About the time I became a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad

Izumi Juro opened his eyes and found that the surrounding environment had changed.

Wearing half sleeves with the idol's face on it, he slowly sat up from the coffin.

The coffin boards were a little cold, but that didn't bother Izumi Juro.

because--

It's snowing outside!

You know, he has lived in Tokyo as an old man for a year, but he has not seen snow for a long time.

Oh of course.

Being so surprised by snow is not because he likes snow, but because he was once covered by snow, alive in that extremely lively atmosphere, and his life ended in freezing.

But, it was precisely because of this—that he had created his body of a living dead.

Quan Juro felt that nothing good would happen if it snowed.

Simply won't be frozen to death anymore, it's better to jump out and check the surrounding situation.

Well, let's talk... He appears here, shouldn't some NPC appear, ask him what race he needs, and then call him "Master"?

Well, these things are not the point.

Anyway, if you change places, you have to start all over again.

Quan Juro pressed the coffin board, and stood up directly with his strength.Then he raised his leg, and the moment he was about to step out, something caught the trousers of his other leg.

Quan Juro turned his head in confusion, and saw a shivering Foxnosuke hooking his trouser leg.Perhaps it was because of his stopping action that Honosuke saw hope, and boldly hugged Izumi Juro's ankle directly.

"Big, big man."

"?"

"You've finally woken up! If I don't wake up, Foxnosuke will be frozen to heaven!"

Izumi Juro blinked, then bent down, and under Foxanosuke's expectant eyes, he used his hand to push away the opponent's claws.

"do not worry."

"I'm not cold."

Fox Nosuke: ...

What the fuck are you talking about!

If the living dead could feel the cold, you would have died in this coffin long ago!

"I feel like you're scolding me."

Foxnosuke was startled, but his head shook as fast as a rattle.

"How, how could it be!"

Even if you scold me, I still have to smile and tell you that you are great.

"My lord... don't abandon me, I'm super—" Before he could finish speaking, he was blown by the cold wind and sneezed loudly.

Foxnosuke sniffed and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "It's useful."

Izumi Juro: ...

No, he doesn't think this little fox can do it.

It's better to jump out from the birth point quickly and explore the surrounding situation quickly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his leg, Foxnosuke rushed up crying, "My lord!"

"release."

"Master, don't abandon me!"

"I do not."

Foxnosuke almost got stuck.

When normal people hear such a cute little cutie sobbing twice, they should be forgiven for everything!

But, but—

This adult's routine is obviously different!

Fox's help can't help but think of what the headquarters said to him before dispatching him-your Honmaru, it's not good.It takes a powerful judge to suppress it.I have a candidate here, help him, let him owe you a favor!In this way, you can practice and get a super powerful god judge, isn't it great?

Fox Zhisuke's mind tilted, and he immediately agreed.

And now look--

Hiss, this lord is so difficult to deal with!

While Foxosuke hugged Izumi Juro's thigh and cried, Izumi Juro was staring at him with his chin propped up.

He blinked, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Foxnosuke widened his cute eyes.

Here comes here!

He knows it!No one can refuse him——Suddenly, someone pinched the back of his neck, flung him casually, and threw him into a snowdrift not far away.

Foxosuke, who was trembling after being thrown into the snowdrift, suddenly raised his head, "Why! Am I not cute!"

Izumi Juro stepped out of the coffin, grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it against his leg.

Hearing Foxosuke's questioning voice to himself, he slowly showed a confused expression, "What? Are you cute?" He stretched out his finger, pointing to his huge face that took up more than half of the fabric. Smile, "My idol is the cutest!"

Fox's help: ... Fuck

Can anyone compare cuteness with a fox!It also means that the adult in front of him has no self-knowledge!But looking at the bright smile that this adult showed on the face on the clothes, it is obvious that this adult cannot be classified as a normal person.

Foxnosuke choked up for a moment.

Well, being cute doesn't work.

There is only one other way!

He took a deep breath, and even closed his eyes to contemplate, exuding a vague aura in the white snow.

After a while, he lowered his voice, "Boy, do you know who I am?"

No one answered.

"My lord?" Foxnosuke quickly opened his eyes, only to see that familiar figure had gone far, far away.

Fox's help: ...

Ahhh, wait for me, my lord!

***

Quan Juro didn't wait for Fox's help, but walked aimlessly in the heavy snow alone.

Anyway, he is neither cold nor hungry nor tired, so there is no need to worry that he will collapse in the next second.

but--

I came to this world without bringing anything with me!

I started to wait for the pre-sale at 8 o'clock yesterday morning, and I didn't get the idol pillow until 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and I was lying in this cold coffin before I opened my eyes happily.

Quanjuro couldn't help supporting the tree next to him.

Ahhh, so angry!

At least let him hug for a while... um, wait?

It seems that something is coming.

The expression on Quan Juro's face faded quickly, and then he looked not far away with a serious face.

Amidst the layers of white mist, a person slowly walked over.

The man was wearing a large piece of red, yellow and green checked feathers, and his hand was on the handle of the knife that could not be seen clearly.

suddenly.

The man flew over quickly.

Immediately, he pulled out the Japanese sword from his waist, came to Quan Juro in a few breaths, and cut the knife towards his neck.

At this moment, time becomes extremely slow.

After finally catching up, Foxnosuke saw this scene, and the bgm of life and death popped out of his head instantly.

Didn't the people at the headquarters say that this lord is very powerful?

Why don't you run away!

If you continue——you will die!

Don't die!

Don't die, Izumi Juro!

"Get away, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Accompanied by a sharp, ear-piercing and sad voice, it reached Izumi Juro from far away, and it also reached Tomioka Yoshiyuki's ears.

This howling made people unable to bear the thought of "wanting to let the other party go".

just.

Standing in front of him was a ghost.

Even if you stay awake, you may wantonly kill ordinary people when you are hungry.Treat ordinary people who cannot resist as food, and then have more powerful power.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki was expressionless.

He gripped the Sun Wheel Knife tightly and slashed down without hesitation.

"boom"!

The head that was supposed to be chopped off still obediently stayed on the neck? !

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's eyes trembled slightly.

And his knife didn't score a single point.

"That..." Izumi Juro supported the back of his head, ignoring the Japanese sword beside his neck, and blinked at the person in front of him, "Is this a special way of greeting?"

As soon as the words fell, the Sun Wheel Knife resting next to his neck seemed to have just been relieved, and cracks began to appear from the place where it was cut, and the next second, it broke with a "pop".

Izumi Juro: ...

Ahhhhh, this knife looks very expensive!

Don't let him pay for it!

In an instant, there was only the sound of snow falling on the ground.

A few seconds passed.

"Well, I'm sorry but..." Izumi Juro raised his head quickly, and hugged his extremely weak self with both arms.

"I have no money."

Just at this time, Foxnosuke arrived behind him panting.

"My lord, you didn't..." It's okay.

Hearing Foxosuke's voice, Izumi Juro quickly turned his head, bent down, picked up Foxosuke and handed it to Yoshiyuki Tomioka.

"I'll pay you for this!"

"I don't know the market price here, but it's definitely not cheaper than your knife!"

Yoshiyuki Tomioka looked at his broken knife, then at the boy with black hair and black eyes standing in front of him.There was a hearty smile on the other party's face, exactly the same as the person printed on his clothes.

No matter how you look at it, Tomioka Yoshiyuki has no way to believe that the other party is a ghost that eats humans, but the breath from the other party's body is indeed unmistakable.

He gripped the broken knife in his hand.

What do I do next... Will I die?Will he be killed by the evil spirit in front of him?

"Well, although it's a bit troublesome to explain——I don't mean any harm to you, do I?"

Having said that, Izumi Juro stuffed Fox Nosuke, who was in a daze, into Tomioka Yoshiyuki's arms.

The fur of the small animal was soft and smooth, Tomioka Yoshiyuki subconsciously caught it, his expression was blank for a moment.

In the brief silence, the snow stopped.

The warm light broke through the thick clouds, and the golden sunlight shone on Yoshiyuki Tomioka, as well as on Juro Izumi.

"I am..." Izumi Juro paused for a rare moment.

According to the normal situation, most people come on stage to introduce their own life.

Think about your experiences in the previous few worlds?

Oh, the Chief Disciple of Sword Demon, Quasi Konoha IV.

The former is nothing to worry about, but the latter... because I don't want to be the fourth generation, I just dumped this thing to Namikaze Minato. I think Minato must have the purpose of being the fourth generation right now =v=?

Izumijuro let out a breath.

Well, identity is a thing of the past.After all, in the new world, there is no way to explore everything in the previous world.

And what he has now is only one - the label that has been pressed on him from the beginning to the end.

"Izumi Juro, I'm Izumi Juro." He smiled, figured out how to communicate with people from his head, and then stretched out his hand to Yoshiyuki Tomioka.

"That, please give me more advice?"

Yoshiyuki Tomioka finally held his hand hesitantly.

Cold, hard, not human by any means.

but……

Tomioka Yoshiyuki looked at the other party's ink-like eyes, filled with goodwill and a smile, possessing an irresistible charm.

"...I am Yoshiyuki Tomioka."

"I don't need advice." Zhu Zhu of the Ghost Killing Team said straightforwardly, "I don't think you can beat me."

Izumi Juro: ...Fuck

Listen, is this what people would say? !