77 Chapter 77 Tadaichiro's Contemplation.
After hearing Yuichiro's description clearly.
Himejima Gyomei re-gripped the chain of the Nichirin, his face showed a serious color, he stood up, his breath became heavy all at once.
Bang!
The heavy Nichirin fell to the ground, stirring up a layer of dust.
A sturdy shadow suddenly enveloped Yuichiro sitting on the ground.
"In... in..."
Yuichiro was startled, he looked up blankly, cold sweat ran down his face, looking at the people who leaned over.
——Damn it.
——I said the wrong thing.
He quickly realized - he had just said something misleading.
Looking at the weapons already held in the hands of everyone, and the expressions on their faces.
——That six-eyed old man really isn't human.
His initial feeling was correct.
But...
Yuichiro reflected on the past few weeks of interaction. The other party, despite speaking slowly, having a strange appearance, a rigid personality, and being strict in training...
Actually, he was a pretty good guy!
He even saved his mother, so...
Even if he was a demon, he should be a good demon...
Yuichiro looked at the Demon Slayer Corps in front of him, nervous sweat sliding down his forehead, unconsciously gripping his clothes.
Through Himejima's explanation just now, after thinking carefully, Yuichiro belatedly realized that this Demon Slayer Corps...
Probably - doesn't distinguish between good and bad demons...
He closed his eyes slightly, apologizing in his heart to Tsugikuni Michikatsu.
He could only think of a way to evade!
Yuichiro opened his eyes firmly, anyway, he was a child! And he only mentioned two brief conditions!
As long as he said he was making it up, he should be able to bluff his way through!
Tanjuro was the closest, he was pondering with his head down, and quietly observing Yuichiro.
Six eyes, with words.
It was Kokushibo.
Tanjuro's gaze moved to the sword at Yuichiro's waist, the cloth strip on the hilt had obvious traces of being soaked with sweat and then dried.
The three of them, who were woodcutters, had all practiced swordsmanship.
In the original work, such a thing had never happened.
He had encountered Kokushibo in the forest before sunrise, from a great distance.
Looking at it now .....
Tanjuro raised his head, looking at Yuichiro who was obviously getting nervous.
Although Yuichiro was very rational, he was still a ten-year-old child, and he would have moments of panic.
- Was Kokushibo teaching them swordsmanship?
Thinking about it, it seemed that only this unlikely event could link everything together.
But why would he do that...?
In his mind, he suddenly remembered the strange movement of Kokushibo in the forest when it was just dawn.
Kokushibo, closing his upper and lower pairs of eyes.
"What is it??"
Rengoku Shinjuro leaned over, he looked down at the broken sword in his hand, and asked Himejima who was standing up.
Himejima Gyomei unexpectedly turned his head towards Shinjuro, a hint of surprise seemed to flash in his pale eyes:
"...Shinjuro-san, Kyojuro described in his last mission report..."
"The appearance of the Upper Rank One."
"It's roughly the same as what this kid said."
Shinjuro heard this, and was slightly stunned.
.....He hadn't paid attention to these things for a long time.
Himejima Gyomei turned his head back, he held the chain with both hands, tears quietly flowing.
But... a child's words also can't be taken lightly.
Look.
He raised his head, his ears twitched slightly, feeling the movement of Yuichiro's gaze, the sudden change in emotion.
This child, was already starting to waver...
"Actually, that..."
Just as Yuichiro had figured out how to start making up a story, and was reorganizing his emotions to prepare to explain:
"Puff!" His face was suddenly slapped by Muichiro.
"Wait, wait, that's not it!"
Muichiro suddenly pulled his talking brother aside, as if he was scared, he waved his hands in a flustered manner to explain:
"Uncle Tsugikuni does indeed have six eyes!"
"But!" Muichiro clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and shouted loudly.
He was panting in a panic, opened his eyes, looked at Himejima Gyomei who had re-gripped the chain, his eyes were dazed, and he was sweating profusely:
"Now, there are no words in his eyes!"
"Uncle Tsugikuni is also a very good person, he cured my mother's fever, his swordsmanship is very powerful, sometimes he also chats with us...!"
"So, he can't be a demon!"
Muichiro closed his eyes and said a lot of words in one breath.
!!
Yuichiro suddenly widened his eyes, he used his face to block his brother's hand, and turned his head to look at him.
..... Darn it!
——This is a complete disaster!
Muichiro's words were equivalent to directly telling the members of the Demon Slayer Corps——there is indeed a six-eyed creature in their house.
He was sweating profusely, quickly raised his hand, brushed off Muichiro's hand, laughed awkwardly, and turned around trying to explain something:
"Ah! We haven't slept for too long, we're talking nonsense now..."
Yuichiro blinked hard, thinking quickly about a strategy.
"You mentioned Tsugikuni-san..."
Tanjuro interrupted his explanation, looked at Muichiro: "What's his full name?"
"Tsugikuni...Michikatsu." Muichiro looked at Tanjuro strangely, but still answered very sincerely.
The latter nodded slightly:
"I see."
Tanjuro slowly stood up, dusted off the dust on his hakama, and slowly looked at the extremely anxious Yuichiro:
"I think I understand."
The words in Kokushibo's eyes have disappeared.
This point made many things in Tanjuro's mind suddenly connect.
Saying this, Tanjuro looked at his father, Tokito Tadaichiro, who had been smiling silently and not speaking:
"Could we rest at your place?"
!!
Upon hearing this, Yuichiro's face turned pale, he immediately stood up and exclaimed:
"No..."
"It's okay."
Tadaichiro smiled, he spoke softly, interrupted his son's words, and comforted Yuichiro who was already somewhat excited:
"There's no place to rest nearby, everyone has been working hard all night, it's completely okay to rest at our humble home."
"It's okay."
Tadaichiro gently patted Yuichiro's back, smiled and looked at everyone.
"Father..." Yuichiro turned his head incredulously: "What are you saying..."
His words were not finished, and they were blocked back by a "trust me" look from Tadaichiro.
——I can't believe it at all!
Yuichiro's frozen expression gradually became chaotic.
...
...
After bidding farewell to Tecchin and Kotetsu, several people followed the Tokito family and left the blacksmith village.
On the way.
Tadaichiro walked in the front, he would occasionally turn back and say a few words to the three people behind him.
——Even though Himejima and Shinjuro both looked vigilant and held their Nichirin Swords tightly.
"By the way, Kamado-san." Tadaichiro said, a puzzled expression appeared on his face, he asked very naturally:
"Before, you guys mentioned the man-eating demon..."
"Can live for a long time, even immortal... is it true?"
After saying this, he even laughed, explaining:
"Of course, I don't want to be immortal, I'm just curious."
"It's true." Tanjuro answered very straightforwardly.
"Ah, I see."
Tadaichiro nodded, turned his head back, and stopped talking.
In his heart, a surprising idea slowly emerged.
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