I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

"Yes, it's me." Kamado Tanjiro was taken aback by being caught off guard. This emotion combined with the guilt of peeking at being caught, made his face completely red.

"You don't need to be so restrained. Since the lord agreed to you staying, there must be his reasons." Kawakami Xingmu glanced at the wooden blade in his hand, "Is the wound all right?"

"No problem." Kamado Tanjiro shook his head vigorously, his hand gripping the handle of the knife became more and more tightened: "I have to train as soon as possible to become stronger."

Kawakami Xingmu liked such a child very much, stared at him for a few seconds and then suddenly became interested: "What breathing method do you use? What color is the blade?"

The members of the Demon Slayer Squad use a special sun-shaped sword, and the blade is often stained with different colors when you hold it for the first time.

And such a color, in most cases, shows his talent.

"Water Breathing, the hilt is... black." Kamado Tanjiro lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly with his emotions.

Chuan Shangxing Mu did not urge him, but quietly waited for him to finish speaking.

"I think water breathing might not be suitable for me. I used to use other breathing methods when I was in Nata Spider Mountain. If possible, can I ask you for advice?" Tanjiro Kamado raised his eyes expectantly and worriedly. It is the pursuit of becoming stronger.

"Sorry, I may not be able to help you." Kawakami Xingmu sighed, ignoring the pig-headed boy and Tanjiro Zaomen who had been clamoring for "one-on-one" and walked to the corridor next to the yard and sat down. Warmly: "Maybe I can help you with sword skills, but I don't know much about breathing."

The original owner just came from an ordinary family. Not to mention the Ghost Slayer Team, there wasn't even a samurai holding a sword, so he didn't know anything about this kind of thing.

"Okay..." Kamado Tanjiro looked at the blisters in his hand in disappointment, his voice was full of frustration.

"Maybe the lord and Mister Purgatory know about it." Looking at his disappointed look, Xingmu Kawakami couldn't bear it, and after thinking about it, he suggested: "They are different from me, they have been dealing with ghosts for more than a thousand years, maybe they will hear about it maybe."

"Where should I find Mr. Purgatory?" Kamado Tanjiro blinked and asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, take care of your body first." Kawakami Xingmu slashed his head lightly with a knife, and said with some evil intentions: "If you don't take care of your body, you will be punished for copying the team rules."

"Oh, so you were copying the team rules just now!" The mouth next to him Inosuke suddenly squeezed between the two loudly, looking at Xingmu Kawakami with his hands on his hips: "What are you talking about, the result is that you will be punished. "

"Sorry..." Zamon Tanjiro just wanted to apologize for him, but he waved the wooden knife over again:

"Hurry up, hurry up and compete with me! If you are familiar with it, give me the seat of the pillar!"

Xingmu Chuankami was a little helpless, and when he rushed over, he threw him to the ground with force, put his fingers on his ribs, and then——

"Ah—it hurts!!"

"At least you have to heal your injuries before you say anything about defeating others." Sure enough, as I thought, his bones hadn't healed yet, and he was still struggling at this time because he didn't take his body seriously.

There are obviously so many people like this, so why did the lord only catch himself.

After coming out to breathe for a while, Chuan Shangxing Mu's sleepiness disappeared completely, and he went back to the room to prepare to copy the book.Behind me was my wife Zenitsu's horrifying screams: "Inosuke, hello! You bastard, don't die!!"

I thought the matter would end here, but at night Zuhira Inosuke came again.

He is very good at hiding his aura. If it weren't for Kawakami Xingmu who often hunts ghosts at night, he might not be able to find him.

"What's the matter? If I remember correctly, it should be the rest time, right?" Fortunately, he hadn't blown out the candles yet, and Kawakami Xingmu's expression became serious.

Zuihei Inosuke stared at him for a while, and suddenly pointed at Kawakami Xingmu with a knife in a very exaggerated way: "You, from today onwards, are my uncle's younger brother!"

Kawakami Xingmu: "..."

"As my uncle's little brother, the first thing to do is to teach me to become stronger, and I will cut back that dead face!"

Kawakami Xingmu thought for a while before he realized that the dead face he was talking about was Yoshiyuki Tomioka.

Well, with a little string he can understand what's going on.

It was nothing more than the fact that Piglet was brave enough to be rescued by Yoshioka Tomioka when he was hunting ghosts, but he didn't know what method he used, instead of being thanked, he was regarded as a strong enemy.

Kawakami Xingmu liked the way the members of the Ghost Slayer Team were about to become stronger, and of course he was happy to help them, but it was by no means the current situation.

"No way." He shook his head expressionlessly and rejected Inosuke Hirai.

"Why, why!?" Zuihei Inosuke seemed to have been hit so hard, and even took an exaggerated step back.

"If you have to say why, I am very dissatisfied with your sudden intrusion at night." Kawakami Xingmu was still a little scary when he straightened his face: "So please go out now, and we will talk about it tomorrow morning if you have anything to do."

"Boom-"

It wasn't until the loud closing sound of the door reached his ears that Zuhei Inosuke realized how completely he had been rejected.

Xingmu Chuan Shang didn't take this matter to heart, until he woke up the next day and saw the little chestnut mountain built in front of the door and the sound of "Sasha" on the tree, he didn't think of the pig-headed boy again.

Stretched to let the muscles relax, then slowly walked to the tree, raised his feet, and kicked——

The whole movement is smooth and chic.

Then a pig-headed boy fell from above.

"Didn't I say not to act without authorization before the injury is healed?" Kawakami Xingmu looked at him helplessly, with a soft voice.

"Hmph, you found out!" Zuihei Inosuke was stunned, then quickly got up and went back angrily.

How is it like a small animal.

Kawakami Xingmu watched him leave, then knelt down and picked up all the chestnuts, found a glass container in the house and put them in well.

In the evening of that day, after the end of Tomu Ichiro's mission, he received an order from the lord and Kawakami Xingmu to act together, and then waited outside the Butterfly House.

Kawakami Xingmu finally finished writing the lord's punishment and handed it over to Yaya, and asked worriedly, "Can you still fly?"

The crow's dark eyes glanced at Xingmu Chuankami, and flew out after yelling "quack" twice, as if mocking him for looking down on him.

Well, what a crow with personality.

Kawakami Xingmu pursed his lips, as expected, he liked his crow the most.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Outside the door, Tomuichiro's crow was already waiting impatiently, and kept repeating this sentence in a sharp and hoarse voice.

Xingmu Chuankami hurriedly took his sun wheel knife and walked out, the crow turned its head and flapped its wings and flew to a hidden place.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Chuan Shangxing smiled apologetically - in fact, he was not late, and there was still a while before the time agreed by the two of them, but Miss Yaya was a little impatient for waiting.

Shitou Muichiro was staring at the sunset in a daze, his green eyes were covered with a layer of warm light, and his delicate and beautiful face could still see some baby fat from the angle of Kawakami Xingmu.

This is also the reason why some people always regard him as a girl at first glance. He is only 14 years old, so young that he has not even lost the immaturity of a child. His soft lines and outlines inevitably resemble girls.

When he is a little older, it must be a male face that every girl will be amazed by.

Kawakami Xingmu sighed in his heart.

"What are you thinking?" Shitou Muichiro turned around and looked at him, still with the expressionless expression on his face.

If it was someone else, Kawakami Xingmu would definitely express his inner thoughts frankly, but Shitou Muichiro's thoughts were too difficult to guess, so he thought it would be better not to speak out.

So, he shook his head.

"Then let's go quickly." Shitou Muichiro's soft hair raised a small arc in the air, and he didn't take another look at Jiuchuan Xingmu: "The place where the ghost appeared is not far from here, and it can be dealt with simply. Lost."

Kawakami Xingmu wondered if it would be better for him to express his thoughts just now—after all, Tokito Muichiro seldom showed curiosity about other things.

Sure enough, thinking too much made me feel more uncomfortable.

Chuan Shangxing Mu sighed, and walked behind the young man in front.

With the previous experience of getting along, the two of them will not be cold on the road this time. The moonlight at night is so bright that Xingmu Chuankami can almost see these obstacles clearly, which is already very familiar to him.

The efficiency of the two pillars working together to kill ghosts has almost doubled. It only took a few days to kill many ghosts. Most of the time was spent on the road. Kawakami Xingmu was also doing his best to hide his night blindness. thing.

until tonight—

This was the night that Chuan Shangxing Mu hated the most. There were dark clouds during the day, and it started to rain at night. The pattering rain would not hinder the journey, but it would hinder the accuracy of his ears to identify the direction.

There are no stars and moons, and the torches will be difficult to ignite due to humidity. Since entering the forest, Chuan Shangxing Mu has already stepped on several mud puddles.

"Are you really okay?" Toki Tomuichiro, who was walking in front, frowned slightly: "Don't hold me back."

Kawakami Xingmu, who thought Shitou Muichiro was caring about him before, felt warm, but in the next second, he realized that he was thinking too much.

When you think about it, he's emotionally deficient, and it's good enough to realize he's here.

Kawakami Xingmu comforted himself in his heart, and then pushed the wet bangs behind his head with his hands: "I can't rest assured that Shitou-kun will act alone without knowing this ghost blood ghost technique. Don't worry, I will It won't hold you back."