Heroic Spirit Satoshi!online he!

Another day of rising.

The black-haired girl sitting on the boulder didn't see the orange-pink-haired boy standing there under the tree, so she was a little suspicious.

The leaves rustled under the breeze. The black-haired girl touched her mask and lowered her head to wrap herself around her. Where did she go?

The boy with flesh-colored hair didn't know what to say, he was lying under the tree with big characters.Covered by trees above, there are occasional small voices, which are the animals on Sagiri Mountain.

This is the other side of Sagiri Mountain, which is mainly used for training, and people generally don't come here often.Everyone prefers to stay at the place where the rock is to be cut at the end, and watch their junior or junior sister inherit the breath of water and meet the requirements for becoming a master, split the stone, bring the teacher's encouragement and blessing, and the disciple travels thousands of miles Worry, gone forever.

At this time, they will secretly send their blessings, hoping that this child will not be in any danger, survive the final selection, become a ghost swordsman, and walk on the road they have stopped.

Sabito looked up at the sky silently.

He was shocked when he suddenly returned to Sagiri Mountain.He was already a dead person, even if he became a heroic spirit on the seat, and he answered the call to save humanity together with the young man who was ordered to save humanity, no matter how you look at it, as long as there is no singularity in his world that cannot be accepted by pan-human history, He probably won't come back.

but now……

Two Sarabbits became one.

With a normal body, he also inherited the memory of this Sato.In this world, he was the one who died, not Yiyong.If so, that's really great.

Although it is still a little unbelievable, and still a little dazed, what is going on here.But it is enough to know that the brave people of this world line live well.

The connection with the master was broken, and the magic offering system with Chaldea was also broken.Just... just... in the transfer of the singularity of the residual reaction of the Holy Grail fragment... it should have returned to Chaldea, but it returned here.

the original place.

The place where Master Linlong taught him, the place where he grew up.

Sagiri Mountain.

Sato sat up, slowly bent his legs, and brought the fox mask on the side back to his head. He should say something to Makoto and everyone.

It's time to go down.

Since the world has given him an accident, can he do something about it.He is originally a person of this world, and the world will not stop what people of this world do. In addition, Gui Wu Tsuji, the source of all disasters, he should not have existed in the first place.

"Sakusa?" Makoto jumped off the rock, and Tanjiro split the rock in half, but it didn't prevent him from sitting, not to mention she was in the state of a soul.

The young man was wearing a haori, the mask was slanted on his head, his left hand rested on the handle of the knife, his eyes were gentle but hard to hide the sharpness and determination contained in the depths.

Every step has the same weight, with a breath that is unique to human beings and light under the breathing method.

Makoto's eyes widened slightly.

The other party smiled lightly at Zhenzhu, his expression softened, "Zhenzhu. And everyone."

The souls of all the people who died and returned to Sagiri Mountain gathered together, surprised at each other's situation.

Sato couldn't explain the situation, he could only say that he didn't know why the situation became like this, "I'm going down the mountain."

"Although I don't know why you suddenly came back to life, but Sato, don't you want to say goodbye to Master Lin Taki?" Makoto calmly accepted the situation that Sato became a human again.

Sato paused, and looked at Master Lin Taki's wooden house.

"go."

But even if it's a farewell.

It would be better to say that Satu was kneeling in front of the wooden house.

Relying on Master Linlong's sleeping and the blessing of the heroic spirit, he will not be discovered.After finishing the story slowly, I bowed down.

"Master Lin Taki, I will slay the ghosts and eliminate the ghost dance Tsuji Wumi, so that there will be no more tragedies for everyone."

After saying the last sentence, Sabito stood up, turned around and walked down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, Mako stood there.

"Are you going?"

"Hmm. Really wild rice..."

Makoto knew what he wanted to say, she shook her head with a smile, "I want to stay with Master Rintaki in Sagiri Mountain, and be with everyone. If it is Saito, go do what you want to do. Maybe you can catch up with Tanjiro , and participate in this year's selection with him."

Saitu hugged Makoto weakly, "I will do it."

"Come back safely."

"I will."

Sato walked down the mountain until Makoto saw his figure getting smaller and lighter.

Sabito walked down the mountain, the blade in his hand was blue, imbued with moving light, truly rippled like water.On the way to the final selection, Sato passed a village.

"Excuse me, is there any place to stay in this village?" Sato asked softly.

The old man sitting at the head of the village sighed sadly and knocked on his pipe, "There is no place for you to live here, so hurry up, go down another mountain and return to the town, there is a train there, you can go wherever you want by car." alright."

Sato frowned slightly, "Hey, old man... is it a ghost?"

The old man at the head of the village froze his body and raised his voice, "No, no, let's go."

Sato couldn't convince the old man, and put his right hand on the knife subconsciously, "I understand."

He jumped onto the tree and put his hand on the trunk. It seemed that it was made by a ghost.Since it is a ghost, it is natural not to stand idly by.The time for the final selection is just around the corner, and after finishing the matter here, they will have to rush frantically for the next two days.

The old man was still smoking a pipe on the stone at the head of the village, when an immature child ran over, "Grandpa, it's time to go home. Grandma has already prepared dinner."

The old man put his boring hand on the child's head, "Jiro is a good boy, grandpa will sit here for a while, Jiro will go back first."

The child nodded ignorantly, "Grandpa, come back quickly."

The old man gently pushed the child, "Go back quickly."

Look at the sky, the sun is almost setting.

Satoshi's breath perception came into play, and a foul-smelling breath in the distance moved quickly and approached.The left hand slowly clenched the handle of the knife, and the legs gathered strength. The next second when the opponent approached here, the long knife flashed across the waterline, and the water-breathing eight-shaped Taki pot cut down with the knife from top to bottom. The ghost's head and body are divided into two.

The head bounced in front of the old man and slowly turned into ashes. The old man trembled when he saw it clearly.That ghost... died just like that?

Is it a ghost hunter?

Sato put the knife back into the sheath, and raised his head, "Mr., if it gets darker, it's easy to see the road unclearly. Let's go back earlier."

After he finished speaking, he walked closer to the woods. The first train tomorrow morning will go directly to the town closest to Fuji Mountain.If you take the train, it is much faster than taking the path.I don't know how Tanjiro got to Fujishiyama, but Fujishiyama is not short from Sagiri Mountain.

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