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Tanjiro looked at her adorable appearance and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
Nezuko, your brother will definitely turn you back to your original form...
Would you like a bowl of buckwheat noodles?
The bald shopkeeper poked his head out of the shop and spoke to the brother and sister sitting on the bench.
"Then, please give me a bowl of buckwheat noodles with yam juice."
"Good."
While Tanjiro was sitting on the bench waiting for his soba noodles.
Two agile and lithe figures leaped towards them from the rooftops in the distance.
"Yam juice buckwheat noodles".
"Thank you."
Tanjiro had just taken the noodles from the bald shopkeeper.
Two figures landed one after the other in front of him from the air.
Tanjiro was stunned.
He looked up.
A beautiful woman with black hair, purple eyes, and a smiling face, wearing a butterfly-patterned kimono, stood in front of him with an equally stunning, expressionless girl with a single ponytail.
Tanjiro's expression froze when he saw the Nichirin Blades in their hands and the Demon Slayer Corps uniforms.
Demon Slayer Squad?
Shinobu Kocho, wearing a butterfly feather kimono, smiled at the boy before her and said:
"Are you Tanjiro Kamado?"
Looking for me?
Why did the Demon Slayer Corps come looking for me?
Tanjiro was confused.
Just then, Nezuko, who was feeling drowsy, tilted her head and landed on Tanjiro's shoulder.
Tanjiro, holding a steaming bowl of soba noodles in his hands, was startled.
Could it be because of... Nezuko!?
Shinobu and Kanao's gazes also fell on Nezuko, who was standing next to Tanjiro, and their eyes narrowed.
"It was...a ghost?"
With a smile on her face, Shinobu Kocho reached out and grasped the Nichirin Blade at her waist.
In Tanjiro's suddenly contracting pupils.
Without the slightest hesitation.
He drew his sword and slashed at Nezuko with incredible speed.
At the critical moment, Tanjiro pulled Nezuko forward, barely avoiding the sword, but the bench was also cleaved in two, and the steaming soba noodles fell to the ground with a thud.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Hearing the noise, the bald shopkeeper, who was smoking inside the store, peeked out and saw Kanao draw her sword to slash at Nezuko, only to have it blocked by Tanjiro's sword.
"Wha, what?!"
The bald store manager was terrified.
Now, aren't samurai prohibited from fighting with swords now?
What's going on with these guys?!
"It's unbelievable that a demon-slaying swordsman would protect a demon."
Shinobu Kocho, holding a slender Nichirin Blade, walked up to Nezuko with a smile and swung the blade down at her.
Tanjiro's pupils contracted sharply as he was entangled by Kanao.
"Nezuko!"
Just as that slender Nichirin Blade was about to slash at Nezuko's neck.
When it was time to cut off Nezuko's head.
A tall figure suddenly appeared beside Shinobu Kocho.
Compared to Shinobu Kocho, who was only 1.51 meters tall and short, the black-clad youth who suddenly appeared beside her was incredibly tall, like a mountain, and his shadow completely enveloped Shinobu Kocho.
The sudden, powerful sense of oppression caused Shinobu Kocho's beautiful purple pupils to shrink.
next second.
A large hand gripped Shinobu's wrist, causing her poisoned blade to hover two inches above Nezuko's head, unable to advance any further.
"That's enough. You can't just kill this girl like that."
Shinobu looked up.
The man looked down at her from above, his face hidden in the shadows, revealing only a pair of calm and composed yet domineering azure eyes.
That was a look Shinobu Kocho had never seen before.
Even as one of the Nine Pillars, the Insect Pillar, Shinobu Kocho was momentarily stunned, her mind going blank.
Tanjiro stared blankly in that direction, as if all his strength had vanished in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground.
Nezuko...that's great...
"It's him?!"
The bald shop manager rubbed his eyes, speechless.
He recognized him – wasn't this the customer who had eaten noodles here just two days ago?!
Sudden.
Tanjiro smelled a certain scent.
It was a familiar scent, one he would never forget!
Tanjiro grabbed the Nichirin Blade beside him, abruptly turned his head to look in one direction, and his pupils dilated violently.
That's right!
It's the smell of home.
Why, why are you here?!
That guy...
The scent of Muzan Kibutsuji, the one who killed his entire family and turned Nezuko into a demon!
A surge of immense anger and hatred instantly welled up in Tanjiro's heart.
He couldn't wait to follow that scent and head in that direction.
But Nezuko's current condition makes him completely uneasy.
Tanjiro gritted his teeth.
"hateful!"
Just now.
"Can you smell it? That guy's scent."
A young man's voice rang in Tanjiro's ears, causing him to tremble.
He suddenly looked up at the tall figure who had saved Nezuko.
Under the dim yellow light of the streetlights.
He got a clear look at the person's face.
He wore a long black robe with a gourd of wine hanging at his waist. His long black hair was tied up in a bun at the back of his head. He had a well-proportioned and upright figure, handsome features, and a pair of deep blue eyes that were gentle and calm, as if they could see through people's hearts.
The moment their eyes met, Tanjiro felt an involuntary sense of awe for the man before him.
"Go ahead, she'll be fine with me here."
Listening to that man's words, I recalled the scene when he saved Nezuko.
Tanjiro felt a strange sense of peace.
He glanced at Ron with immense gratitude, then, without further hesitation, gripped his Nichirin Blade and ran toward the direction from which the scent was coming.
Muzan Kibutsuji will never let you go!
Kanao glanced at his back, then at Shinobu Kocho, looking somewhat hesitant.
How long are you going to hold my hand?
Shinobu Kocho's gentle voice rang in Ron's ears.
Ron glanced down at her and smiled, "Sorry, I forgot."