76 Chapter 76 My Family Has a Demon.

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"Originally, the goal of making Yoriichi Type Zero was to replace the Demon Slayer Corps members, to avoid more casualties of the demon-killing weapon."

"It's a great idea, especially in that era."

Tecchin touched the box, his eyes dim, and sighed slightly:

"Unfortunately, after the production was completed, the weight of Type Zero far exceeded the estimate."

"The technology also can't make it chase the enemy at a long distance by itself."

"Basically, no one can freely transport Type Zero to the battlefield to play a role, and during the battle, there are also major defects in autonomous movement..."

Bang!

He slapped the box, laughed, turned his head, and looked at everyone:

"So, the current Type Zero is a training puppet for the Demon Slayer Corps members."

Tecchin was confident and quite proud:

"Don't look at him as a 300-year-old antique."

"Now, it can still exert strength close to Hashira."

Saying this, his gaze looked at the people in front of him.

His gaze swept over the faces of the Himejima group.

One Hashira, two Hashira, three Hashira...

"Cough, cough!" He coughed violently twice, then turned his gaze to the Tokito family:

"Type Zero is suitable for swordsmen below the Hashira level to practice swordsmanship. How about it, any thoughts?"

Tecchin generously said: "You all saved the blacksmith village, as long as you don't destroy the puppets, practicing is totally fine!"

Then...

"Wait."

Tokito Tadaichiro suddenly spoke up, he slightly raised his hand, looking at Tecchin with confusion:

"You said this puppet's... prototype swordsman is called?"

Tecchin looked at Tadaichiro strangely, tilting his head:

"Tsugikuni Yoriichi, what's wrong?"

For a moment.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Tadaichiro.

"Ah, no... nothing."

Tadaichiro was stunned for a while, then he laughed, rubbing the back of his head, his eyes dodging a bit.

Although he was a woodcutter...

But his family indeed had a genealogy.

And it was very clearly recorded.

Starting from the Warring States period, "Tsugikuni Michikatsu" and "Tsugikuni Yoriichi".

Although the second generation changed their surname to Tokito.

However, the handwriting of "Tsugikuni Yoriichi" on the genealogy was somewhat newer than "Tsugikuni Michikatsu", as if it was filled in later.

So that's how it is.

Tadaichiro looked at Yoriichi Type Zero.

He seemed to understand - why his home was so close to this unheard-of village.

As for the Tsugikuni Michikatsu who came to his home.

Tadaichiro previously thought, it was probably a coincidence of the same name.

Now...

Recalling the various novel things he saw last night, Tadaichiro couldn't determine what the truth was.

Suddenly.

Whoosh!

A hand stretched out from the side, raised high - although the owner of the hand was quite short.

Everyone followed the hand down to look.

- It was Yuichiro.

"I have a question."

Yuichiro frowned, he looked unbearable, raised his hand, and loudly interrupted the conversation:

"I don't understand."

He loudly voiced his inner doubts:

"What is this Demon Slayer Corps you keep talking about, Nichirin Sword, demons, Hashira..."

Yuichiro said a bunch of terms he had never heard before in one breath:

"What are... these?"

"From last night to now... what are you all discussing?"

Saying this, he also looked back at Muichiro and Tadaichiro, his expression confused:

"Why can father and Muichiro follow so naturally, it's just a coincidence, are you guys idiots?"

At this moment, Yuichiro had faint dark circles under his eyes.

He hadn't slept all night, Yuichiro felt like he was the only normal person around.

Now, shouldn't they hurry home?

Upon hearing this.

Himejima, Shinjuro, Tecchin's gaze fell on Yuichiro.

"You... aren't you Demon Slayer Corps soldiers?"

Himejima Gyomei fiddled with his prayer beads, he asked after a long time, and slightly turned his head towards Shinjuro's position.

Yuichiro looked up at the deep-voiced Himejima, he shook his head, somewhat uncomfortable, and rubbed his neck:

"We're just woodcutters living nearby."

Himejima didn't speak again, he just turned his head towards Shinjuro.

It was Shinjuro who brought them from the forest.

Rengoku Shinjuro sighed helplessly, feeling incredibly heavy, his bright hair seemed to have dimmed a lot.

He never thought.

That the woodcutter would wield a sword.

That the woodcutter would know the breathing method and sword techniques.

That the woodcutter could hurt an Upper Rank.

That the woodcutter had only held a sword for three weeks.

Upon encountering such a person, even in an emergency combat situation, Shinjuro didn't think twice and defined the Tokito family as members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Such combat power, if not used in time, would be a real pity.

So.

Yuichiro looked blankly at everyone.

Everyone looked blankly at Shinjuro.

Shinjuro spread his hands.

"..."

After a brief silence.

Everyone present probably understood the ins and outs of the matter.

"So that's it... we made assumptions and misunderstood."

Himejima spoke in a deep voice, he apologized to the Tokito family, and tears naturally flowed down:

"I'm really sorry..."

Seeing Himejima's tears flowing down, Yuichiro once again affirmed the idea that 'only I am normal here'.

"There's no need to apologize, everyone."

"I just find it curious."

"Yuichiro makes sense."

Tadaichiro, the father on the side, patted his son's shoulder at this time, he smiled and leaned out, affirming Yuichiro's words:

"I also want to know, what do all these mean."

His tone was gentle, his eyes slightly squinted, the clean morning sun shone on half of his face, making him look very comfortable:

"Could you please explain it to us, thank you."

Yuichiro was suddenly startled.

He quickly turned his head and looked at his father, his heart was crying.

No, he didn't say these words for this!

He wanted to get away, to go home!

Tokito Yuichiro - life is unbearable.

Himejima Gyomei fiddled with his prayer beads, two lines of clear tears flowed down, he listened to Tadaichiro's words, and bowed his head slightly:

"Ah... such a precious thirst for knowledge... I understand..."

"The so-called demon is..."

...

After Himejima's explanation.

Several people sat down cross-legged on the spot.

"Looks terrifying, human eater, unique thinking..."

Yuichiro listed the characteristics of the demon, his brows furrowed tighter, he turned his head and asked:

"...Is having words in the eyes a characteristic of a demon?"

"Yes." Shinjuro quickly reminded: "Demon with words in their eyes are extremely powerful ghosts, please escape as soon as you see them."

Upon hearing this.

Yuichiro was slightly stunned.

"Then..."

He asked cautiously:

"Has six eyes, has words in the eyes, but doesn't eat people... is it a demon?"

At the moment when Yuichiro's voice fell.

Whoosh!

Not only Himejima who was explaining to him, but also Tanjuro who had been silent on the side, leaned over.

"Where did you meet him?"

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