49 Chapter 49: As expected of a descendant of the Tsugikuni family.
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Whoosh...
The rain outside was still falling non-stop.
Tokitou's house.
Inside the house.
The light that had just been lit was extinguished by the cold wind that had seeped in, and Tadaichiro sighed slightly, and could only continue to decoct the herbs in the weak light of the small stove.
Yuirou and Muichirou were sitting next to their mother's bed, taking care of their mother.
Everyone seemed to be completely unguarded against Kokushibo.
Kokushibo touched his face, he looked at the people in the house.
On the way here, he had used the Transparent World to observe Tokitou Tadaichiro thoroughly.
Afterwards, the conclusion he came to was—very talented.
—As expected of a descendant of the Tsugikuni family.
Although he was nearly thirty years old, he seemed to have been practicing something similar to "basic swinging" all year round.
His foundation in swordsmanship was very good.
With a little practice, it would not be a problem to compare with the hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps in a short time.
And after entering the house, Kokushibo was even more surprised.
—That was a pair of ten-year-old twins.
The slightly smarter child, as soon as he saw him, he understood his danger.
But he quickly calmed down.
Good temperament.
And the body, excellent talent in swordsmanship, even stronger than himself when he was young, and the age is not too big.
—As expected of a descendant of the Tsugikuni family.
In terms of temperament, it's better than his father.
Thinking about it, Kokushibo looked at Tadaichiro's back, his natural stupidity was a bit beyond his expectation.
Then, Kokushibo's gaze turned to Muichirou, who was worried and turned his back to him.
—The second one of the twins.
The Transparent World swept over Muichirou's body.
Kokushibo was slightly taken aback, and then showed a "as expected" stern expression.
Although his physique is weaker than the other, his talent is excellent.
—As expected of a descendant of the Tsugikuni family.
After nodding slightly.
Kokushibo looked down at his muddy shoes.
Casually took off the shoes, used flesh and blood to regenerate a new shoes, and stepped into the entrance.
Speaking of the entrance, it's actually just a slightly higher wooden step.
On the Opposite.
Yuichiro was sitting upright, his pupils trembling, he turned his head.
His eyes were staring hard in the direction behind him, he didn't dare to let out a breath.
—What did I see?
Red silk? Turned into... shoes?
He took back his gaze and looked at his father who was decocting herbs on the side.
He sighed again in his heart.
It's over, dad.
Yuichiro was filled with sorrow in his heart, not because he was hostile to Kokushibo.
But his body told him from the bottom of his heart that this six-eyed guy is definitely not human!
Just as Yuichiro was thinking this way.
Step, step.
Kokushibo slowly took two steps and walked up.
He lowered his head and looked at the weak woman lying on the bed.
"Cough, cough..."
The woman with a flushed face and her hair randomly scattered behind her pillow was constantly coughing.
"...Tadaichiro, is that... is that you?"
She spoke in a weak, hoarse voice, her eyes opened in a daze, and she reached out towards Tadaichiro's direction:
"...Tada..."
Upon hearing this, Tadaichiro quickly turned around, reached out and held his wife's hand, and wiped her sweat with a wet towel.
"Yes, I'm back, Nori ."
His voice was gentle, and when he spoke to his wife, his face unknowingly wore an incredibly tender smile, giving a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.
The woman's name was Tokito Nori, she was the mother of Muichiro and Yuichiro.
"You'll be fine soon, rest well."
Tadaichiro held back his fatigue, he smiled at Kurenai, constantly wiping the cold sweat trickling down his wife with a washed and wrung-out towel.
"Mmm..."
Tokito Nori just slowly closed her eyes, then as if reassured, gradually fell asleep.
Watching the two of them like this, like that.
Kokushibo stood aside, lost in thought.
He once had a wife and children too.
However.
He recalled, but the faces of his wife and children in his memory had long been blurred, and he couldn't even remember what their voices sounded like.
Kokushibo could only vaguely remember —— his wife's hair tips seemed to have a bit of blue color.
Children... there seemed to be two.
Everything else, he didn't know.
——After all, it's been four hundred years.
Before joining the Demon Slayer Corps, he had stopped seeing them.
Kokushibo thought.
——Not remembering, it's only natural...
Just as Kokushibo was emotionless at the bottom of his heart, preparing to observe other things.
Suddenly.
His body stiffened violently.
His head ached faintly.
"How pitiful, elder brother..."
Yoriichi's old and hoarse voice suddenly echoed in his heart.
That vivid face and dark red feather weave, suddenly jumped into his mind.
That old face, full of sorrow, shedding tears.
——After four hundred years, it's still so clear.
Kokushibo stood there in a daze, he stared straight at Tokito Nori lying on the mat, his breathing gradually becoming rapid.
The emotionless emotions seemed to be gradually breaking.
No.
Yoriichi, you're different.
Kokushibo's eyes were somewhat panicked, he was thinking quickly in his heart.
But in his memory, that old and compassionate face was motionless, just quietly looking at him, unmoved.
For a long time.
Creak...
Kokushibo's fists gradually clenched, making a creaking sound.
On the side.
"?"
Tokito Yuichiro heard the sound of clenched fists, he quickly raised his head, looking at Kokushibo's eyes staring straight at his mother.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.
...Mother, is in danger.
Whoosh!
Yuichiro suddenly stood up.
He raised his head, gritted his teeth, his face hidden in the shadow, his blue pupils stared dead at Kokushibo.
His steps slowly moved —— he stood in front of Kokushibo.
Behind him, was his lying mother.
Yuichiro took a deep breath, cold sweat soaked his clothes, his body was shaking unconsciously, and he couldn't stop it.
"Cough...heh!"
...I can't speak!
My Body, wants to run!
He stood in front of Kokushibo, his face pale, his calves trembling uncontrollably.
This action naturally attracted the attention of Tadaichiro and Muichiro on the side.
"...Brother?" Muichiro looked at his brother's back, asked with a little confusion:
"What are you doing..."
But when he looked at Kokushibo.
"!!"
His expression also turned as horrified as Yuichiro's, his face turned pale.
——Just now, it was far away.
Now it's close, Muichiro, who had been focusing on his mother, finally saw what Kokushibo really was.
Just when the two brothers thought everything was over.
The next moment.
His Father Tokito Tadaichiro turned his head, he looked at Yuichiro and Muichiro.
A gentle voice sounded softly:
"Ah, sir..."
Tadaichiro smiled and looked at Kokushibo, who was still decocting the herbs. His gaze lingered on Kokushibo's two pairs of closed eyes.
—Eyes... two pairs closed.
—Is it for fear of scaring the child?
Although this might be hurtful, but...
"You are a very gentle person."
Tokito Tadaichiro said with a smile, his deep red eyes slightly squinted.
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