Chapter 44 The Nine Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Rengoku Kyojuro is not a bad person, he's just a bit straightforward.

Ubuyashiki Kagaya quickly dissuaded, "Kyojuro, don't be rude."

"Oyakata-sama"

Rengoku Kyojuro's eyes were burning.

"No matter what, I cannot tolerate anyone being on par with you."

"Kyojuro..."

Ubuyashiki Kagaya wanted to say something else.

Jon suddenly interrupted, "Kagaya-dono, let me handle this."

Upon hearing this, Ubuyashiki Kagaya nodded.

When dealing with scholars, you need to use words, when dealing with warriors, you need to use swords.

Jon didn't beat around the bush, and drew out 'Raiu' out of thin air, "Rengoku Kyojuro, I accept your challenge."

With a simple one-handed retrieval from the air, Rengoku Kyojuro's eyelids jumped.

"Blood Demon Art? No, there's no demonic aura on this person... How strange."

With a full heart of doubt, Rengoku Kyojuro and Jon came to the courtyard.

Ubuyashiki Kagaya was afraid of making a big fuss, so he specifically dismissed the servants on both sides and instructed, "Do not hurt the harmony."

"Yes, sir." Rengoku Kyojuro drew his sword in response.

After saying that, he loudly announced his name, "The current head of the demon hunting Rengoku family, the 'Flame Hashira' of the Demon Slayer Corps, Rengoku Kyojuro!"

Jon tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"I am the inheritor of the Ripple, a Stand user, a vampire hunter, a pirate madman, a gangster nemesis, a professional hero, a special instructor of the Demon Slayer Corps, Jon Joestar."

I have never been afraid of anyone!

Rengoku Kyojuro was indeed stunned.

Every word he understood, but why did they sound like gibberish when put together?

Shaking his head, Rengoku Kyojuro said loudly, "Be careful, I'm going to draw my sword."

Flame Breathing. First Form. Unknowing Fire - Shiranui.

The flames burned, and the heat waves rolled.

The temperature around them rose sharply!

Seeing this, Jon took a deep breath, and golden arcs of electricity emerged from his body.

At the same time, a 'thump, thump, thump' sound echoed through the courtyard, like the beating of war drums!

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Rengoku Kyojuro's forehead, and he fell into a rare moment of distraction.

A glint flashed in Jon's eyes, and he made the first move.

"Slash!"

With both hands gripping the sword, he swung it forward with all his might.

The cold blade shone brightly, its force like a tiger descending a mountain!

Rengoku Kyojuro snapped back to reality.

Not good!

In a hurry, he had no time to dodge and had to take the sword head-on.

Boom!

The moment the blades collided, Rengoku Kyojuro felt a numbness in his hand.

Is this the power that a human can unleash?

"Rengoku Kyojuro."

Jon spoke softly.

"What!" Rengoku Kyojuro responded instinctively.

"Your breathing is disordered."

As soon as the words fell, Jon exerted his strength again, pressing Rengoku Kyojuro so hard that he couldn't lift his head.

After a stalemate of more than ten seconds, Rengoku Kyojuro's defeat was evident.

Jon didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, but instead retreated a few steps.

The outcome was decided!

"I... lost..."

Rengoku Kyojuro looked at his own hands in disbelief.

After pondering for a moment, he accepted the reality. With a calm expression, he sheathed his sword.

Walking up to Jon, Rengoku Kyojuro bowed respectfully, "Thank you for your mercy."

Jon remained indifferent, exuding an air of superiority.

You have the support of Flame Breathing.

On my side, I have Ripple Rush + Armament Haki + True King Engine.

It's still the same saying.

The more BUFFs, the more you can do whatever you want.

"However..." Rengoku Kyojuro changed the subject, "The Oyakata-sama I serve will always be Kagaya-sama."

You can win over my body, but not my heart!

Jon had three black lines on his forehead.

Does the grand young master of the Joestar family need you, a thick-browed big-eyed guy, to serve?

At this moment, Ubuyashiki Kagaya chuckled, "Kyojuro, you misunderstood. Jon-dono is not here to fight for power and profit, but is a partner who is equal to me in fighting evil spirits and jointly killing the demon king."

"Is that so."

After hearing the Oyakata-sama explanation, a trace of guilt flashed across Rengoku Kyojuro's face.

Jon was afraid that this blockhead would make a scene of apologizing with a thorn, and quickly said, "It's okay to misunderstand, as long as it's cleared up."

"Jon-dono!"

Without saying a word, Rengoku Kyojuro grabbed Jon's hand.

Ubuyashiki Kagaya timely reminded, "Jon-dono has already agreed to serve as the mentor of the Demon Slayer Corps."

"Mentor!" Rengoku Kyojuro immediately changed his address, "Let us strive together to slay all the demon in the world!"

Jon's face turned black.

"Speak properly, don't touch me."

Rengoku Kyojuro: ????

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That night.

The crescent moon hung high.

The nine Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps gathered at the Ubuyashiki mansion.

The head of the family, Ubuyashiki Kagaya, sat in the main seat and introduced, "This is Jon-dono, the special mentor of the Demon Slayer Corps, responsible for teaching a new breathing technique, his status is equal to mine."

As the words fell, the people in the room had different expressions.

Some were solemn, some were indifferent.

Jon didn't look sideways, and nodded in acknowledgment.

No one spoke.

Ubuyashiki Kagaya coughed lightly and said, "From now on, we are comrades who will fight side by side, you guys introduce yourselves."

"Yes!"

Rengoku Kyojuro responded most enthusiastically.

"Master, although you already know, I'll say it again, I am the 'Flame Hashira', Rengoku Kyojuro!"

A certain poker-faced man also joined in, "'Water Hashira', Tomioka Giyu."

"My name is Kocho Shinobu, she's the 'Insect Hashira'~"

"Glamour is my personality, 'Sound Hashira' Uzui Tengen, at your service!"

"That... I... I am the 'Love Hashira', Kanroji Mitsuri."

"Tokito Muichiro."

"Crossing the sea of suffering, all beings are suffering, Amitabha~ I am Himejima Gyomei, the 'Stone Hashira'!"

"Since it's the Oyakata-sama command, there's nothing we can do about it, my name is Iguro Obanai, hey, knowing my name doesn't mean I approve of you."

"'Wind Hashira', Shinazugawa Sanemi."

Apart from the fierce-looking Shinazugawa Sanemi and Iguro Obanai, the rest of the Demon Slayer Corps captains were quite acceptable.

Jon didn't care, he said modestly, "I was born overseas, and I accidentally entered Fujikasane Mountain, I had to kill demons to protect myself, and was fortunate to be taken in by Kagaya-dono.

Coincidentally, I also have a bit of a personal grudge with Kibutsuji Muzan..."

He chuckled.

"In any case, I look forward to your guidance in the future."

Born overseas, accidentally entered Fujikasane Mountain, and has a personal grudge with Kibutsuji Muzan.

It sounds... quite suspicious, doesn't it?

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Jon knew that these people were all skilled demon slayers, and with the inexplicable 'master' title on his head, they were probably not convinced.

So, he chuckled and said, "I'm new here, I don't have much to offer, just a small gift, I hope you won't mind."

If you're greedy for food, give gourmet food, if you care about appearance, give shoes and accessories, if you like medical arts, give experimental equipment, if you're compassionate, give Buddhist scriptures and statues...

Whether you accept it or not, at least my attitude is here.

The nine captains of the Demon Slayer Corps didn't expect the special seat who was on par with the lord to be so good at dealing with people.

For a moment, they were somewhat at a loss.

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