Chapter 151 Do you...want to play with life again!
"Really... it's exactly the same as what I saw in my dream."
Everyone did not hear Tanjuro's mumbling, and they all came forward to support the weak Tanjuro, but Yunyi heard it clearly, and although the two of them met for the first time, it seemed as if the other had seen him before.
"Have we... met before?"
Looking at Tanjuro being supported by everyone, Yoriichi asked him curiously, and Tanjiro's heart trembled when he heard Yoriichi's question.
Mr. Yoichiro...isn’t he father’s friend?
Realizing that he had actually been tricked, Tanjiro panicked and his body stiffened.
Feeling the change in expression of his son who was supporting him, Tanjuro gently rubbed his son's head, comforting him while also answering Yoriichirō.
"We have indeed never met... But... I have seen you many times in my dreams. Although I always forget them after waking up, I remembered them all when I saw your appearance just now..."
"That is... a memory engraved in the blood of my Kamado family..."
Hearing Tanjuro's answer, Yoriichi and Tanjiro were both stunned, but a violent cough woke them up from their daze. Tanjiro first helped Tanjuro back into the house, then stuck his head out of the door and spoke to Yoriichi.
"It's cold outside, please come inside and sit down to warm up."
After recovering from his daze, Yunyi nodded slightly, walked into the room, and looked at Tanjuro, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, with a complicated expression.
He wanted to do something for Tanjiro's descendants...but he knew very little about treating patients and had no idea how to treat Tanjuro's illness.
But at this time, Tanjuro seemed to see what Yoriichi was thinking, and spoke to him weakly.
"My body has been like this since I was a child. You don't need to worry about it."
But even if Tanjuro said so, Yoriichi couldn't just watch him become so sick. However, he couldn't think of a solution at the moment, so he had to change the subject.
"Tanji...did your ancestors pass on the Breathing of the Sun..."
Tanjuro, who was lying on the bed, didn't react at first, but then he quickly realized that the other party was asking about the God of Fire Kagura Mai, who had been passed down by the Kamado family until now, so he nodded slightly.
Seeing the other party's affirmative answer, Yunyi seemed to see the familiar face of his best friend in front of his eyes. The other party called out to him loudly with tears in his eyes and a very serious expression.
"I will definitely cherish this life you saved!"
"Also! Your life so far is by no means meaningless! Please don't think of yourself as a worthless person. I will never let anyone criticize you like that!"
Finally, he watched the other person say with tears in his eyes that he wanted to pass down the Breathing of the Sun and the earrings he gave him from generation to generation. At this moment, the other person's face overlapped with the somewhat confused Tanjiro who was wearing the earrings.
A smile appeared on the face that hadn't smiled for a long time, a warm feeling surged in the heart, and the words of thanks that had been said hundreds of years ago were said again.
"Thanks…"
Looking at Yoriichi who thanked him for no apparent reason, Tanjiro became at a loss, blushing and gesticulating, not knowing what to say.
Finally, his face turned red before he said something.
"Mr. Yunichi, please stay for dinner!"
Hearing the voice, Yoshiichi came back to his senses, and looking at Tanjiro who was blushing, his smile became even bigger.
"it is good."
The smile seemed to be contagious, and everyone in the family had a smile on their face. Even at the end, Tanjiro himself touched his head and laughed for no reason.
Halfway up the mountain, a scarlet eye like that of a wild beast lit up in the darkness, staring at the wooden house with candlelight in the dark forest. Its palms could not wait to turn into sharp claws, wanting to crush this family related to Yoriichi.
His figure exploded into the sky, with snow splashing everywhere beneath him. He was completely unaware of the familiar scent coming from the bear corpse that was revealed in the snow.
After a while, Tanjuro's breathing gradually calmed down, and finally he fell asleep slowly. Aoi and Nezuko made a fire and cooked nearby, and the children gathered around Yoshiichi, who was full of warmth, and asked him all kinds of questions.
But in the end they found that the other party didn't even understand the common sense they knew, so the conversation gradually changed from questioning to popular science, with occasional joking laughter from a few children.
This caused Aoi to lecture him, but Yunyi didn't feel angry at all. Instead, through the mouths of these children, he learned a lot of new things about this era.
For example, the wooden pillar in the town today is something called a telephone pole with electric wires hung on it. If you stand under the electric wires on rainy or snowy days, there is a risk of electric shock.
Tanjiro, who was standing beside him, looked at his younger brother and sister who were talking more and more excitedly. Hearing that they had told Yoshiichiro what they had only heard as the truth, Tanjiro had no choice but to reach out and gently touch their brows, and lecture them softly.
"You guys must not get carried away."
Looking at the children smiling awkwardly and then throwing themselves into Tanjiro's arms and acting coquettishly, Yunyi smiled slightly and was not angry. He just looked at his brothers and sisters who had a very good relationship.
A familiar face suddenly flashed through his mind. It was his brother, who once betrayed the Demon Slayer Corps and joined Muzan, becoming a demon - Tsugukuni Iwakatsu.
After being hated by the other party, but being resurrected by the other party hundreds of years later, the complicated feelings towards his brother lingered in Yunyi's heart, and he also had a sense that there would be a battle between him and his brother.
Gently shaking his head, Yunichirō temporarily put aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, looked at Tanjuro who was lying not far away, and was just about to think about how to save him.
But at this moment, a strong breath and a sense of oppression came from outside the house, as if you suddenly appeared in the deep sea. While being oppressed by the sea water, countless terrifying deep-sea predators were staring at you closely.
Yunyi's expression suddenly became serious, and his right hand had already climbed onto the hilt of the Undead Sword called [Open the Door].
What he didn't expect was that Tanjiro next to him also felt this breath. At this moment, his body was unable to move because of fear and could only tremble slightly.
The children had not yet noticed anything was wrong and were still acting coquettishly in the stiff Tanjiro's arms, while Tanjiro's gaze mechanically shifted to Yoriichi.
"Leave it to me..."
Holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand, Yoriichi slowly stood up and walked out of the wooden house under the gaze of Tanjiro.
A hundred meters out of the wooden house, Yuanyi stood there with his head down, silently waiting for the ghost king to arrive...
Almost at the moment when Yuanyi stopped, a figure fell from the sky and slammed heavily into the ground. The hurricane it brought blew up the tiny ice crystals, turning them into white mist that blocked Yuanyi's figure.
The figure slowly stood up from the ground, glanced at the earring fluttering in the wind through the white mist without any concern, sneered, and did not notice why just wearing an earring would exude so much of the aura of Yunyi.
He walked up to him, stretched out his ghost claw and slashed at him casually, and the death declaration was whispered before he hit him.
"Go to hell...if you want to blame someone, blame the owner of this earring."
However, this claw, which could cut ordinary people into pieces, seemed to have missed the target. It only blew away the white mist, revealing Yoshiichirō who had easily dodged the claw attack and was sticking to Muzan's side.
He glanced sideways at Muzan who was standing stunned beside him, and the [Open the Door] in his hand was slightly unsheathed. Ink-black karma gushed out from the blade. His eyes were obviously as calm as water, but they seemed to be filled with murderous intent.
"You...want to play with life again!"