Blade of Resurrection

Kunihiro Yamabagiri's golden hair had a mild luster in the morning sun.

Since returning from practice, he has become much clearer. Those eyes that are no longer covered by the cloak are like the sky where all the clouds have disappeared. After hearing the sound of footsteps, there is a beautiful light flowing.

"Welcome back, Qie Guo."

Nuliang Yangui stopped at the door of the office, Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro also stood up, nodded and looked at him: "I'm back."

"It seems that he is not injured." A warm palm patted his left shoulder, and Nuliang Yangui went to sit on the sofa, and motioned to him: "Then, let's briefly talk about the process of the expedition. .”

"Okay." Yamabasaki Kunihiro nodded, walked back to the position just now and sat down, and began to tell him about this expedition.

This time, the second unit he led went on an expedition to Mount Hiei in the Warring States Period, and participated in the inspection of Enryaku Temple. During this period, there was no situation different from the historical records. The offensive, on the whole, was a very smooth and successful expedition.

This also means that Yamabuchi Kunihiro does not need to report too many things, simply tell the story, and then sort out and submit the materials later, which means that this task has been completely completed.

Nuliang Yangui listened patiently, and when he finished speaking, he looked up at the time: "The time is just right."

"Candlestick Kiri and the others should have already prepared breakfast." Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro also estimated the situation over there, and stood up with him: "My lord, I will give you the report tonight."

"Well, don't worry. Let's have breakfast together first!"

"it is good."

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro followed Nura Gosui, and walked with him to the restaurant on the other side. On the way, he also met sword men who heard the breakfast bell outside and gathered towards the restaurant one after another.

After seeing Nu Liangyan's return, everyone greeted him one after another, especially Fu Sangshen, who were usually child-like daggers, and several of them clung to his side.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who appeared out of nowhere, put his hand on his shoulder from behind: "あ・る・じ (Master)——"

Each of his voices was processed with a pause and accent, and when his arms were bent, he changed to a posture of hugging his neck: "How is it, are you scared?"

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga, don't be rude to the Lord!"

"Not at all." Nuliang Yangui stopped the rushing movement of Yaki Hasebe with his eyes, and turned his face to look at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was leaning beside him: "Tsuraru, I have already seen your routine. I figured it out."

"I'll be sad if you say that." He leaned his head towards Nuliang Yangui: "You have to be a little frightened in life, and life can be fun, isn't it?"

"Yeah, so I took the last bag of potato chips away." Nuliang Yangui winked at him without any psychological burden: "Do you feel the fun?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's expression paused, and he poked his face with his hand: "It's really not cute at all."

"It's you who want to scare." He raised a pure smile.

This was a little farce before breakfast started, and the atmosphere suddenly became active.

Nuliang Yangui had breakfast with everyone in Honmaru, and went to Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada to get some cookies that had been baked earlier, put them in a portable paper bag, bid farewell to them and returned to the present world.

At this time, the sun in this world has risen in the sky, the sun is shining outside the house, the sky is blue and cloudless.

"What a beautiful day."

While feeling emotional, he pushed the door and left the room, just in time to meet Teriyaki Teriya who was about to come over and ask him to have breakfast: "Are you going out?"

"Well, I'm going to see Tanjirou and the others."

Nuliang Yangui leaned down slightly to look at the boy who was raised as a girl, opened the bag and picked out the cookies wrapped in transparent wrapping paper and put them in his hand: "This It’s just baked, when the taste is just right.”

"Thank you."

The cookie placed in the palm seemed to still have the temperature of the oven, and was inexplicably warm. Ubuyashiki Teriya thanked him, and did not intend to ask about the origin of the cookie, and bowed to Nura Yangui: "Then, please go careful."

"Well, I'm going out!"

He smiled and bid farewell to the boy, staggered away from the boy and left the house to the butterfly house not far away.

This time, Nuliang Yangui chose the main entrance instead of climbing over the wall, and tapped lightly on the wooden door with his knuckles, his voice amplified slightly: "Excuse me, is there anyone?"

"Is there anyone please?"

He stood outside the yard for a while, but still no one came to open the door, so he stopped waiting and opened the wooden door in front of him: "I'm sorry."

As soon as Nuliang Yangui stepped into the yard, a girl with twin ponytails trotted out of the house, and when she saw the stranger who walked in, she scolded: "Wait a minute, who are you! "

"I'm here to visit."

"This is not a place where you can enter casually!" She said solemnly, looking at the obviously different clothes of Nuliang Yangui and the Ghost Killing Squad, and pointed to the door that had not been closed: "Please get out of here!"

"I told you, I'm here to visit."

Nuliang Yangui explained his identity to her with a smile: "I am the head of the Fuji House, and I will be disturbing you at the Miyashiki House for a few days. I came to see a friend today."

Kanzaki Aoi has heard about the fact that the Patriarch of the Fuji House is now living in the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Squad, and her attitude is not as tough as before. She bowed to him: "Sorry, I was rude."

"I was also at fault for not waiting for you to open the door."

He shook his head, took out a pack of cookies and handed it over: "This is my apology. But, can you take me to see Zamon Tanjiro and the others?"

"The wounded who were sent over yesterday."

Aoi Kanzaki glanced at the exquisitely packaged biscuits in her palm, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Then come with me."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Nuliang Yangui followed behind him, and was taken to the ward where the three of them were resting. As soon as they approached, they heard the noise inside, and identified it as my wife Shanyi's voice shouting that she didn't want to take the medicine.

He smiled and said, "It's really spiritual."

"Really, I've only been away for a while!" Aoi Kanzaki also quickened her pace towards that side, and as soon as she opened the door, the voices in the room stopped.

Zhong Yuancheng, who was still at a loss at first, saw her, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiaokui..."

"Goose, goose!" Before she could finish her sentence, my wife Shanyi interrupted her: "Why are you here!"

"Hey!" Nuliang Yangui leaned on the door frame, and greeted the two teenagers who came over: "You look very energetic, so I feel relieved."

"Mr. Yangui!" Zamon Tanjirou also opened his eyes wide, remembering what he saw when he fell asleep last night: "Isn't that a dream..."

"Did Tanjirou have any dreams?"

He looked over with a smile, and the boy immediately shook his head, denying his previous thoughts: "No, there is nothing!"

"So, why are you here?" My wife Zenitsu finally succumbed to the terrifying gaze of Aoi Kanzaki, swallowed the medicine with difficulty, and waved her shrunken hands in the sleeves, so that the sleeves were flicking back and forth.

"I just happen to be here. I heard that you are all injured, so come and have a look."

While talking, Nuliang Yangui took out the cookies and put them on the table beside their bed, and then stopped beside Zuhira Inosuke, who had been silent just now, and looked down: "What's the matter, it seems Doesn't seem to have any spirit?"

"..."

The boy wearing the wild boar hood was lying there quietly. If he was not breathing, he might be considered a corpse.

"A lot of things happened." Kamado Tanjiro explained for him: "So, it's probably better not to worry about him for the time being."

"is it?"

Nuliang Yangui actually heard the whole process from Sato, and he can probably guess what caused the usually carefree and noisy teenager to be autistic.

He lightly touched the top of Inosuke Hirai's forehead, the healing power was so slight that it was hard to notice: "However, you all survived."

Nuliang Yangui's voice is very soft and slow, but it has a special magic power, as if it can relax the body and mind of those who hear it: "Because you survived, your performance is already very good."

"I'm still too weak..." A different voice came from under the mask than usual, making Kamado Tanjirou and my wife Zenitsu look at it in surprise.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence said by Zuihei Inosuke before, but this is also the first sentence the other party has said since yesterday.

"Only those who survive can change themselves so that those regrets never happen again."

He withdrew his hand and pulled out one of the packs of ribbons. Just after he opened it, the smell of cookies spread in the ward: "If you feel that you are weak, cheer yourself up and continue to work hard to become stronger. Like Being self-closing like this is not at all like that Inosuke-kun who challenged me every day."

"Right?" Zuhira Inosuke's hood was lifted off by him, and the cookie in his hand was also put into his mouth.

He didn't answer right away, but the chewing action didn't stop.

Compared with the previous state, this is a good thing.

"Thank you, Mr. Yangui."

Zamon Tanjiro took advantage of the time to go out and recover his strength, and thanked Nu Liangyan: "I always thought it would be better for him to be quiet for the way Inosuke was before, but I didn't expect you to let him just like that." Pull yourself together."

"This kind of thing actually depends on the situation, and your way of handling it is not impossible."

Nuliang Yangui rubbed his hair: "However, sometimes if someone pushes behind him appropriately, the efficiency will be improved. Of course, this method also depends on the person."

"I understand." Kamado Tanjiro, as the eldest son, naturally had such a feeling.

While chatting with Nuliang Yangui, he was walking towards the room where Nezuko was, when he suddenly smelled a familiar smell, he turned his head and looked over there.

"Mr. Tomioka?"

"En." Tomioka Yoshiyuki nodded to him, but his eyes had turned to Nuliang Yangui who was standing beside him.

The person being watched had no self-consciousness at all, and greeted him with a smile like a flower: "Good morning, Mr. Yiyong."

The author has something to say:

The ingenious Mi Jiang.

The slippery ghost is an erratic guy, so he is actually the same as the crane ball.

If you get polarized, there will be nothing. If you get caught, you won’t get rid of it. It’s not a complete bushi

Autistic pigs are also cute