Chapter 96 Stepson
"Yeah…"
Hearing what Wolf said and looking at his expression, Busei felt something was strange.
But wolves don't lie, so if he says so, it should really be okay.
Thinking of this, Busei glanced at the three of them, turned around and walked to the cart to look at the daily necessities on it to see if there was anything he could use.
At this time, Youichiro, who had been drinking for a long time, finally raised his head, closed his eyes and moaned with enjoyment.
“Ha! That feels great!”
Wuyilang and Tianyin on the side also looked good, which made Wolf, who had already taken out three doses of antidote, suspicious.
bass!
The sound of flames rising up attracted everyone's attention. They saw Busei carrying back a pile of dead wood, picking up a tool that was obviously made temporarily, and skillfully starting a fire.
The light emitted by the fire in the dark night made everyone feel at ease and they couldn't help but move closer. The wolf took a pot from the cart and went to the stream to fetch some water before coming back.
When he came back, Busei was preaching to Ichiro, who was peeling radishes by the campfire, with a serious face, while Muichiro was sitting beside him, listening carefully with a serious face.
"Although you are willing to join the Demon Slayer Corps, your strength is not enough to become a member of the Demon Slayer Corps. To improve your strength, you must learn a skill called breathing method."
Hearing this, Wuyilang on the side spoke excitedly.
"That's the first generation breathing method that Tianyin-sama mentioned, right?"
Hearing Muichiro's excited question, Busei Kawai remained calm. He turned his head to look at Muichiro with a hint of pity in his eyes.
“…There are many breathing methods that have been lost for various reasons. Your ancestors’ breathing method should be among them.”
And Youzhilang waved his hand nonchalantly, put the radish on the chopping board and cut it into thick round pieces.
"It doesn't matter. Even if it's lost, you and that Hirata are still just as strong."
Seeing Yuichiro like this, Busei looked at him with his eyes rolled.
"Idiot, if it's the breathing method of your ancestors, it will definitely be more suitable for you two brothers."
Unexpectedly, Yuichiro still had no reaction, and Muichiro sighed with regret.
"Yes..."
At this time, Tianyin, who was washing rice with the remaining water in the kettle, spoke softly.
"It's okay, Muichiro. I will arrange for excellent trainers to train you two brothers."
Before Muichiro could respond happily, Busei's voice rang out again.
"unnecessary."
After saying this, under Tianyin's puzzled gaze, he leaned in front of Youzhilang and whispered in a low voice.
"Let these two brats be my step-sons!"
Muichiro wonders what a stepson is, Amane ponders if it's possible, and Ichiro loudly refuses with a constipated look on his face.
"I don't know what a stepson is...but I refuse!"
Faced with Yuichiro's rejection, Busei ignored him and turned to explain to Amane who was thinking.
"One of these brothers is agile and the other is extremely strong. They are both very suitable for practicing Breath of Wind. So if you leave them to me, I will definitely train them into excellent swordsmen."
After listening to Busei's explanation, Tianyin also realized that brother Tokito was indeed suitable to be entrusted to him, and nodded in agreement.
"Well... then I'll leave Brother Tokito in the hands of Mr. Busikawa."
Meanwhile, Yuichiro, who had been hitting the chopping board with a kitchen knife, trying to interrupt the two of them but no one paid any attention to him, finally couldn't stand his dissatisfaction any more.
"Wait a minute, I don't want this perverted white-haired man to train me. He looks like the kind of person who would torture his disciples!"
Abnormal white hair...
Veins popped up on Busikawa's face, and Tianyin tried hard to hold back his smile, but the smile was already evident in his eyes.
Not noticing the changes in the two, Ichiro was still thinking carefully about how to convince Tianyin to change her mind.
The bruises on his body had not yet healed after being dragged into the woods by Busei Kawa for some physical communication, and at this moment he heard that he and his brother were going to be entrusted to this guy.
For the sake of future happiness, Youichiro must argue for his rights. But just as he was about to open his mouth, Busei's ferocious face was already in front of him, and his voice was filled with anger.
"Listen carefully, kid... since you have joined the Demon Slayer Corps, I am your superior as a pillar, so you cannot refuse!"
Having said this, Busei saw the wolf coming back with a pot of water. A strange smile appeared on his face. He signaled to Yuichiro with his eyes and said.
"If you don't want to learn from me, you can ask him for help. That way, you don't need to learn the breathing method, you just need to keep practicing the skills. Besides, this guy likes children very much..."
The first part of the voice was deliberately amplified, but the last sentence was lowered so that only Youichiro could hear it, successfully attracting the wolf's attention.
The wolf said calmly as he glanced at the two brothers as he placed the pot on the campfire.
"…If you learn ninja skills too early…you won't grow tall…"
"Hey?"
The three of them all made puzzled noises. Even Busai didn't know about this, but when they thought of the inhuman pain in their torso during training, everything made sense.
Putting the radish into the boiling pot, Yuichiro had a complicated expression. It shouldn't be that serious... This morning, his head was covered with lumps, but Yuichiro looked unscathed...
At this time, Muichiro came over, and this time it was his turn to be unable to bear it, and whispered to Youichiro.
"Brother... let's just study with Mr. Busikawa..."
Faced with his brother's request, Ichiro was a little flustered and avoided looking at him, but still pretended to speak to Busei.
"Yes, is that so... Then I don't want to be a shorty all my life, so I'll learn from you."
After hearing this, Busei showed a smug expression to Wolf, while Wolf raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuichiro who was stirring the pot with a spoon.
This kid... has a very poisonous tongue...
Wiping the moisture off his face, Yuichiro put some seasonings into the pot, then looked at Tianyin.
"After a while, the water will be less and you can plant the rice."
As they were about to lie back easily, a big hand reached out at this moment, grabbed the back collar of the two brothers' clothes, and the other hand held three wooden swords.
After struggling in vain, Youchiro rolled his eyes and looked at Busei who was still pulling him away.
"What are you going to do..."
And Fuzukawa said confidently.
"Training."
"Now?!"
"The meal will take a while anyway."
The sound of the two men's argument was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. After walking dozens of meters away from the campfire, Busei put the two brothers down and threw a wooden sword to each of them.
"Speaking of which, how should we train...ah!"
The two picked it up and looked at Busei curiously, just about to ask him how to train him.
But at the moment when the two men picked up their knives, Busei had already appeared between them, and the two knives, so fast that they could not be seen clearly, hit their ribs, causing them to cry out in pain.
Looking at the Tokito brothers kneeling on the ground, Busei roared ferociously.
"Of course it's actual combat!"