Crimson Blade

"Don't try to abduct my brother into the Ghost Killing Squad!"

Himura Ren just asked a tentative question, before the words fell completely, Ichiro rushed to his younger brother like a hen protecting the cubs, and replied with a face full of vigilance.

"It's a pity, obviously the talent is so good."

Muttering something in a low voice, Himuraba glanced at Ichiro who was afraid that his younger brother would be kidnapped, rolled his eyes and curled his lips, saying:

"Come on, don't look nervous, if you don't want to, I won't force your brother into the Ghost Killing Squad."

Listening to Himura Ren's words, he realized that he was too sensitive. Although Ichiro still looked fierce on the surface, he was quietly relieved in his heart.

This ghost killing team is so dangerous, no matter what, we can't let the innocent kid like my younger brother Muichiro run to fight and kill evil ghosts.

As the older brother, Ichiro always considers the overall situation. He doesn't want to hurt his only relative, so he strongly opposes his younger brother's joining the Demon Slayer Squad, but he forgets about Muichiro's inner feelings.

Looking at the aggressive elder brother blocking the front, Muichiro, who is as cute as a deer, lowered his head at this moment, the shadow cast by his bangs covered all his expressions, the only thing that could be seen was his pair of mint green eyes There is a trace of unwillingness in it.

Why can't I join the ghost killing team? Obviously my talent is not bad!

Ichiro who was standing in front didn't notice the emotion of his younger brother behind him, but Himuraba sensed something from the child with black and green double ponytails, and then he paused slightly and said:

"Well, whether your brother joins the Ghost Killing Squad or not will be discussed later."

"Even if you don't join the Demon Slayer Squad, anyway, Ichiro, you have to cultivate in Butterfly House for a while, and Wuichiro can practice swordsmanship with me."

Maybe after a long time, Muichiro will be abducted into my hands and become my stepson!

Secretly winking at Wuichiro playfully, Himuraba made his own calculations in his heart, and focused all his attention on Wuichiro, and the more he looked at the child with black and green gradient double ponytails, he became more and more satisfied.

Why is Ah Ren always staring at that child?

Seeing Himura Ren's "eye-brows" with Muichiro many times, Giyuu who stood aside and kept silent for some reason suddenly felt a little sour in his heart, and said with a little displeasure in his dark blue eyes:

"Ah Ren, let me spar with you!"

Didn't you say self-training before?

Attracted by the sudden deep voice, Himura Ren turned his gaze to Yoshiyuki in a daze. After meeting those eyes that were a little bit aggrieved to the point of jealousy, he, who was not very clear-headed before, suddenly understood something.

This sour taste, are you jealous?

Even though I only focused on other things for a short time, Yoshiyuki's appearance is really... well, kind of cute!

Blinking innocently, Himura Ren thought strangely in his heart, completely unaware that he did not know when he calmly accepted the setting that Giyu would be jealous of him, and even felt that Giyu, who had always been a brother, was a little cute.

"Okay!"

He readily agreed, and seeing the pitiful Giyong standing there alone, Himura Ren waved to him with a smile and said:

"Don't just stand there, come here!"

The crimson single-tailed boy smiled gently in the sun. This scene was deeply reflected in Yiyong's dark blue eyes, which softened his jealous heart, and then he walked towards Feicunren.

Fei Cunren has been in a coma for more than a year, and Yiyong has not been idle for such a long time. Driven by the regret of feeling that he is incompetent, he has polished his moves day after day, and his strength is not the same as before. .

Because he likes to fight against the strong, Giyuu, who has greatly increased in strength, firmly grasps the attention of Himura Ren, so that in the next few days, Himura Ren is always excitedly grabbing Giyu to practice with him.

At the beginning, Giyuu was a little worried about Himura Ren's body, so he didn't use his full strength, but after practicing more times, he also tried to freely use the sword moves he had recently researched.

"Crash!"

Accompanied by the melodious breeze, the waves in the air were tumbling like a stream, and the bristling black hair fell quietly behind his back. Yiyong, who had a cold face as usual, slowly retracted his knife into the sheath.

"It's really great. Now you are not limited to the No.11 moves, but instead incorporate the wind-like melodiousness into all the moves of Breath of Water."

His left hand was pulling the cuff of the sea-blue haori, and his forehead was stained with sweat from the sparring just now. His face was full of excitement, and his eyes were shining brightly in the sun.

Because of his relatively tall height, Himura Ren from Giyuu's perspective is like a puppy smelling of fleshy bones, looking up at him with bright eyes, and unconsciously getting very close.

Ah Ren...

He kept chanting the name of the person he admired in his heart, and Yiyong's dark blue eyes were full of tenderness, and then he muttered to himself in a deep voice:

"Because I want to become stronger, and the eleventh form alone is not enough."

With his fingers, he picked up the broken hair that was sticking to Himura Ren's cheeks due to sweat. It may be because Giyuu has been getting used to approaching him cheekily for so many days, so Himura Ren didn't dodge like he did at the beginning.

"Every day is so boring, you two are enough!" Ichiro who was sitting in the shadow of the corridor shouted with a dark face.

After shouting, Ichiro first glanced at the two sticking together with some distaste, and then looked at the brother next to him who also had bright eyes because of the swordsmanship that Giyuu had just performed, and then said with a stinky face, a little unhappy:

"Isn't it just a swing of the knife, is it that powerful?"

"Of course it's amazing!"

Hearing Ichiro's casual muttering, Himura Ren, who was originally excited about the brave move, raised his brows, raised his chin slightly and replied:

"I think you should learn the breathing method first, and then learn the moves!"

Seeing Fei Cunren's appearance of hating others for himself, Yiyong unconsciously floated a happy little flower on his body, pretending to inadvertently hold Ah Ren's hand holding his cuff with his backhand.

It seems that the excellent swordsmanship is more able to capture Ah Ren's heart than the stomach!

"cut!"

Thinking of the breathing method that he hadn't learned for so long, Ichiro twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, tugged at his black and green ponytail irritably, and snorted.

Hearing the snort clearly, Himura Ren, who won the duel again, raised his eyebrows, his face was a little smug, but then he was disturbed by Giyuu who was stroking his left hand.

Don't push yourself too hard, hey!

Himura Ren puffed up his face and pretended to glare fiercely at the guy who took advantage of him, but Yiyong pretended not to see it, and continued to rub Himura Ren's palm with his thick hand.

Is it because my attitude towards him is too good recently? Why is Giyong getting too much?

Completely unaware of his indulgence of inner emotions, Fei Cun Ren's ears were a little red, and he took a deep breath and tried to pull his hand out forcefully.

"Ah, I heard that you have woken up from a coma, Ah Ren, but I didn't expect Giyuu to finish you off so quickly."

A gentle voice full of ridicule sounded, and Sato, with a scar on his face and wearing a tortoise shell pattern haori, walked in from the door of Butterfly House with a smile.

fix something...

How does it feel that everyone knows about the ambiguous relationship between Giyu and I?

Withdrawing his hand abruptly, he glanced at Yiyong whose demeanor had softened from the corner of his eye. Fei Cunren clenched his fist against his lips and coughed a few times as a cover, then changed the subject deliberately:

"Ahem, Sato, why did you suddenly come to Butterfly House?"

"Because the Zhuhe meeting is about to start, you won't fall in love with Yiyong and forget about it."

Glancing at the strange Shitou brothers sitting in the corridor, Satu's gray eyes were full of smiles, he raised his chin towards Yiyong on the one hand, and teased Himura Ren on the other.

"Uh, I really forgot to come..."

Scratching his head in embarrassment, and then as if realizing something, Himura Ren added a little furiously:

"No, I didn't fall in love with Yiyong!"

"Oh, oh, no talk, no talk."

His tone was very perfunctory in response to Fei Cunren, and Saito's gray eyes were full of meaning, obviously showing disbelief.

Come on, just the scene just now, even if we don't talk about it now, we still want to be together in the future.

"I really don't!"

Fei Cunren explained with tears in his eyes, as if he wanted to defend his shaky sexuality at the end, but Giyuu stretched out his hand to touch the top of the crimson head full of affection, and then said in a slightly magnetic voice :

"Well, not really."

Yes, there is no!

Following Giyuu's words, he nodded vigorously, but halfway through the nod, Himura Ren raised his head a little stiffly and glanced at Giyuu who was full of tenderness in his movements, and then the momentum of finally lifting it suddenly disappeared.

Why are you touching my head? !

He slapped Yiyong's palm casually, feeling a little annoyed about his height, but being captured by the other's gentleness, Fei Cunren felt a little weak for some reason, and his confidence in speaking was not particularly strong.

Okay, I admit that I do have some affection for Giyu now, but it hasn't risen to the level of falling in love... right?

Pursing his lips and muttering in his heart, seeing Satu's meaningful eyes with a smile and no words, Himura Ren sighed and decided not to refute.

"But why are you here so early?"

Glancing at the sky to make sure it was still in the morning, Himura Ren, who gave up on explaining, tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"I'm here to find the real mushroom!"

Compared with the secretive Feicun Ren, the flesh-colored long-haired Sato smiled, but said directly:

"Because I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm not like the two of you, so if you want to see your girlfriend, come here sooner!"

"..."

Himura Ren, who stuffed a mouthful of dog food, fell silent tiredly, and Ichiro, who had just been stuffed with dog food by Giyuu and Himura Ren, was turned into a dead fish eye.