Drip, drip.
The sparse raindrops fell on the roof tiles, and the damp atmosphere gradually spread.
"Rain?" Gyutaro let go of his hand covering his sister's mouth, he touched the wetness on his face with his finger in confusion.
He looked up at the gloomy sky with a slightly deflated brow:
"...Is it raining?"
Annoying weather.
It seemed that he had thought of some bad memories, and Gyutaro's eyebrows were furrowed.
Thinking in his heart, he casually picked up Daki behind him and let her sit on his shoulder:
"Sit well."
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Daki, who had just been crying loudly, suddenly became full of confidence, she sat on her brother's shoulder, showed a smile, and her voice was faintly high.
With her brother, Daki's confidence increased a hundredfold!
——Is it going to launch a total attack?
"Good! Brother!" Daki hooked the corner of her mouth, her cloth strip behind her raised, the sharp edge pointed at the position of the three people opposite, she shouted excitedly:
"Let's smash those three guys who bullied me into pieces!"
The two-in-one pair, when Gyutaro, the elder brother, woke up, Daki's strength would also increase.
However.
?
Hearing this, Gyutaro looked up in confusion and glanced at his sister.
The ferocious flesh sickle in his hand was clenched, he slightly sidestepped, his gaze stayed on Tanjuro's body without moving.
Then.
Step!
He stomped hard under his feet, the forward-leaning sprint action shook for a moment.
The twisting force turned into a full run in the opposite direction.
Whoosh——!
Turned into a blurry afterimage, quickly shot out.
Daki, who was sitting on Gyutaro's shoulder, was also shaken violently, and she almost fell off her shoulder in surprise.
The roofs of the surrounding buildings quickly retreated, and the sparse raindrops hit her face.
"It's not an attack." His voice was low and hoarse, pondering the consequences of running away:
"It's us who are going to run away."
Gyutaro's tired eyes were full of contemplation.
Running away——we will definitely be punished by Muzan-sama.
We Might die.
Don't run.
His pupils moved slightly, a clear yellow eye opened on the spine behind him, observing Tanjuro's breathing becoming more and more rapid in the distance.
——We Will die.
An extremely dangerous feeling is spreading from that guy.
The other two are not threatening, but that white-haired, good-looking guy is a bit annoying.
Although "strike first before being plundered by others" is his survival rule.
But now, running is undoubtedly the wisest choice.
Daki was puzzled because her body's direction suddenly turned to the back with Gyutaro, she blinked in surprise.
Then she was surprised for a long time:
"Eh——!?"
"Running away!?"
She lay down with an incredulous expression, her face close to Gyutaro, asking in confusion:
"Can't we beat them? We two demons, Upper Rank Three, can't beat those three humans?!"
"Really?!"
Daki shouted in disbelief.
Gyutaro didn't make a sound, he stared intently ahead, his legs running at high speed, wanting to quickly get away from the Flower District.
As for whether he could escape—he hadn't thought about that.
At least, with his speed,
He was one of the best among all the previous Upper Ranks.
Not to mention now.
The idea in his heart has not yet been implemented.
Whoosh!
Gyutaro suddenly felt a gust of wind on his side.
He glanced at his side subconsciously, still thinking in his heart:
Just running away, there should be no problem——
After seeing the situation on his side clearly, Gyutaro's eyes widened.
——?!
"How is that possible?!"
Gyutaro shouted in shock, in the reflection of his wide-open eyes, Tanjuro, with an expressionless face, holding Kusabimaru high, was quickly approaching!
Just a moment.
Step!
Tanjuro's figure has already appeared at the side of the two demons, and is moving forward at the same speed.
His legs alternated continuously, and only afterimages could be seen under the dim light.
"Hisss——!" The corner of his mouth, white mist constantly overflowing.
The surging power of resurrection in his body was surging, since the last time he slaughtered two Upper Ranks at once, the accumulated two orbs of resurrection turned into a real physical foundation.
The paper man on his body are also unprecedentedly many.
——I've never fought such a rich battle.
Behind him, Uzui Tengen frowned, he ran hard, even if he was the fastest Hashira, he could only barely follow behind a demon and a human.
Ahead.
Gyutaro quickly adjusted his mentality, his shark-like teeth clenched slightly in surprise.
Just as he concentrated his attention and thought about countermeasures.
Suddenly.
Hiss——!
A hot breath quickly approached his face!
[Sun Breathing]
[Sixth Form]
Tanjuro's white mist at the corner of his mouth quickly shrank into a line, he dragged the faintly entwined sun flame Kusabimaru in his hand, twisted his body and approached Gyutaro in one step!
[Burning Bones, Summer Sun——Shakkotsu Enyo]!
The pitch-black sword reflecting the moonlight quickly approached! The elongated blood sword has already touched Gyutaro's skin!
Gyutaro watched the sword in his field of vision continue to enlarge, his pupils shrank sharply, and he gritted his teeth.
The flesh scythe in his hand quickly raised——with his speed, he could block it!
But.
Whoosh!
The sword rushing towards his neck turned in mid-air!
Puff!
The sword was raised high, cleanly swept across Daki's expressionless neck, Daki's head suddenly flew high under the moonlight!
"Eh?" In mid-air, only the head of Daki was left, and her expression was slightly stunned.
Everything happened too quickly, Daki didn't react at all.
"What?!" Gyutaro looked up in surprise, looking at his headless sister sitting on his shoulder.
——Was my sister the target from the beginning?
The next moment.
Tanjuro stopped, his eyes staring at Daki's head falling in mid-air.
Without waiting for Daki to shout, he jumped up and kicked sideways.
Bang!
He kicked hard on Daki's head.
"Puwa!" Daki, who was kicked, let out a painful cry, her head spinning in mid-air, quickly flying towards the back!
"Catch her!" Tanjuro shouted in the direction of Uzui Tengen behind him, openly conspiring loudly beside Gyutaro:
"Run with her head! The further you run, the better!"
"Don't let the body and head come back together!"
"Don't let my sister...what are you saying...?!" Gyutaro, who was still running away, heard this and suddenly stopped.
With a look of astonishment and confusion, he turned his head to look at Tanjuro.
For a moment, his somewhat panicked eyes swept back and forth between Tanjuro and Daki's flying head.
Tanjuro didn't look back.
Kusabimaru is not a Nichirin Sword, and the small shuriken cart can't achieve the effect of beheading.
The Sun Breathing's sixth form, Burning Bones, Summer Sun——Shakkotsu Enyo, can cause burns similar to the Nichirin Sword. In a short time, with Daki's brain, she probably can't understand that her head was not chopped off by the Nichirin Sword.
Giving Daki to Uzui Tengen, who has a Nichirin Sword, is the best way to make Gyutaro, who cares about his sister very much, stunned.
As for why he should be distracted.
Tanjuro raised his eyebrows and glanced at the gloomy sky.
Creak...
Two paper men crawled out of his arms.
One wrinkled and yellowed paper man struggled and attached to Kusabimaru.
The other one is.....
——Attached to the ninja hand of Tanjuro who shook it and popped out a black feather.
Booom.....
The thunder light rolled at the bottom of the dark clouds as thick as ink.
The Thunderclap Flash of the Thunder Breathing, he is not proficient yet, it still needs some time.
During this time, if Gyutaro took the opportunity to run away, that wouldn't be good.
...
Behind.
"Puff!" Daki's head vomited blood and heavily bumped into Uzui Tengen's arms, her expression was dull, and she was blinking:
"...Is it me again?" She was muttering in a daze, and there was a faint mist rising in her green eyes.
"Do you want to show off all by yourself?"
Uzui Tengen grabbed Daki's head with one hand, he stopped, and looked ahead with a serious look.
"...Hey! Let go of me!" Daki came back to her senses, her eyes were tearful, and she looked at Uzui who was pulling her hair and lifting her up, shouting angrily.
Uzui ignored her, he was thinking about what Tanjuro had just said, his gaze stopped on the blood-wrapped Kusabimaru.
In his impression.
Ninja.
Just a killing tool that has been brutally trained since childhood.
Ninjutsu, in fact, is just the use of things around.
Water Release, is forced to train the ability to hold your breath in the water for a long time.
A simple Earth Release is to raise as much sand fog as possible for assassination or escape.
The use of tools, the body's resistance to poison... and so on, are all ninja moves.
His small bomb that can explode and hurt the demon, in a sense, is also a kind of ninjutsu.
However, he has never seen Tanjuro lie, and he doesn't need to lie.
Uzui Tengen's heart couldn't help but rise in doubt.
——That kind of thing.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood sword Kusabimaru.
——Is it really ninjutsu?
After thinking for a while, the question gradually gathered in his heart:
——What kind of school is that Ashina-ryu?
Not daring to stay any longer, he was holding Daki's head, and just wanted to turn around and retreat as Tanjuro said.
At this time.
The corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the golden thunder flashing in the sky.
Booom...!!
The thunderbolt struck straight down in that direction!
?!
Step!
Uzui Tengen stepped on the ground with one foot, his head twisted back violently, staring at the direction not far away in surprise.
...
Ahead.
Tanjuro clenched Kusabimaru, he blocked Gyutaro's escape route.
"...Bastard." Gyutaro gritted his teeth.
Muttering, his gaze couldn't stop looking at the direction of Daki's head:
"Let go of my sister...!!"
Step!
As he took a step, trying to bypass Tanjuro and rush directly towards Uzui Tengen.
Tanjuro suddenly raised his head, looking at the sky.
"It's coming." He muttered to himself.
"...?" Seeing Tanjuro's appearance, Gyutaro couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and glanced at the dark sky along with his gaze.
Then.
Rumble!!!
The dazzling golden thunderbolt that fell instantly filled Gyutaro's eyes.
"...What is this?!" Gyutaro shouted in surprise, but the thunder had already covered his ears, and he couldn't hear his own words clearly.
The pupils that had shrunk to a point trembled as they looked in Tanjuro's direction.
Then.
He saw Tanjuro flick his left hand.
[Mist Crow]
Whoosh!
The dark breath entwined with feathers, Tanjuro quickly turned into an indescribable mist, and was swept up in an instant!
Seeing this, Gyutaro, whose face was already full of dirt, wrinkled even harder, and his shark-toothed mouth opened slightly.
——Is this guy really a Demon Slayer?!
He had never seen such a human in his memory!
The surprise in his eyes gradually turned into shock, the surface of his skin was slightly numb, he wanted to move his heel, but found that he had been adsorbed in place by something.
Bang!!!
The black mist that Tanjuro had turned into collided with the thunderbolt that fell in mid-air!
When Tanjuro reappeared from the black mist, on Kusabimaru in his hand, the long blood mist had turned into a golden elongated plasma thunder spear.
This is the real Lightning of Tomoe.
Gyutaro stared at Tanjuro, his scalp numb, he gritted his teeth and swung the scythe in his hand violently!
Puff!
After cutting off his feet that were attracted by the thunder, he quickly turned around and tried to escape!
But it was still a step too slow.
Whoosh!
The golden thunder spear traced a mark in mid-air and quickly swept across Gyutaro's fleeing back.
"...Cough ah!!" He opened his mouth and screamed in pain, his hunched back suddenly straightened, and he opened his mouth with a grimace.
The demon trembled and stood in place, with golden thunder jumping on his body.
...
...
Behind.
Daki was struggling, she stared at this side fiercely, shouting angrily:
"That guy is definitely a demon!!" Her white hair tried to attack Uzui Tengen, but they were all easily blocked by the other party.
Daki was furious:
"Are you blind! The demon is on the opposite side!"
Uzui Tengen stood in place, the bright light of the thunder illuminated his dazed expression.
For a long time.
Wait until Tomioka, who ran much faster than Uzui, followed up.
"...Ah?" He slowly uttered his thoughts.
No.
Uzui Tengen was stunned, and the doubts in his mind were no longer limited to ninjutsu.
——Is that guy really a Ninja?
...
...
Plop.
Tanjuro landed and squatted down to unload, the Kusabimaru in his hand was slightly smoking, and it became red and bright after being hit by thunder.
Seeing Gyutaro, who was stiffened by thunder not far from him.
He suddenly got up and stepped forward, the sword in his hand rushed towards the other's neck!
Hiss——!
The bright red Bright Red Sword probed the sword in the night, and a drop of rain falling in the mid-air was cut off by the swinging, and immediately evaporated a wisp of white mist.
"...Damn it!!" Gyutaro stared at the sword that was constantly approaching behind him, and time became extremely slow under the highly concentrated attention.
Just as the Bright Red Sword was about to touch the neck.
"Brother——!!"
A voice that seemed extremely distant and yet seemed very close echoed in Gyutaro's ears.
His gaze moved and looked into the distance.
It was Daki's head held by Uzui Tengen, crying and shouting loudly...
——No.
Gyutaro's eyes trembled.
——It's not.
The heart suddenly felt as uncomfortable as being strangled.
In an instant, he blinked his eyes, and the dark rainy night around him suddenly turned into a vast expanse of nothingness and white.
Patter.
His stiff body, which he didn't know when it could move, was stunned, and he looked down at his dirty little hand in confusion.
At this moment.
"Brother?"
A tender girl's voice came from behind.
Gyutaro was taken aback, and he hesitated to turn his head back.
The vast white world, with the sound of that voice, suddenly extended from behind to show color.
Like being dyed with ink.
Behind him, that was the architecture of the slum area hundreds of years ago in the Edo period.
The girl with long white hair draped over her shoulders, who was as beautiful as a snow fairy in summer, was standing behind him, with her hands on her hips.
A pair of azure eyes, looking at himself somewhat puzzled:
"Are you listening?"
Gyutaro heard the words, slowly and slightly lowered his head, and looked at the girl.
This is my sister, Da...
No.
He rubbed his dirty little face, and the flesh sickle in his hand turned into a normal wooden handle sickle.
My sister.
——Ume .
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