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"By the way, my name is Tanjiro, Kamado Tanjiro, and this is my sister, Nezuko."
Ron nodded. "I know."
Tanjiro looked up at Ron in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment: "Eh? Do you know us?"
Ron smiled at him and said, "Well, you probably don't know me. Let me introduce myself. My name is Ron, a human, and I'd say I'm a traveler."
“Ron…sir…I understand.”
Tanjiro memorized the name.
Standing to the side, Butterfly Ninja stared intently at Ron, also memorizing the name.
"Have you seen him?"
Tanjiro was taken aback when he heard Ron's words. Then, remembering the guy's human form, a surge of anger welled up inside him, causing him to clench his fists and bulge his veins.
"I saw him! That guy... Muzan Kibutsuji! He's disguised himself as an ordinary human and is hiding in the crowd!"
Shinobu Kocho and Kanao's expressions changed upon hearing this.
"Kibutsuji Muzan?! Have you seen it!?"
Shinobu looked at Tanjiro and asked urgently.
Although Tanjiro didn't have a good impression of the woman in front of him who wanted to kill Nezuko, he still nodded: "I saw her. She even turned a passerby into a demon right in front of me. That guy... is undoubtedly Muzan Kibutsuji!"
Shinobu Kocho was still somewhat incredulous: "How were you able to find him?"
Tanjiro pointed to his nose: "Because of the smell."
"smell?"
"My nose is very sensitive. I can't forget a smell once I've smelled it. Just now, I smelled the same smell as when I was at home. So I followed the smell and found that guy."
Tanjiro clenched his fists, gritting his teeth: "When I found him, he was with his wife and daughter. In front of them, I couldn't bring myself to swing my sword at him... That guy must have eaten a human, then transformed into his appearance, inherited his identity, and hid among humans! Damn it!"
Hearing Tanjiro's words, Shinobu Kocho's heart was filled with turmoil.
If what he said is true.
That... that progenitor of demons, Muzan Kibutsuji, whom the Demon Slayer Corps has been searching for for many years without success, is now... in this city!
Her first thought was to quickly inform the Demon Slayer Corps.
"If you had swung your knife, you would be dead by now."
Ron's calm voice rang in their ears.
The group looked up at him.
Ron took a sip of his drink and looked down at Tanjiro in a lazy, casual tone, saying:
"With your current strength, you are not even as good as the adopted son of the Insect Pillar beside me. You would not be able to withstand a single blow from Muzan Kibutsuji."
Tanjiro glanced at Kanao, who had remained silent and was short in stature, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Am I... really that weak?
"Could it be... that you already knew?"
Butterfly stared intently at Ron.
"Knowing that Muzan Kibutsuji is here, and guessing that if he chases after him, he'll run into that guy?"
"!"
Tanjiro and Kanao looked up, surprised, at Ron.
Ron, holding the Endless Wine Jar in one hand, smiled at Shinobu Kocho and said, "Not bad, is there a problem?"
The three of them stared at him in disbelief.
Under the dim light, the young man of unknown origin appeared even more mysterious and unpredictable, like a hermit sage.
Ron caught a glimpse of the three men staring at him in shock and disbelief, and felt a surge of pleasure.
It turns out that my decision not to solo Muzan Kibutsuji was the right one.
Feeling pleased, Ron picked up the Endless Flask and took a sip of wine, trying to suppress the addictive pleasure.
Tanjiro stared blankly at Ron and said, "Mr. Ron, do you really know everything...? Are you a god?"
"Cough cough."
Ron, who was drinking, choked on his words.
"God? That's a bit of an exaggeration. I'm not a god at all. I just happen to know a little more than you do."
Tanjiro scratched his head: "Is that so..."
Butterfly Ninja stared intently at Ron.
This man is definitely not just someone who knows a little more.
His strength, abilities, knowledge, origins, and purposes... everything is shrouded in mystery, unknown and impossible to fathom.
This was the first time Shinobu Kocho had ever met someone like this.
Ron looked at Tanjiro: "Tanjiro, you've already seen Tamayo, haven't you? You smell of her, it seems she helped you out of that predicament."
"Tamayo..."
Tanjiro was slightly taken aback, then sniffed the fragrance on his body and immediately realized: "Mr. Ron, are you referring to that beautiful woman with servants?"
"That's right, her name is Tamayo, she is both a demon and a doctor, and her servant is Yushiro, who is also a demon."
Tamayo...
Upon hearing the name, Shinobu Kocho paused slightly.
She felt like she had heard the name somewhere before.
"Tanjiro, bring your sister and come with me."
Ron walked past Tanjiro.
"Ah... yes!"
Tanjiro immediately obediently helped Nezuko up from the bench and followed behind Ron.
Ron glanced at Shinobu and Kanao: "If you want to increase your strength, come along too."
After saying that, he led Tanjiro and the other man into the alley.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Shinobu Kocho followed with Kanao.
Ron led the group through the illusionary wall set up by Yushiro's Blood Demon Art.
They arrived at the mansion.
Tanjiro looked quite surprised: "There's a mansion at the end of the alley..."
"Blood Demon Art..."
Shinobu looked around, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.
There's a ghostly aura...
The door opens.
"You're so slow, where did you go..."
Yushiro came out.
He was taken aback when he saw Tanjiro and Nezuko behind Ron.
Then I saw Shinobu and Kanao wearing butterfly kimonos behind me.
His expression changed drastically.
"Demon Slayer Corps, Pillars?!"
Kanao reached out and pressed down on the hilt of the Nichirin Blade.
Yushiro's pupils contracted, and he immediately roared at Ron, "You bastard, you actually brought the Demon Slayer Corps Pillars here! What are you trying to do?!"
"Yushiro?"
Tamayo walked behind Yushiro and was slightly surprised when she saw the situation in the courtyard.
Yushiro immediately stepped in front of her, staring intently at the crowd outside the door: "Lady Tamayo, it's dangerous here..."
"Do not."
Ron took a sip of his drink and smiled at him, "With me here, this is the safest place."
"Because... I am invincible."
11. The Origin of Breathing Techniques: Ron recounts a story from the past.
The group stared at him blankly.
"Oops, is it awkward? Oh, sorry,"
Ron smiled sheepishly: "I've wanted to say this line for a long time, so just consider it me showing off. Don't mind it."
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