Laskey and Hozumi finally met the trainer sent by the Demon Slayer Corps.
"Thank you very much for saving Tanjiro's life in the final assessment." Urokodaki Sakonji thanked Hozumi.
This was because Tanjiro was his first disciple in many years to return from the test alive.
"It's okay, I saw him foolishly trying to save others, because he is very similar to a boy I know, both of them are big fools!" Hozumi touched the Den-Den Mushi on his shoulder, raised his head and said proudly.
"Hehehe, I would like to meet that other fool. He would surely be an excellent child." Urokodaki praised. However, under the mask, his nose sniffed something and thought to himself. 'Tanjiro is right. This Hozumi does have a smell of blood, but it is very fresh. It is not the smell of a demon. She should be carrying something with blood...'
Although this is very strange, as long as it is not a demon, it is fine for him. Besides, this girl's character seems to be good.
"Can you tell me about the breathing method? I have been practicing swordsmanship for so many years, but this is the first time I have heard of this kind of thing."
At this time, Laskey touched the scabbard at his waist and said in a deep voice.
"Of course, I came here for this." Urokodaki nodded, but he had a question in his heart.
This father and daughter looked like they were from an ancient samurai family, but if so, how could they not receive an invitation from the Demon Slayer Corps for so many years?
Another point, since they don't know the breathing method, how did they get so strong? Hozumi was able to defeat the Hand Demon who ate more than 50 people, but this father gave him a strong sense of oppression.
Is it some kind of special physique inherited from the family?
"But before the breathing method, you two need to understand what the Demon Slayer Corps is and what a demon is."
Laskey and Hozumi looked at each other and chose to listen carefully to the next words of the trainer.
Then Urokodaki began to explain everything about the Demon Slayer Corps, as well as the details about Total Concentration Breathing. In addition, he explained the different Breathing Styles.
"What I am going to teach you next is Water Breathing and the ten techniques that make it up."
At this moment, Laskey raised his eyebrows and took a step forward. Holding the handle of the sword at his waist with his right hand, he said: "It sounds interesting. May I have the honor of seeing your skills?"
Both the World Government behind the scenes and himself wanted to personally experience Water Breathing in order to evaluate its value.
After thinking for a moment, Urokodaki agreed. He wanted to see what was so special about this nameless samurai father. "Okay, it just so happens that I am also full of curiosity in my heart, so let's just spar with each other."
Soon, the two arrived at the courtyard. Hozumi closed the front door and stood on the steps, looking expectantly at the upcoming battle.
Laskey and Urokodaki stood facing each other, both of them put their hands on the hilts of their swords, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn.
Seeing that Laskey had no intention of attacking first, Urokodaki immediately drew his sword and rushed forward. The poetic sound of waves and splashing water appeared out of nowhere with the swift movement of the Nichirin Sword.
"This wave... this sound... is really interesting~" Laskey raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly.
In the blink of an eye, the two became entangled, moving and attacking rapidly, leaving behind afterimages, and the sound of their swords echoed constantly.
For Hozumi, Laskey seemed to fight against endless waves, creating an impressive scene. But for Urokodaki, the situation was different. He was becoming more and more surprised.
Suddenly, Urokodaki began to move at high speed, much faster than before.
His posture seemed particularly beautiful, like dancing, and the flow of water in his Nichirin Sword seemed to become more turbulent.
"Water Breathing...
"Third Form: Flowing Dance!"
But after performing this move, the expression under Urokodaki's mask changed drastically, because Laskey actually intercepted all of his attacks.
"Second Form: Water Wheel!"
"First Form: Water Surface Slash!"
"Fourth Form: Striking Tide!"
Laskey's expression was calm, and he easily handled the waves of water launched by Urokodaki, but he had an idea in mind. 'So these water currents and these sounds are just illusions.'
"Water Breathing..."
In an instant, a water dragon emerged from his sword. Along with the continuous swing of the sword, bursts of dragon roars and water splashes surrounded him, as if they were real.
"Tenth Form: Constant Flux!"
At this moment, Laskey, while fighting him, spoke calmly. His words left Urokodaki incredulous.
"I think I've caught your breathing style. Can you confirm?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Laskey moved, and the katana in his hand cut through the air with a curve that Urokodaki was very familiar with. At the same time the edge of his katana was enveloped in blue streams of water.
Between the roar of the water and the waves, Hozumi watched with wide eyes as two water dragons became entangled in the fight, twisting, biting and colliding with each other.
[Clang!]
Suddenly, with a resounding sound, the Nichirin Sword in Urokodaki's hand was thrown into the air.
"It's really interesting. Breathing Style can strengthen the body, mobilize and improve mental strength."
"It is a very perfect basic training method. It greatly facilitates the practice of Seimei Kikan, Kenbunshoku Haki and, potentially, the development of Rokushiki..."
At this moment, Urokodaki made a decision. He said to Laskey in a very sincere voice: "Mitsui-sama, be sure to join the Demon Slayer Corps. With your power and talent, you will become the pillar in our fight against the demons."
The aptitude and strength shown by Laskey reminded him of the legendary founder of the breathing style, Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
"You said before that in addition to Water Breathing, there are many different breathing styles, right? It just so happens that I am very interested in them now." Laskey put his sword back in its scabbard and looked blankly at Urokodaki. "Take me to your strongest swordsmen and your leader. If I like them, I will join the Demon Slayer Corps."
"Of course! I'll arrange it right away!"
Urokodaki suddenly raised his head, the expression under the Tengu mask was full of joy. He believed that with the strength of the current Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps and the charisma of the leader, they would definitely be able to retain such an extraordinary talent.
"Crow!" He spoke urgently to the crow: "Immediately report everything just now to the master!"
The crow nodded and then cawed before flying away and quickly disappearing from the sight of the three.
"Can it understand your words? Can it also transmit your words to others?"
At this moment, Hozumi, with curiosity on his face, walked over. Urokodaki nodded his head, pleased, and explained enthusiastically.
"Yes, crows have high intelligence. They can receive orders and repeat them in human words or even engage in conversations on their own. They are a kind of ninja beasts."
"Ninja beast..."
Lasky, Hozumi, and, through the Den-Den Mushi, everyone in the command center, paid attention to this new information.
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Coulson smiled slightly. "It seems that the Demon Slayer Corps still has many surprises."
"It's good. The more useful things there are, the more things we will gain in the future."
In Fernandez's opinion, not only the Demon Slayer Corps, but the entire world, sooner or later will be the property of the World Government, and the greater the World Government's achievements in this world, the greater its political achievements.
"It won't be long before Laskey and his team can infiltrate the Demon Slayer Corps. Once we find the location of their headquarters, we can gather personnel to capture them."
"By the way, how is Steve Gus?"
Coulson smiled and said: "The plan has already been transmitted, but Gus wants to carry out the mission alone and have Horobi return first."
"No!" Fernandez immediately refused and said in a cold voice: "The unpredictability of a single person is too high. With two people, even if one has problems, the other can at least buy us more time."
"Moreover, two people can take care of each other. Although Horobi's strength is not as great as Gus, as a Kabaneri in Nue form, at least it will help block the Twelve Demon Moons for a while, which is enough."
"Understood." Coulson didn't say much. Cipher Pol's job is like this.
Soon, Gus and Horobi, who were carrying Doma, were notified of the final decision.
"I see..." After hanging up, Gus sighed and said with a light smile to Horobi next to him: "It seems that you have to go with me to meet Muzan and the Twelve Demon Moons."
"It doesn't matter, the job now is not much different from before." Horobi calmly looked at the sun that was about to rise on the horizon and said: "At least there is still daylight, right? And it doesn't necessarily mean that we will die."
She looked down at her prominent breast, beneath the clothes was a burning heart that radiated a bluish light.
"Also, I don't think the Kabaneri are weaker than the demons. Who is stronger and who is weaker, that will only be known after fighting..."
Gus gaped for a moment, then laughed out loud.
"Yes, yes, they are no big deal, we Nue, although we cannot kill them, we can tie them with our black nets and make them not move!"
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