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The woman staggered to her feet, glared venomously at the three men, and disappeared into the night.
There was a moment of silence at the scene.
Makijuro rested his chin on his hand, and the way he looked at Ryosuke had changed.
"Um, Ryosuke..."
"What's wrong, Mr. Purgatory?"
Ryosuke sheathed his sword and returned to his harmless demeanor.
"No, it's nothing..."
He originally wanted to advise Ryosuke not to act impulsively in the future and to avoid hurting ordinary people as it violates team rules.
But seeing that Ryosuke was just drawing his sword to scare the woman, he didn't say anything more.
Ryosuke knew what was going on.
Makijuro turned to look at Obanai.
The boy kept his head bowed low, tears silently soaking the bandages.
Makijuro sighed, placed his large hand on Obanai's shoulder, and said in a deep voice.
"You don't have to bear the shackles of other people's ignorance and sins, child. The fault lies not with you, but with the evil spirits, with those who succumb to the evil spirits, or even associate with them."
Little Banai raised her head, tears streaming down her face, her voice broken.
"But I have their blood, I'm a descendant of scum, I don't know what to do... Where can someone like me go..."
He looked at Ryosuke and Makijuro as if he had grasped the last piece of driftwood.
"Please... if you are demon slayers, please let me follow you and let me do something, anything..."
Yes, he wants to atone for his sins.
He would spend his entire life atoning for his sins.
Even though he did nothing, even though he was a victim from beginning to end.
Simply because his surname is Ihei, simply because he was born into this CS family.
This boy, whose heart is so tender it's almost broken, has been punishing himself all along.
He vented all his emotions on killing demons, which gave him the strength to fight to the very end!
Ryosuke looked at the boy before him, who was now as fragile as paper, and sighed.
He looked at Makijuro and tried to advocate for Obanai.
Rengoku Makijuro nodded emphatically.
"I understand your resolve! Come with us, young man! I'll recommend you to join us!"
Obanai Iguro stared blankly at the two of them.
After a moment, he nodded emphatically.
As dawn broke, the three of them left this filthy place, filled with bloodshed and desire, under the dim light.
After bidding farewell to Rengoku Makijuro, Ryosuke and Obanai Iguro embarked on their journey to Mount Narrow Mist.
At this time, Obanai was not as sharp-tongued as she was in the original work; she was relatively introverted.
He kept his head down most of the time, only occasionally sticking out his tongue to warily observe Ryosuke's surroundings and the area in front of him.
Ryosuke didn't say anything.
He knew that any words of comfort would be futile at a time like this, so he simply slowed down to make sure Xiaobane could keep up.
When we arrived at Narrow Mist Mountain, the fog was very thick.
Urokodaki Sakonji seemed to have known they were coming, and stood quietly in front of the wooden house.
"Mr. Urokodaki".
Ryosuke bowed respectfully, then pulled the somewhat timid Obanai forward.
"This is Obanai Iguro. I met him while on a mission with Mr. Rengoku. He is currently homeless but has a strong will. I introduced him here in the hope that you will take him in and observe him."
Urokodaki's gaze fell on Obanai.
He nodded slightly, his voice gentle: "Since it was Mr. Purgatory and Ryosuke who recommended you, Narrow Mist Mountain will give you a place to stay, but whether you can stay and whether you can pick up a knife depends on yourself."
Obanai nodded vigorously: "Yes! I will... I will try my best!"
At that moment, Sabito and Giyu, who had just returned from their mission, also saw them.
Sabito ran over enthusiastically: "Ryosuke-nii! You're here! And who is this?"
Ryosuke gave a brief introduction to Obanai's situation.
Sabito immediately flashed a bright smile and patted Obanai on the shoulder.
"Welcome to Mount Narrow Mist! I'm Sabito, and this is Giyu Tomioka. Don't worry, although the training here is tough, Mr. Urokodaki is the best person here!"
Giyu stood quietly to the side, watching Obanai.
Yes, he just kept watching, doing nothing and saying nothing.
They seemed surprised by the color of his eyes and the dart on his neck.
His expressionless face and overly direct gaze made Xiaoba's inner lip twitch.
Seeing this, Ryosuke felt a little ashamed.
Among men, he is righteous and courageous; among demons, he is like Doma.
This man and this ghost...
Difficult to evaluate! Very difficult to evaluate!
In the original work, Obanai disliked Giyu from beginning to end.
It seems that first impressions determine future developments.
But with Sabito and Makomo here, there shouldn't be any problems... right?
Well, I hope so.
While Ryosuke was lost in thought, Sabito had already begun to introduce Obanai to the daily training routine at Mount Narrow Mist.
Makomo also came running over upon hearing the noise, looking at her new companion with curiosity and friendliness.
Ryosuke didn't linger; he said goodbye to Urokodaki and left.
Ten years' worth of savings! Now I can drive at lightning speed!
[10-year lifespan injection in progress, remaining lifespan: 253 days]
[Thunderbolt Flash reaches its peak, unlocking its advanced form: Divine Speed!]
In the original story, Zenitsu used this move when he was helping the sixth sister in the brothel.
Transformed into a mud truck, wielding a knife and dragging its head, it races forward.
However, it puts a lot of strain on the feet.
To Ryosuke's surprise, the release of this move could be controlled in terms of distance, which was relatively humane.
Momoyama was unexpectedly quiet.
Pear Blossom carried out her first mission a few days ago.
Shota was worried about her, so he begged and pleaded to become her temporary bodyguard, just like a mother hen.
Only Jigoro, Uzui Tengen who had just returned from a mission, and his three wives remained on the mountain.
Ryosuke had just stepped into the courtyard and hadn't even had a sip of water when a figure grabbed his arm.
"Ryosuke! You're back just in time!"
Uzui Tengen's eyes shone with extreme excitement.
"Quick! Come and see my magnificent progress!"
Ryosuke was dragged and pulled to the center of the training field.
Hinatsuru, Maki, and Suma watched with smiles, already used to their husbands' behavior.
"Watch closely! This is the foundation of my Sound Breathing, the First Form—"
Yu Sui Tianyuan took a deep breath, his two wooden swords in hand, and his aura suddenly changed!
It was no longer the explosive speed of thunder, but a deeper, more restrained roar containing terrifying explosive power!
He roared and slashed out with his wooden sword with tremendous power!
The loud bang seemed capable of shattering eardrums!
The air was visibly compressed and vibrated, forming an invisible shockwave that slammed into the training stakes in front of it!
The massive wooden stake, which required several people to encircle, shattered under this blow, sending wood chips flying everywhere!
Destruction caused purely by force and vibration!
Ryosuke's eyes twitched as he watched.
He felt only lingering fear towards this kind of extraordinary talent.
You should know that Uzui Tengen is currently using a wooden sword!
If it were replaced with a Nichirin sword and explosives...
This power is enough to blast an ordinary ghost so badly that even its own mother wouldn't recognize it.
Chapter 39 The little thing has two faces!
Ryosuke understood.
This move was the same one that Yu Sui Tian Yuan used to smash the clay armor with brute force and his newly mastered breathing technique when he fought against Wang Mian Fang!
It has now been completely perfected and has become the first form of Sound Breathing!
Uzui Tengen sheathed his sword, raised his chin, and swung his silver ponytail.