Chapter 65…I’m going to kill you…
Ding, ding.
There was a knock on the door. Toshisaburo, who was in the courtyard, immediately put down his work and trotted towards the door with a happy smile on his face.
"Who is it? Mr. Sekiro, or Tsukasa?"
"Xiao Tie, go heat up a pot of tea for Dad!"
"Good dad!"
Hearing Min Saburo's happy call, Xiaotie also became happy. The little figure held the kettle and ran towards the kitchen, jumping and running.
Arriving at the door, Toshisaburo's face showed a relaxed expression that had not been seen in a long time. The warm red sunlight shining on his cheeks made his smile even more. He opened the door.
"Hello! ... Hey, is there no one here?"
Seeing that there was no one in front of the door, Min Saburo scratched his head.
Did I hear it wrong? This shouldn't be the case...
Even though he didn't believe that he had heard wrong, there was indeed no one at the door so he didn't continue to stand there stupidly. He covered his forehead with his hands and was about to turn around.
Just then, I seemed to catch a glimpse of a white light from the corner of my eye. I turned my head and saw that there was still nothing there.
"It seems that I am really tired..."
Muttering to himself, Min Saburo walked straight into the house, but his eyes widened after a few steps.
In the sight, a tall white porcelain vase appeared at the kitchen door at some point, and a white baby arm stretched out from the mouth of the vase.
At the same time, the sound of cold and damp water flowing in the pot rang out along with a sticky sound.
"Hehehe~ What an alluring fragrance~"
"But, someone who was in the way discovered me..."
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"Oh! Isn't this a wolf? I haven't seen you for a day!"
In the setting sun, Uzui's call sounded from behind the wolf. The wolf stopped and looked back.
Uzui was waving at him with his usual confident smile on his face, while Fuzukawa, who was following beside him, was looking at the new, shiny Nichirin sword in his hand, covering his forehead with his hands, muttering something.
He turned and walked towards the two of them. When he got closer, the wolf saw that there was a big red bump on Busei's forehead.
Against the backdrop of Busei's ferocious face, it looks quite funny at first glance.
Seeing the wolf coming towards him with its eyes fixed on the big bump on his forehead, Busikawa became extremely angry.
"You bastard boy, if you hadn't destroyed my knife, I wouldn't have had to take a beating from that bastard blacksmith!"
"..."
Wolf remained silent about this, but Uzui, who was standing next to him, frowned after hearing what Busui said.
"Buzukawa, so your sword was broken by Sekiro?"
"..."
This time it was Busei's turn to be speechless. His face turned red after he blurted out the secret, and in the end he could only snort in anger.
"Humph…"
Neither of them spoke, and Uzui was helpless as well, looking at the wolf speechlessly.
"We're going back to the hotel next, what about you?"
After pondering for a moment and watching the sky gradually darken, Wolf originally wanted to go back to the hotel with the two of them, but thinking of the hot spring that he didn't get to soak in last night and Toshisaburo whom he met at that time, Wolf thought about it and spoke.
"I'm going to take a hot spring bath... and visit my friend who lives in the back hills."
"Living in the back mountain? From the Swordsmith Village? It's amazing that you can be friends with them..."
Unlike Busei's shocked expression, Uzui's expression at this moment was full of relief.
"That's great, Sekiro. This is an important step in your search for love. Keep it up!"
The wolf nodded, said goodbye to the two, and then walked towards the back mountain. When he was about to go up the mountain, his steps suddenly stopped.
Should I prepare some gifts?
When visiting someone's home, you should bring some gifts to show your appreciation. At least that's what the wolf saw during the three years he spent in the small town.
As they walked into the store, the owner wearing a fire man mask walked towards the wolf, rubbing his hands and calling out to him.
"What does this guest want?"
"…some orange, something sweeter."
"okay!"
Buying oranges was just a small episode. A moment later, the wolf returned to the foot of the mountain with a pile of oranges and walked up the mountain again.
I walked along the road I remembered towards Yamagami Toshisaburo's home. Except for the sulfur smell brought by the hot spring, which made the wolf with a keen sense of smell feel a little uncomfortable, this trip up the mountain was particularly smooth!
This time, the wolf did not get lost and knocked on Toshisaburo's door the moment night fell.
Knock, knock.
No one responded, but the door opened by itself when the wolf knocked. Looking at the dark inner room, the wolf frowned slightly.
“…Is Toshisaburo here?”
The sound wasn't loud but it should have been loud enough to fill the room, but still no one responded after that.
“…Excuse me.”
The door was wide open, but it looked like no one was inside. Wolf had a bad feeling.
Holding the orange, Wolf walked into the room and crossed the corridor. He soon passed by the courtyard where he had chatted with Min Saburo that day. He just glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and his arms loosened, letting the orange in his arms fall to the ground.
pat, pat.
He mechanically turned his head little by little, and after seeing clearly what happened in the courtyard, his pupils suddenly contracted.
In the courtyard, the broken fate, the familiar porcelain pot, the crying Xiao Tie, and...
Min Saburo was covered in blood and was cut in half.
"Hmm? Oh, it's that little kid from this morning~"
As if sensing the wolf's approach, a sticky sound came from the pot.
Then a pale figure crawled out of the pot.
Looking at the words representing Upper Five in the other's deformed eyes, Wolf was not frightened, but his eyes gradually became cold. He pulled out the wedge pill from his waist and threw it away, uttering a sentence that made Yuhu feel like he was falling into an icy cave.
“…I’m going to…kill you…”
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At the same time, in the sword-forging village at the foot of the mountain.
Fuzukawa and Uzui were walking on the way back to the inn. Fuzukawa complained that the swordsmith overreacted to his breaking the sword, while Uzui would occasionally sigh about the recent changes in the Demon Slayer Corps, making themselves more gorgeous.
The things the two of them were talking about were completely on different channels, but they still chatted with each other.
But after a moment, Uzui's expression suddenly became serious, and seeing this, Fuzukawa quickly straightened his body and put his hand directly on the hilt of the sword.
"what happened?"
"Screams, lots of screams!"
"And it's right in front, let's go!"
A moment later, the two of them, who used the Wind Breathing and Sound Breathing, which were already known for their speed, crossed hundreds of meters and arrived at the scene where the smell of blood was emitted.
Countless severed human bodies were scattered across the land. Rather than corpses, they were body parts. In the center of the body parts, a figure in purple stood there quietly.
He was surrounded by several boys and girls wearing black Demon Slayer Corps uniforms.
Faced with this evil ghost who killed most of their companions and villagers with just one strike, their legs couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment.
Some held their swords high, some held broken Sun Blades with trembling tips, and some even had bare hands, but they never took a single step back.
"Come on, everyone! You must hold on until the pillar!"
Such encouraging words were heard from the crowd from time to time.
But the evil ghost didn't take it seriously, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his cold tone.
"To sacrifice one's life and future for an illusory belief... How ridiculous..."
After saying that, he swung down the sharp blade in his hand named Xu Ku Shen Qu.
Breath of the Moon? Type 8? Moon Dragon Tail