79 Chapter 79 Kill on the Spot.
A few days ago.
Night.
The Tokito brothers had just finished their sword practice for the night, they were wiping the sweat from their foreheads.
As if gathering a lot of courage, Yuichiro took a deep breath, and in the puzzled eyes of his younger brother, he shouted towards a tree on the side:
"Uncle!"
"What do the words in your eyes mean?"
Tsugikuni Michikatsu was standing under a tree, deep in thought, with Yuichiro's question echoing in his ears.
He raised his head, his hand casually resting on the hilt of his sword, the faded character "One" looked at the two brothers, his tone calm:
"You... can't read...?"
The meaning of his question was not just simply "reading", but also included "studying".
"Cough!"
Yuichiro and Muichiro looked at each other, their gazes casually moving to the side.
The older brother nudged the younger one with his elbow, and Muichiro suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at his brother.
"I... I can read." Muichiro reacted, he stammered, somewhat ashamed, lowering his head:
"Some simple words... of course I can read."
Tsugikuni Michikatsu remained silent.
When Tsugikuni Michikatsu learned that the Tokito family of today could not read, he was somewhat surprised.
So he immediately took the time during the swordsmanship rest to teach the Yuichiro brothers to read and write.
Among them, the first sentence he taught was -
"Those who exhaust their path, their return is the same."
Next, were some individual words like "Tsugikuni, Tokito, Demon Slayer Corps, choice..."
...
Under the eaves of the corridor.
"One day... you will decide your own path..."
Tsugikuni Michikatsu was kneeling in the corridor, in front of him was a small wooden table, holding a brush in his hand.
"I won't command... or make you make any decisions..."
"What I do... is because of the path I walk... my own choice..."
The ink-soaked brush slid across the paper, smoothly writing down small characters.
The clouds covering the moon gradually dispersed, and the clear moonlight slanted into the eaves.
Tsugikuni Michikatsu slowly raised his head, he put down the brush in his hand, his gaze looking at the amber moon in the night sky.
"Now..."
His mouth slightly opened, his voice calm:
"Make a decision..."
...
...
At this moment.
Daytime.
"...Decision?"
The sunlight passed through the eaves, crossed the open door, and fell on Yuichiro's surprised face.
He was still immersed in the content he had just seen on the note, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
Muichiro's mood changed very quickly, he had an excited look on his face, full of anticipation sitting next to his brother.
Everyone sat in the house, forming a circle.
"So..."
Rengoku Shinjuro broke the silence of the two, he lowered his eyes, pondering:
"Do you want to join the Demon Slayer Corps...?"
Muichiro quickly nodded, excitedly clenched his fist, and agreed:
"Yes!"
"The Demon Slayer Corps is just like you said! It's a good place to help others!"
He recalled the swordsmanship training during this period, the growth of strength.
And - the helplessness when his mother was seriously ill.
He no longer wanted to experience that kind of powerlessness!
Thinking about it, Muichiro clenched his fists even harder
, his hands were white, and his tone gradually became firm:
"If it can make others feel at ease, I will join!"
"Wait! Muichiro!" Seeing this, Yuichiro quickly reached out to hold his brother, his tone hesitant:
"That's too fast...! Calm down and think carefully..."
The turn of events was somewhat beyond Yuichiro's imagination, even if he considered himself the smartest in the family, his mind was a bit overwhelmed at this moment.
At this time.
"Muichiro is right."
Tokito Tadaichiro put down a small basin of peeled chestnuts, slowly sat next to Muichiro.
Plop.
He reached out his hand, gently rubbing Muichiro's head, his tone gentle:
"Doing good is not for others."
"Helping others, will ultimately help oneself."
Tadaichiro smiled, his gaze met Muichiro's for a moment, then slowly turned to the three Tanjuro sitting across from him:
"After all, he's my son. If Muichiro wants to join, then I'm the same."
Rengoku Shinjuro nodded, then turned his gaze to Yuichiro, who looked puzzled and flustered:
"Well, what about you?"
Yuichiro's head was buzzing.
"I... I..." He stammered, his eyes moving between his father and brother.
At this moment.
"Namaste... please wait a moment, Shinjuro-san." Himejima Gyomei chanted a Buddhist mantra, interrupting their conversation:
"I'm sorry, Tadaichiro-san."
Thoughts crossed his mind.
Upper Rank One... asked them decide whether to join the Demon Slayer Corps...
He pondered for a moment, his voice dull, he turned his head to Shinjuro, giving his own answer:
"This matter is not something we can easily decide..."
"It should be reported to Oyakata-sama as soon as possible, and let Oyakata-sama make the decision."
Click, click.
In his hand, the red, broken Buddhist beads kept moving, Himejima turned his head and looked at the three Tadaichiro:
"Before Oyakata-sama agrees, could you..."
Himejima straightened up, his sturdy body was like a small mountain, his pale eyes made Yuichiro feel scared:
"First leave with us, don't worry, the Demon Slayer Corps will arrange a place for you."
Upon hearing this.
Muichiro, Yuichiro, and Tadaichiro looked at each other.
They all turned their heads in unison, looking at Tokito Nori, who was sitting in the middle, drinking tea leisurely.
Tokito Nori swallowed the tea in her mouth, she smiled slightly, turned her head and agreed:
"Sure."
It seemed that she noticed the fatigue of the Tokito brothers.
Himejima nodded, spoke in a deep voice:
"Thank you, then we will rest here for one day and set off together tomorrow."
Click, click.
Because of bowing his head, some tears fell on the wooden floor.
"Uncle, what are you crying about!" Yuichiro was startled by Himejima again, he propped his hand behind him and backed away a few steps.
"Ah... ah... such touching family affection."
Himejima said, he even raised his head high, his hands together.
But in his heart, he was thinking about another problem.
[The appearance of Upper Rank in the blacksmith village, Oyakata-sama already knows, the village will move out before tonight.]
[There will definitely be many swordsmen sent to reinforce and protect, by then, even if Upper Rank One appears again...]
Himejima Gyomei turned his head slightly.
His attention was on Tanjuro, who was studying the map behind them.
——It should be possible to kill him on the spot tonight.
Thinking of this.
Click!
Himejima put his hands together, slightly shocked, the large Buddhist beads in his hand swayed with his movement, very intimidating to the people around him.
Behind them.
Tanjuro sat across from the Tokito house, he spread the map of the Infinite Castle on the wooden floor, carefully observing it.
——This is a blueprint of the interior of the Infinite Castle.
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