls and chopsticks, the playful laughter of the children next to him permeated the whole room, but Himura Baba secretly glanced at Tanjuro who was drinking tea and seemed to want to say something.

"What?" It may be that Himurabane's eyes were too enthusiastic. Tanjuro, who was drinking tea leisurely, looked up at the child and asked with a smile, "I haven't been back for a while, and I'm still alive. If you have any questions, just ask him." Just ask!"

"Ah, it's actually nothing..."

"It's just... what I said before, uh, about Uncle Tanjuro's joining the Demon Slayer Squad." Now that Tanjuro asked him directly, Himuraba hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth before speaking.

In fact, in terms of selfishness, Himura Ren also hopes that Tanjuro will join the Demon Slayer Team. After all, his strength is so strong, it would be a pity not to contribute to Demon Slaying.

I think so, but after all, it's hard for outsiders to tell about this kind of thing, it still depends on Tanjuro's choice.

"Join the Demon Slayer Squad?" Tanjuro muttered to himself, looking through the playful children beside him, wondering what he was thinking.

In all fairness, if he had solved his physical problems, if he didn't get involved in things like killing ghosts, he would spend the rest of the time happily with his family.

just...

Rubbing the rough teacup wall with his hand, Tanjuro closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened his eyes, looked at the earrings reflected in the tea, silently showing a helpless wry smile.

Sure enough, I still can't do it while watching others suffer!

And if he really escapes and does not want to contribute to killing ghosts, wouldn't he be sorry for the inheritance passed down from generation to generation in our family.

Gently touching the dangling earrings, the swordsman who has always lived in seclusion smiled lightly, and said with a touch of ease between his brows:

"Okay, now that my body has recovered, it's okay to join the Ghost Killing Squad."

It's just that Kuizhi and the children may face the danger of being retaliated by ghosts in the future...

Looking at his wife who was still washing the dishes and didn't notice the conversation here, Tanjuro felt a little worried, but then the worry disappeared.

Well, getting revenge by ghosts or something, as long as you kill all the ghosts, there will be no problem!Taking a sip of tea, Tanjuro's eyes flashed a cold light, and he thought confidently with a gentle smile on his face again.

At the same time, Onimai Tsuji, who was pretending to be an aristocratic man, sneezed suddenly while eating, and at the same time felt a chill on his back, as if he was being targeted by the first Hiro.

He looked around for a while, a trace of suspicion flashed in his scarlet eyes, and finally decided to reduce going out and stay at home for a while before talking.

"You agree?!" At this moment, Fei Cunren, who had succeeded in persuading him, showed a look of surprise.

He actually didn't give any hope at first, because if he had such a happy family, then Fei Cunren would not be willing to get involved in such a dangerous thing.

"Well, it seems that we will become colleagues in the future!" Tanjuro replied with a light smile as the earrings shook slightly as he nodded.

"But I have to tell Kui Zhi about this, at least I have to tell her to be careful when I'm away."

Not in period?be careful?

Hearing Tanjuro's words, Himura Ren realized that the other party might have misunderstood something, and quickly waved back:

"Actually, it doesn't need to be like this. There is a special shelter under the Ghost Killing Squad for the families of swordsmen. Aunt Kuizhi and the others can move there."

"Moving..."

"Then you have to talk to Kui Zhi about it, it's a big deal."

When it came to moving, Tanjuro just rubbed his chin, thinking he needed to discuss it with his wife, but he didn't miss this place too much.

Because he knows that if there is no one to shelter, it is indeed easy for evil spirits to wander in such a forest-surrounded place.Instead of letting his wife and children stay here, it would be better to move to a strange but safe place.

"In fact, apart from this matter, I also want to ask about how to open the stripes." Himura Ren who was sitting across the table showed a cute smile, and asked with a wink.

"Hmm, sword skills have reached the bottleneck?"

Tanjuro, who was still thinking about how to explain the move to Aoi Zhi, frowned, but he didn't think it was strange that Himura Ren would ask this question.

After all, that kid's swordsmanship was already stuck there when he left last year

Haori's cuffs fluttered slightly, and he put his hands on his knees. Looking at the steaming white mist rising from the teacup, Tanjuro thought for a moment, and then said:

"Actually... I don't know very well, because I was born with this kind of markings."

"So I don't have any experience with stripes or anything."

"..."

Kaimon has no experience... Hehe, Himurabane, who often shows off his talents in front of others, looked at Tanjuro with a somewhat natural tone with a cold face, and at the same time complained from the bottom of his heart:

How could I have forgotten how abnormal Uncle Tanjuro's talent is, and he actually took the initiative to come to the door and be abused.

"However, when I turn on the stripes, my body temperature will be much higher than ordinary people."

"Perhaps this is the key point, maybe..."

Pretending not to see Himuraba's speechless appearance, Tanjuro flashed a smile in his eyes, took a sip of tea and continued to talk about his feeling of turning on his stripes.

body temperature?

Rubbing his chin unconsciously with his hand, Himuraba repeated Tanjuro's words in his heart, but he still didn't have any thoughts to start Zebra.

Alas, why every time I talk to Uncle Tanjuro about my feelings, I always have a feeling that I am nothing?

Himura Ren complained in his heart while looking at his teacup with dead fish eyes, as if trying to find out the way to become stripes from the pattern of the teacup.