Chapter 74: Space Imprint
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Nezuko was carrying her brother Rokuta on her back, humming a lullaby. When she heard the creaking sound of the door opening, she turned her head and smiled brightly.
"Mr. Aomura, are you leaving?"
"Yes."
Aoki put on a bamboo hat and suddenly stretched out his hand, patting Nezuko's head with a smile. "See you tomorrow, Miss Nezuko."
His body was 18 years old, while Nezuko was only 11. Although this action was a bit forward, it wouldn't attract criticism.
"Huh?"
Nezuko blinked, and her fair face turned red.
Aoki waved at her, then quickly disappeared into the jungle.
At this time, Kie chased out of the room, looking around. "Nezuko, where is Mr. Aomura?"
Nezuko pointed in the direction Aoki had gone. "Mr. Aomura has left!"
"Left? It seems that we can only wait until tomorrow." Kamado Kie held the money tightly in her hand.
Nezuko secretly glanced in the direction Aoki had left.
On the other side, after Aoki said goodbye to Nezuko, he soon met Tomioka Giyuu in the jungle.
He took off his hat and walked over.
"Mr. Giyuu, I will stay here for a few more days. If you have something to do, you can leave first."
In the woods, the lush treetops completely blocked the sky, so there was no need to worry about the sun.
"Then I'll take my leave first."
Tomioka Giyuu turned around and left without hesitation.
As a Hashira, he was very busy and couldn't stay here forever.
As for the Kamado family, before this, he, or the Demon Slayer Corps, had carefully investigated them.
Whether it was Tanjiro Kamado or the rest of the Kamado family, there was nothing special about them. They were just an ordinary rural family.
The only thing worth noting is that Tanjiro Kamado seems to have a very good sense of smell, very similar to Teacher Urokodaki. If he is well-trained, he may become a powerful swordsman and take over the Water Hashira position.
However, hunting demons is very dangerous, and you may face death at any time.
Tanjiro Kamado's family lives a very happy life.
He couldn't let Tanjiro be in danger for his own selfish desires.
As for Mr. Aomura's purpose in contacting the Kamado family, he really couldn't guess it, and he didn't ask rashly.
Although there was no specific agreement, it was a tacit understanding between the Demon Slayer Corps and Mr. Aomura not to explore each other's secrets.
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Tanjiro walked skillfully on the mountain road with a bit of joy on his face.
The charcoal was sold very smoothly, and he bought a lot of food. In the next few days, his younger siblings shouldn't need to eat wild vegetables anymore.
After walking across the cliff and through the jungle, Tanjiro returned home smoothly. Strangely, there was no one outside.
He judged from the smell that everyone was in the house.
Without thinking too much, Tanjiro took the purchased food, walked over, and pushed open the door.
"I'm back!"
Everyone looked at him in unison.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Tanjiro was stunned, and his nose twitched slightly.
It was the smell of joy.
Everyone seemed very happy.
Did something good happen?
Nezuko pointed to the table, and Tanjiro looked at it, and his eyes widened suddenly.
Money!
So much money!
More than all the money he had ever seen in his life!
"What's going on? How can there be so much money?" Tanjiro was so shocked that he turned into an emoticon.
Nezuko's eyes sparkled. "Mr. Aomura gave it to us!"
"Mr. Aomura?"
Tanjiro looked confused.
Who is Mr. Aomura? Why did he give them so much money for no reason?
Kamado Kie stood up, took the food from Tanjiro's hand, and told him the whole story.
"So that's it!"
Tanjiro was still dizzy.
He just went out to sell charcoal, and his family had a sum of money that he couldn't spend in his lifetime.
Kie said, "Tanjiro, what do you think about Mr. Aomura wanting to learn Kagura, the Dance of the Fire God?"
"Sure!"
Tanjiro Kamado said without hesitation, "If Mr. Aomura wants to learn, I can teach him, but..."
He glanced at the money on the table and hesitated. "Mom, isn't this too much?"
In his opinion, whether it is blood, blue spider lily, or Kagura, the Dance of the Fire God, they are not so precious.
Although they are poor, they should not take advantage of others in terms of money.
Kamado Kie smiled and nodded gently. "I plan to keep a small part, and return the rest to Mr. Aomura tomorrow."
"That's good!"
Tanjiro showed a simple smile on his face.
There is too much money here, even if only a little is left, it will be enough for them to spend for a long time. At least within a year, the family will not have to worry about hunger.
Mr. Aomura is really a good person. When teaching Kagura, the Dance of the Fire God, he must teach seriously.
Kie smiled and said, "I can buy Nezuko and the others new clothes during the New Year."
Nezuko said quickly, "Mom, this dress of mine is still in good condition!"
Kie smiled and touched her hair, then remembered something and said, "By the way, Tanjiro, Mr. Aomura seems to know you."
Nezuko and the others also looked at him.
Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, and based on the appearance his mother had just described, he carefully searched his memory, and finally shook his head. "I don't have any impression."
Mr. Aomura has a very distinctive appearance. If he has seen him, he should not forget it.
However, he still secretly decided to wait until tomorrow to smell Mr. Aomura's scent.
For him, the nose is more trustworthy than the eyes.
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As time passed, the last ray of the sun's afterglow dissipated, and the world was completely shrouded in the night.
Aoki held a wooden board in his hand, using his finger as a pen and blood as ink, concentrating on drawing space marks on the board.
After the last stroke, the wound on his finger healed automatically, but he didn't even look at it, staring at the board in his hand.
Buzz!
A slight space wave spread, like a stone thrown into the calm water.
Aoki's eyes lit up instantly.
Under his gaze, the blood rune quickly turned silver from top to bottom.
He stretched out his finger and touched it gently.
There was no abnormality.
The complex silver prism pattern was completely integrated with the wooden board, like a special pattern born with it.
Beautiful, exquisite, and a bit mysterious, it looked great.
Aoki felt it seriously.
After the spatial imprint was formed, there was an extra coordinate in his mind, just like a light source suddenly appeared in front of him, with a strong sense of presence.
It's nothing if there is only one, but if there are more, it might distract attention.
However, it's not a big problem, just something to get used to.
With more spatial imprints, distinguishing which coordinate corresponds to which spatial imprint requires careful study.
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