Dramatic Blade

The time has entered April, and it is raining continuously.

In the Chiyo district in the north of Tokyo, there is a private temple with an old-fashioned style, and the operators are a couple.

Every day before dawn, the abbot of the temple will open the gate and clean up the fallen leaves from the previous night.

Spring is the season of flowers and birds. There is also a cherry tree planted in the backyard of the temple. Now it is the flowering season. The rustling flowers blow through the old wooden corridor. The hostess in kimono just walks on the wooden corridor. It complements the falling flowers, even passers-by who pass by the door unintentionally can't help but stop for this elegant and quiet scene.

Asahikawa temporarily picked a cloudy day without rain to go out, took Tanjiro with him, and came to this temple.

The commissioning of the wish store is actually a trivial matter.

But he might as well make it a big deal.

That night, Tomuichiro had just returned from his mission, when he saw Asahikawa hugging the newcomer named Kamado Tanjiro for a while, he almost cried aloud.

Asahikawa: "Wow, I finally have a chance to see youkai again! Tanjiro!!!"

His hoarse voice stunned Tanjiro for a second, and he subconsciously took up the scene: "Congratulations! It's not easy for Moki-kun, wah wah wah wah!"

Shitou Muichiro: "..."

These two people may have agreed on some strange secret code, or the kind of drama where you play embarrassingly and I cooperate.

Asahikawa, who had just hung up the phone, wiped away tears for a moment.

I can't blame him for being too excited. In his memory, the more the times progress, the less there are monsters. He hasn't seen a real monster for decades, and he can only be concerned about the "weirdness" left by some monsters Phenomena research.

He obviously has the demon-repelling knife Mimiqiemaru in his hand, but he can't encounter monsters as often as an onmyoji or exorcist. He thinks this is a very sad thing for ghosts.

So let alone distinguishing ghosts from monsters, he has actually been helping the Ghost Killing Team deal with supernatural events that have nothing to do with ghosts for so many years!

He also said that he was a ghost discerner, and he was really negligent. Asahikawa felt aggrieved, so when introducing himself to the newcomers of the Ghost Slayer Squad, he had no confidence, so that he always pretended to fail.

But the wish store made him see the light!

The owner of the wish store is called April [-] Jun Xun. As the name suggests, he specializes in the business of fulfilling wishes for a price.But the customers he faces are not limited to the human realm, there are also monsters and things.

Because he has done many transactions of equivalent exchange, there are still many treasures in the store, and Asahikawa's temporary blood ghost technique is a "commodity" in the treasure storehouse.

Looking at it from another perspective, the wish store has so many settings that can deeply poke the manga artist's fetishism. In addition, it cannot prevent Asahikawa from placing him in a high position in his mind.

He is even willing to work for April [-]st unconditionally, just to get in touch with all "weird".

The host of the temple is a friend of April [-]st, named Baimu Guijing, who seems to be a man with a cold personality and a taciturn man. He has no haircut and works as a teacher of folklore in a university.

The person who received them was Baimu Guijing's fiancée, named May [-]th Yu. Because she knew that there would be a visitor today, she prepared a lot of etiquette and dressed up. Her long brown hair quietly fell to the hem of the kimono, with graceful lines. , very beautiful.

"Miss Yu, long time no see!"

As soon as Chao Richuan saw someone, he felt sincere and sincerely approached him and asked, "This time I also brought drawing paper, can you let me draw a portrait!"

Xiao Yu's brows and eyes were slightly bent, and her voice was very soft: "Mr. Ah Shi is still the same, there is no problem, I will prepare a room for you later."

Faced with Xiao Yu's gentle and gentle smile, Yan Gou immediately felt motivated: "Okay, let's make a quick decision!"

He patted Tanjiro on the shoulder beside him: "Let me bring someone here on April [-]st. This is Tanjirou. What are you going to do?"

Tanjiro bowed directly at ninety degrees: "Hello!"

"Although I was captured by some inexplicable reason and I don't know what to do, but I want to help Asahikawa meet the monsters, so I'm in trouble!"

Xiaoyu seems to be very used to this kind of bluffing, so she gently raised her cuffs and smiled: "The game is ready, please follow me."

The commission of the wish store is about some kind of "weirdness" that inhabits the cherry tree in the backyard of Domeki Temple.

The four of them came to the backyard, and an old man was waiting in front of a low table. When he saw them coming, he smiled and greeted Asahi Chuan: "That brat, long time no see, did you have a girlfriend recently?"

The old man is Xiaoyu's grandmother, short in stature and very kind, but Asahikawa knew for a moment that she was a fortune-teller, so even if he asked him when he planned to get married and have children, he would politely come forward and say: "Not yet, the horoscope is still there." Don't worry too much about nothing, old man."

"Oh ho ho ho ho boyfriends are fine too. You're still young, and it doesn't matter if young people are a little bold nowadays."

98-year-old Asahikawa Ichimo: ...

How do I answer this?

Tanjiro on the side remembered that he still had the task of investigating ghosts at night, so he asked again, and Asahikawa immediately found the topic to change: "Grandma, I heard that we are going to hold a ceremony by playing cards?"

Xiaoyu nodded: "Because I don't know how to play mahjong, I asked Mr. Ah Shi to bring another person over."

Tanjiro was very puzzled: "I don't know how to play mahjong...but...why do I need to play mahjong?"

Asahikawa didn't know the answer. He looked at Xiaoyu's grandma with some interest, guessing whether it was due to some cultural customs, but the latter smiled and said, "I called the kid on April [-]st to ask you to bring a helper." Come here, I always feel that this matter will be related to you."

It has something to do with our... Ghost Killing Squad?

Chaorichuan's face became slightly serious for a while: "Is it about 'ghosts'?"

"Who knows," Xiaoyu's grandmother motioned him to look at the cherry tree beside him: "Boy, did you see 'him'?"

The cherry trees in the temple are of the same species as those planted in Asahikawa’s house, and they are all weeping cherry trees. While the cherry trees in Asahikawa’s house have just opened, the cherry trees in Domeki Temple have flourished to an exaggerated level. The scale of the growth is very huge. The courtyard just cleaned by the domeki in the morning is just their effort to come to the door, and now it has covered a thin layer on the ground.

Xiao Yu's grandma said: "Oh, when I came back from visiting a friend a few days ago, I saw her so pitiful, so I brought her here."

"In some places in China, people will play mahjong during funerals. Saying farewell to the dead with this sound is actually a way to establish communication and let them hurry to become a Buddha."

On the cherry tree, there are layers of different shades of pink, which is very beautiful, but at the same time, everyone can see that a woman's hand is quietly hanging in the center of the flowers.

The bluish-white limbs seemed to sense someone's gaze, bounced twice, then lifted up slightly, and slowly beckoned to them.

A ghostly atmosphere followed.

People from the Demon Slayer Squad are no strangers to corpses, and there was a stench of corpses in the strong fragrance of flowers. The strange scene was in sharp contrast with the lush flowers, and Tanjiro almost drew his sword on the spot in fright.

Asahikawa opened his eyes wide for a moment, looked very seriously, and even asked a little excitedly: "Just play cards under the tree...is that all right!?"

The fortune teller's grandmother replied with a smile: "Although she is a beautiful girl, it's better not to be too attached to the person who is going to become a Buddha."

The cartoonist nodded sharply, pointed to the position facing the cherry tree, and gripped the sketchpad tightly: "Please let me be the dealer!"

Crash, clatter, clatter.

The sound of the game of cards resounded under the tree, and occupying the four sides of the table were the elderly fortune-teller, the abbot of the temple, Ichiji Asahikawa, and Tanjiro Kamado.

The old fortune-teller piled up the cards, but she didn't expect her wrinkled fingers to be more flexible than everyone else. She told Asahikawa and Tanjiro what happened while stacking the cards.

"This is a girl who is seriously ill and feels that she can't survive this winter, so she has nostalgia for spring unconsciously. When she left, she ran to the cherry tree in the hospital to let the cherry blossoms bloom early. "

The girl was just a few years older than Tanjiro, and she was suffering from a disease, and she was about to die soon.

People often say that the obsession left after death is a kind of resentment, and the power of resentment makes the cherry tree bloom in winter until mid-spring, which is a strong remembrance.

Pink and white petals sprinkled thinly on the table curtain, the young swordsman raised his hand curiously to sniff, but he smelled a pungent stench!

Tanjiro couldn't help but let out a cry.

Asahikawa suddenly looked at him with surprised eyes, my friend, why are you so hard to think about it! ?

"Wow, there is indeed a smell of disinfectant..." Tanjiro screamed, his head was dizzy from the smoke, but he seemed puzzled and said, "But there is also a very strange smell..."

Tanjiro has a keen sense of smell since he was a child, but he couldn't describe the smell.

"That should be the smell of a dream."

"Dream?"

The fortune-teller said: "This girl was originally suffering from a very common ailment, but she had been depressed and very scared. When her family brought her to Tokyo for medical treatment, she suddenly fell asleep on the train, and her body was like decays as quickly as a flower."

Tanjiro touched his nose and muttered, "Is this... the smell of dreams?"

Crash, clatter, clatter.

Crash, clatter——

Amidst the crisp and continuous sound of shuffling cards, the flurry of sakura blowing snow blows almost in pieces in the temple courtyard. It seems that there is a strange wind hidden in the flower rain, circling quietly, blowing them away. circled in it.

Tanjiro tensed up all over at a certain moment, he felt a cold breath as if a small black hand had crawled to his collar, but he looked down, only the petals stuck to the uniform.

The same situation happened to the other three people. Among them, Asahikawa felt the most serious for a while. He sat in the main seat, playing cards absently with one hand, and scribbling on the drawing board with the other.

Mingming was also forced to sweat coldly on his forehead, but the corners of his mouth were curled up.

Suddenly, a gigantic figure rose slowly from the ground.

It is like a small hill, covered with the thick layer of cherry color accumulated on the ground, and only a piece of darkness can be seen between the flowers.

There was a rattling sound in the game - an eye split open from Shan Qiu's body, the pupils were blood red with pink, and the white of the eyes was a chaotic dark blue with distorted lines.

Wow, another one... Wow, wow, the blood-red eyes turned all at once, Tanjiro couldn't hold back his frightened emotions, and he held the Japanese sword in one hand.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and the "weird" hill exploded in an instant!It suddenly looked like a ball of soft dough, and the "head" with countless red eyes opened stretched infinitely, and it rushed straight to the person sitting in the main seat!

Tanjiro was the one closest to the hill, he drew his sword and jumped up at the first time, slashing across the water line as if he wanted to cut off the protruding part of the monster, but he felt that his sword cut nothing.

Tanjiro was startled, and shouted, "Asahikawa!"

The sharp pen tip in his hand scratched the drawing paper with a sound, and the black-haired ghost stared at the oncoming monster, sweating profusely, and the alarm in his brain rang loudly, but he still stretched out his hand calmly.

In fact, he is very excited, but as a painter, the more excited he is, the more stable his hand will be.

In his eyes, except for the ghosts transformed by ghosts, the word "monster" is his general term for all monsters and gods, whether it is ghosts, goblins, resentful souls, mountain monsters...

——All kinds of weirdness are what he wants to pursue to "see with his own eyes"!

Now that he saw it, how could he not be excited?

In the familiar memory that he has not yet noticed, some kind of arrogant emotion rushes through his blood vessels like a river. pressing.

Asahikawa stretched out his free hand for a moment, as if wanting to caress the weirdness in front of him, but with the other hand behind his back, the Demon Exorcist Knife Miyagi Maru was as clear as a wash.

"I didn't expect——I can still kill the 'weird' with my own hands!"

The painter laughed, and the blinking figure took off quickly, turning around in the rain of flowers, like a bird that can dexterously wander among the branches of flowers in spring.

But the light of the knife in his hand is merciless, like the thinnest and most invisible claw in the world, trying to peck the freshest cherry blossom.

Breath of Painting · Two Shapes · Gray Sparrow Weeping Cherry Blossoms!

Gray sparrow spreads its wings, thousands of birds throw themselves into the forest, and the momentary knife points of Asahi River are dense, as if they are connected to every petal!