Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Tanjiro, who has vented his accumulated emotions for two years, seems to have been reborn. The heavy and tense breath on his body has been fully released with this time of crying, replaced by a more calm Yes, the perseverance to be loved.

Great.

I looked at the pair of irises that had cleared up after the rain had washed away with tears, and pressed my heart that was still silent.

Everything I do has meaning.

The serious injury and the strong emotional ups and downs made the young man in front of him appear even weaker.

However, his brows and eyes were relaxed, his spirit was radiant, and he firmly clasped the hand that hadn't let go from the beginning, tentatively: "Hanako...?"

"Flowers." I looked back at those expectant eyes and interrupted him.

Due to the oppression of the world, I can't reveal more, but I believe that with the deep bond of this family, everything just now should make this not dull teenager guess the general idea.

"...Hmm! Hana!" To my surprise, the young man's expression did not dim because of this, but he raised a long man's comforting smile, and naturally continued: "I am Kamado Tanjiro, and I am my brother." oh."

"I'm not……

"The one in the back box is Midouzi, my sister." My words were interrupted again, he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed my head. "If you're embarrassed, it doesn't matter if you call Tanjiro and Mizuko."

Undoubtedly, he made a conclusion, and firmly divided me into his family, and provided me with unknown origins with the greatest help he said he could give.

--Thank you.

That's what those eyes said.

I blinked my inexplicably sour eyes, why do I always meet such nice people.

At this moment, I clearly felt that the looming sense of repulsion from the arrival to the present disappeared after Tanjiro's ending sound fell.

I was completely accepted into this harsh and exclusive world.

"So that's how it is," Mr. Yan Zhu, who was silently closing his eyes at the side, suddenly added to the topic, "It's the other younger sister of the Zaomen boy!"

After attracting the attention of everyone in the audience, I saw the pillar pondering for a while, then suddenly changed the subject again: "Stove door boy, when facing one of the last strings, I saw you and your sister protecting you. People on the train."

Facing Kami Tanjiro's slightly widened eyes, facing those expectant eyes, Yanzhu, who is jealous of ghosts, smiled, and firmly admitted:

"So, I trust your sister."

"I agree that she is a member of the Ghost Killing Squad."

"—Stand up and live!"

Tanjiro suddenly stood up and bowed, and responded loudly with excitement: "Yes! Mr. Purgatory!"

Receiving the relieved expression of Tanjirou who straightened his waist, I hesitated.

...So, it seems that this younger sister actually includes me?

Plop, plop--

The passively silent heart suddenly and slowly resumed beating. I pressed my chest in disbelief, my skin was cold, my blood circulation had not recovered, my body was still dead, but the rhythm that came slowly was not an illusion.

A bold guess slowly emerged.

If this is the case, does it mean that now I can actively simulate breathing with this weak body, and learn to use the breathing method...?

The breathing method passed down by the system is not the kind I just figured out. There is a ceiling here that can be imitated!

I quietly glanced at Mr. Purgatory who was summing up the post-war to the three teenagers, and I was a little eager to try.

Just, say hello first, and stop immediately if he feels offended.

Focusing on his uninterrupted breathing rhythm even when he was injured and speaking, I deliberately increased the sound of breathing, synchronously...imitating...

Take a long breath, accompanied by the cooperation of the internal organs of the body, pause, exhale——

Burning sensation, the feeling of burning like a flame.

It was a long-lost warmth.Some tears welled up in my eyes.

The obscurity that had been unguided for a long time was resolved one by one with this attempt. Gradually, I was decisive and blessed to intersperse and integrate this breathing with the breathing method that I had previously been beaten and figured out.

Anyway, as long as you can't breathe to death, you will breathe to death.

The fog in my body, which was depleted due to my desperate efforts again and again, surged and surged at a jaw-dropping speed as I tried.

Along with the familiar burning sensation in the back of my neck, without the high-stress fights and tense emotions, for the first time, on a daily basis, my eyes opened up.

This time, I saw more.

For example, the front I was staring at belonged to the direction of Mr. Purgatory. I saw damaged eyeballs, broken ribs, large pieces of ruptured internal organs, and a large amount of pleural hemorrhage and peritoneal effusion...

Take out any one of them to properly close the injury in the ICU, but the person in front of him is still sitting and encouraging the three juniors as if nothing happened.

What a tough guy.

I took a breath and gasped.

Forced to withdraw from the field of view of the CT scan of the human body.

I met Mr. Purgatory who was looking at me with great interest.

"..." is the gazing of an owl in high spirits.

"... Cough, um." It was me who couldn't hold back my cough.

"Hum." The person in front of me looked at me with burning eyes, with a high aura, as if he was thinking about something I couldn't predict.

Before he could say anything startling, I decided to strike first.

"Mr. Purgatory," I pretended to be calm, "broken eyeball, three broken ribs, one of which wiped a lung, a large amount of pleural hemorrhage, none of the internal organs are good, broken, cracked, peritoneal effusion There are not many, just such an injury, you..."

The blond boy said weakly from behind: "It's amazing, you can see it all."

The boar-headed boy echoed: "Is that 'Tongtong World'?"

The weak voice corrected: "It's the 'Through World'."

My expression gradually solidified.

It seems that something extraordinary has been revealed.

Behind him, Tanjiro, who couldn't stop him, held his forehead in despair.

I shut up in pain.

Sorry, I wasn't like this before.

I can pretend in front of strangers, but once I am in front of people who accept me, I can't hide any thoughts.

I in the pain mask simply shut up, stretched out my hand, and pressed it on the face of the young man in front of me who squatted down synchronously.

The man smiled at me and said loudly, "Thank you so much!"

I:……

Nobody can say no to an owl, no!

The cold hand touched the tingling left forehead, and the damaged eyeball was on the lower side. The dark vision made the coolness more obvious.

Beyond the normal social distance, Purgatory Xingshourou can more clearly feel the girl's uninterrupted breathing rhythm that is exactly the same as his.

insight in such a short period of time.

——Concentrate on breathing normally.

This talent is indeed able to shake the top three.

In fact, I am not very talented, and I am not as fast as I seem to be able to comprehend breathing. Seeing the unusually cooperative injury, I feel a little uneasy.

Because I have heard of this technique, and it is the first time to use it.

But other injuries are fine. If this eyeball injury is not treated, the prognosis will definitely not be very good.

Medical ninjutsu is my blind spot.

When I was in Konoha, various reasons caused me to be beaten or on the way to be beaten. I learned all taijutsu and wooden escape. Medical ninjutsu was only used by my brothers and sisters when I was hospitalized. .

Not to mention the current situation, the simple palm fairy technique can no longer solve it.

It requires a higher level, stronger regeneration ability, consumes a huge amount of chakra to stimulate cell regeneration, and is a forbidden technique at the cost of lifespan reduction.

But it doesn't matter, I silently calculated the white mist rolling and growing in my body, my vitality should be able to support me to create this once.

I glanced guiltily at the chest on the other side, where the flying thunder god shuriken was placed.

...Mr. Tomama couldn't see it anyway.

When I got up, I aimed at the broken eye socket in front of me, trying to separate, crush, and disperse the chakra mist mixed with life force that was not so obedient, imagining boiling it into a liquid, and then blending it into the gentle and pure life force. Liquify the mist, boil it again, and finally condense it in the palm of your hand, vibrate it at a high speed with a controllable force to make it atomized——

Smaller and gentler energy particles obediently adhere to the ruptured eye socket, penetrate along the exposed wound, and penetrate deeply.

Cooperating with the breath that burns like a coherent flame, it catalyzes the speed of regeneration again.

……

I withdrew my hand and wiped the sweat that didn't exist on my forehead. I couldn't stand the long-term high concentration and the manipulation of my tense mind. I turned to the obedient and closed-eyed person opposite: "Mr. Purgatory?"

"Um?"

"It's alright, I'm not good at learning, thank you for your cooperation. The eyes will be a little itchy next time, don't touch them, and don't expose them to light. How far you can recover depends on your own self-healing ability," I silently paused After a while, the person in front of him knew that he was not an obedient master. After thinking about it, he added, "It's compatible with your recovery."

"The eyes are very important to the battle, please have a good rest!"

I was so earnest that I felt my head was rubbed again, and the unexpected technique was not bad.

Then he was tapped vigorously on the shoulder.

hiss--

Mr. Purgatory, I have indeed received your thanks.

Grinning my teeth, I silently calculated that things are almost done, so I can consider running away next.

False sister-chan, me!I will never let Tanjiro experience the eyes of being rejected by colleagues and superiors again, never!

"The next thing we should do is go back to the Wisteria Flower House to recuperate." Tanjiro, who was keen at the side, stepped forward, hugged me, and said softly, "Hana...do you want to come together?"

"There are soft beds, warm sun..." Tanjiro tried his best to organize his words.

"There are not many strangers here and there." Ai Ai, a teenager with blond hair, leaned over and smiled shyly at me as if seeing a sister-in-law, "I am my wife Shanyi, hello sister Huahua!"

"It's better to live alone in the forest than to be outside?" The boy wearing a wild boar headgear arched up, met my eyes, and laughed loudly, "I am Zuhira Inosuke, the king of the mountain!"

In the end, the eyes of the three focused on the tallest adult who was sitting upright.

I couldn't help but look at the past.

Purgatory Kyojurou, who was sitting with his chest in his arms, looked back at us suspiciously. Soon, he showed a look of sudden realization, and said confidently, "I am Purgatory Kyojurou! I am the current Yanzhu of the Demon Slayer Team!"

Facing our four dull faces, he smiled and said:

"Although I don't know what you are struggling with,"

He stood up, and in the distant sky as far as he could see, there were a few crows flying towards him at high speed.

"The House of Wisterias planted evergreen wisterias in all seasons in order to resist the invasion of ghosts."

The confused question of the girl on the battlefield echoed in the young man's ears.

——'What is it like when the cherry blossoms bloom in spring? '

"Now is not the time for spring cherry blossoms to bloom," he turned around, his orange-red eyes met four pairs of clear and doubtful gazes, and the feathers of the same color rolled behind his back, like a flame enveloping this person.And further back, people wearing the uniforms of the Ghost Slayer Squad shouted something approaching quickly.

Everything good is a little unreal.

In a trance, I heard him say:

"How about going to see the large blooming wisteria first?"