44 Chapter 44: Daily and Non-Daily Life.
After a busy period, the Kamado family finally had some free time.
Tanjiro, as the eldest son, also came down from upstairs.
With his extraordinary sense of smell, he had long smelled his father's scent.
He knew his father was safe and sound, so he let his younger brothers and sisters share this surprise and joy first.
Thinking this way, Tanjiro walked down the stairs with a heartfelt smile.
...
In the courtyard.
Tanjuro, holding Shigeru, smiled apologetically at the rest of the Butterfly Mansion's hidden people, and sat facing the courtyard on the corridor.
"Father, aren't you..."
Nezuko carefully observed Tanjuro, she sat down with Rokuta.
She subconsciously pinched Tanjuro's arm:
"...Did you gain weight?"
"Hmm?" Hearing Nezuko's words, Shigeru immediately raised his head, put both hands on Tanjuro's face, and rubbed it seriously.
The previous feeling of being skinny is gone, replaced by a face like a normal person.
After feeling the different blood color on Tanjuro's face than before, Shigeru let go of her hand, with a surprised look:
"Really!"
Pat, pat!
Shigeru's two hands patted Tanjuro's chest, her expression became more and more surprised:
"Oh!! brother Takeo! Look!"
Saying that, he waved his hand at Takeo, who was holding a wooden sword on the side, and shouted loudly.
"Father's chest used to sound thump thump when patted."
Pat! Saying that, Shigeru patted again:
"Now it sounds pat pat!"
Tanjuro, holding Shigeru, stretched out his hand to rub his bald head, and smiled silently.
"Shigeru!"
Takeo had just finished swinging his wooden sword, and turned his head full of sweat, only to see Shigeru's naughty scene, which scared him to look at Nezuko.
Oh no...
The usually kind and gentle big sister, when she gets angry, is even scarier than when Tanjuro brother gets angry...!!
Takeo felt bad, he carefully looked at Nezuko.
"Rokuta, are you asleep again?" Fortunately, Nezuko didn't seem to mind.
Seeing that Nezuko didn't seem angry, Takeo slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time.
Tap tap.....
"Shigeru, stop it."
Kie, carrying a few rice balls, slowly walked from the house behind them, she was smiling, and slowly sat next to them:
"If you keep messing around, your father will get angry."
Plop, Kie put the wooden box in her hand aside, reached out her hand from Tanjuro's hand to take the frolicking Shigeru.
"Mom, father won't get angry."
"Right!" Shigeru looked up, smiled happily at Tanjuro, and was much more lively than before.
Kie smiled helplessly at Shigeru, then looked worried, looking at Tanjuro who looked very normal.
——She had gotten used to Tanjuro's pale and thin face.
——Now suddenly his complexion has improved...
——Kie felt somewhat worried.
After all.
It seemed that her husband had encountered those "demons" and "monsters" a few days ago.
Although he had returned safely now, if he started acting strange, then...
At this thought, Kie pursed her lips, furrowed her brows, and looked at Tanjuro with worry in her beautiful, light purple eyes:
"...Are you okay, Tanjuro?"
She reached out her finger and gently touched Tanjuro's rosy face a couple of times.
"It won't be like that time again..."
That time — referring to a year ago when Tanjuro had slain a giant bear near their home and then slept for a year.
"It won't."
Tanjuro simply shook his head lightly, then slowly extended his hand, pulling the stunned Kie and Shigeru into his arms — he had wanted to do this for a long time:
"Don't worry, it's okay."
Feeling her husband's strong and healthy heartbeat, Kie, who hadn't reacted for a moment, was somewhat dazed.
When Kie came to her senses, her face turned slightly red, and she quickly pushed Tanjuro away and straightened up:
"Tanjuro...!"
Her voice gradually became quieter, her head slightly lowered, and finally barely audible:
"We're not at home..."
On the side, several children quickly scattered and started playing on their own.
"Haha..." Unusually, Tanjuro chuckled softly. He looked up at the sky under the eaves not far away, and the melancholy in his heart gradually dissipated.
Under the eaves, the lively laughter gradually subsided.
Kie and Tanjuro leaned together, their hands overlapping.
In the courtyard, the younger children were running and jumping, and the older children were holding their serious little faces and swinging wooden swords.
Yes, this is why he fights.
——Family.
Tanjuro looked at Takeo in the courtyard, who was swinging his wooden sword in a proper manner, and Shigeru, who was playing.
If it weren't for Muzan, he might just live a plain but happy life with his family.
But now.
Click,
Tanjuro clenched the Kusabimaru at his waist.
All targets ultimately aim to kill Muzan.
He is now a thorn in Muzan's eye.
After Kokushibo returned, if Muzan knew that he was not Yoriichi, he would surely send Upper Rank demons to chase him down, just like in the original story.
A sense of urgency rose in Tanjuro's heart as he looked at the children in the courtyard and Kie sitting next to him.
He needs to be strong enough to protect his family in front of Muzan.
Without showing a single flaw.
The power of resurrection can only solve temporary needs, and the most important thing is to recover the body as soon as possible.
First of all, combat memory.
When he killed Lower Rank Two, Tanjuro did not gain any "combat memory".
He knew that combat memory has a prefix — the memory of fighting with the strong.
Since Lower Rank Two is not considered strong, and Upper Rank One's half arm is enough to have combat memory.
So.
Tanjuro raised his head, lost in thought.
——He needs to find an Upper Rank.
But before that.
Click.
Tanjuro stood up with the sheathed Kusabimaru.
——He still needs a Nichirin Sword.
He can't use Yoriichi's Bright Red Sword yet.
The last time he fought Kokushibo, Kusabimaru turned into a Bright Red because of high-intensity rebound in a short time.
In other words — it was Kokushibo who had forged Kusabimaru red.
He can't expect every Upper Rank he encounters to turn Kusabimaru into a Bright Red Sword.
But the ordinary Nichirin Sword is too fragile — it might also be because Tanjuro doesn't have the consciousness to protect the sword.
After all, Kusabimaru is very hard.
In any case, a Nichirin Sword custom-made according to his own characteristics is necessary.
Suddenly, he saw the figure of Tomioka Giyu, who was sitting in the corner with his head down.
Tomioka Giyu was hanging his head, seemingly counting the ants on the ground.
The way he was alone seemed out of place.
Seemingly noticing Tanjuro's gaze, Tomioka Giyu slowly turned his head and looked over here.
Tanjuro was taken aback.
—Just now, was Takeo pestering Tomioka to learn swordsmanship...?
Thinking of this.
Tanjuro looked at Takeo, who was standing in the courtyard, swinging his wooden sword with all his might.
He would not let his child participate in dangerous battles.
But...
Basic self-defense techniques...
"Takeo!"
Takeo in the courtyard suddenly turned his head and looked at his father, somewhat puzzled.
"Do you want to learn the Hinokami Kagura?"
Upon hearing this, Takeo was stunned for a moment.
The next moment.
In his dazed eyes, a star named 'desire' was shining.
"I do!"
...
After hearing the conversation between the father and son in the courtyard, Tomioka Giyu's expression was slightly stunned.
Then, he silently lowered his head again.
He is now in the Butterfly Mansion.
He had just finished a mission with the butterfly and was taking a break here.
That's all.
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