After a lot of work, the Zaomen family finally became free.

Tanjiro, who is the eldest son, also walked down the stairs.

With an extraordinary sense of smell, he has long smelled his father's scent.

I already knew that my father was safe and sound, so I still let my younger brothers and sisters share this surprise and joy first.

Tanjiro thought so and walked down the stairs with a heartfelt smile.

……

Courtyard.

Tanjuro hugged Shigeru and smiled apologetically at the rest of the Butterfly House and sat down in the hallway facing the courtyard.

"Father, are you..."

Mizuko carefully observed Tanjuro, and she sat down with her arms and six wives.

Subconsciously reached out and pinched Tanjuro's arm:

“… Got fat? ”

"Huh?" When Shigeru heard Mizuko's words, he immediately raised his head, put his two hands on Tanjuro's face, and rubbed his face twice.

The feeling of being skinny is gone, replaced by a normal human face.

After feeling the different blood color on Tanjuro's face, Shigeru let go of his hand and looked surprised:

"Really!"

Smack!

Shigeru slapped Tanjuro's chest with both hands, and the expression on his face became more and more surprised:

"Oh!! Brother Takeo! Look! ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved twice at Takeo, who was holding the wooden knife on the side, and shouted:

"My father's chest used to thump."

Syllable! As he spoke, Mao slapped again:

"It's snapping now!"

Tanjuro hugged Shigeru and reached out to rub his bare head, smiling wordlessly.

"Shigeru!"

As soon as Takeo finished wielding the wooden knife, he turned his head sweating profusely, and saw Shigeru's naughty scene, and he was so frightened that he looked sideways at Midouzi.

Worst...

The eldest sister, who is usually kind and gentle, gets angry, and it's even more terrible than when Tanjiro's brother is angry...!!

Takeo suddenly felt bad, and he cautiously glanced at Yadouzi.

"Mrs. Liu, are you asleep again?" Fortunately, Midouzi didn't seem to care.

Seeing that Midouzi didn't look angry, Takeo slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then.

Da, da.

"Shigeru, stop."

Aoi Zhi carried a few rice balls, slowly walked from the house behind several people, she was smiling, slowly sitting next to several people:

"If it goes on, my father will be angry."

With a snap, the wooden box in Aoieda's hand was set aside, and he reached out to take the noisy Shigeru from Tanjuro's hand.

"Mom, my father won't be angry."

"Right!" Shigeru raised his head and smiled happily at Tanjuro, much more lively than before.

Aoi Zhi smiled at Shigeru helplessly, and then looked at Tanjuro, who had a very normal complexion, with a worried face.

- She is used to Tanjuro's yellow-skinned appearance.

- Now suddenly I look better...

- Aoi Zhi felt a little worried.

After all.

My husband seems to have been in a relationship with those "ghosts" and "monsters" a few days ago.

Although it is safe to come back now, if it becomes strange, then...

Thinking of this, Aoi Zhi pursed her lips slightly, frowned, and her beautiful lilac pupils looked at Tanjuro worriedly:

“… It's okay, Tanjuro. ”

She stretched out her finger and gently touched Tanjuro's ruddy face twice.

"It won't be the same as that again..."

That time - refers to a year ago, Tanjuro slaughtered a giant bear near his home and slept for a year.

"No, it won't."

Tanjuro just shook his head slightly, and then slowly reached out and pulled the stunned Aoi and Shigeru into his arms—he had wanted to do this for a long time:

"Peace of mind, it's okay."

Feeling the sound of her husband's healthy and powerful heartbeat, Kwai Zhi, who didn't react for a while, was suddenly a little stunned.

When Aoi Zhi reacted, her face was slightly ruddy, and then she hurriedly pushed Tanjuro away and straightened up again:

"Tanjuro...!"

Her voice grew smaller, her head lowered slightly, and finally inaudible:

"It's not at home..."

On the side, several children hurriedly dispersed and played on their own.

"Haha...", Tanjuro smiled softly, he looked up at the sky under the eaves not far away, and the melancholy in his heart gradually dissipated.

Under the eaves, the laughter gradually calmed down.

Aoi eda and Tanjuro leaned together, their hands overlapped.

In the courtyard, young children are running and jumping, and older children are holding their serious little faces and wielding wooden knives.

That's right, that's why he fights.

- Family.

Tanjuro looked at Takeo wielding a wooden knife in the courtyard, and Shigeru playing.

If there was no misery, he might be like this, and his family would be plain, but spend his life happily.

But now.

Click,

Tanjuro clenched the wedge pill around his waist.

All the goals are to kill no miserably.

He is now a thorn in the side of Wu Wu.

After the Black Death Mu returned, Wu Miao knew that he was not Yuanyi, and he would definitely continue to send the ghost of the wind over like the original book chasing Tanjiro.

A sense of urgency rose in Tanjuro's heart, and he looked at the children in the courtyard and Aoi-eda sitting beside him.

He has to be strong enough to protect his family in the face of no misery.

Not a single flaw is revealed.

The power of rejuvenation can only solve the needs of the moment, and the most important thing is to restore the body's roots as soon as possible.

First of all, the memory of the battle.

At the time of the extermination, Tanjuro did not gain [Battle Memory].

He knew that the memory of the battle had a prefix - the memory of fighting the strong.

Since Xia Yi is not considered a strong man, and the half of Shang Yi's arm is enough to have battle memories.

So.

Tanjuro raised his head, and he pondered slightly.

- Find the winding.

Until then, though.

Click.

Tanjuro erected a wedge pill with a scabbard.

- He still needs a Nichiren knife.

Now, he can't use the sword that is like a divine skill.

The last time he fought against Black Death Mou, Wedgemaru turned into a Hedao because of the high-intensity rebound in a short period of time.

In other words, it was Black Death Mou himself who beat the wedge pill red.

Every upper string he couldn't have encountered could have beaten Wedgemaru into a sword.

But the ordinary Nichiren knife is too fragile - it may also be that Tanjuro does not have the awareness to protect the blade.

After all, wedge pills are hard.

In short, a Nichiren knife specially made according to himself is necessary.

Suddenly, he saw a two-color Haori figure sitting in the corner with his head bowed - Tomioka Yoshiyu.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka was hanging his head, as if counting the ants on the ground.

There was no one there, and it looked out of place.

As if noticing Tanjuro's gaze, Tomioka slowly turned his head and looked this way.

Tanjuro was stunned.

- Just now, did Takeo argue that Tomioka wanted to learn swordsmanship...?

With that in mind.

Tanjuro looked at Takeo, who was standing in the courtyard, wielding a wooden knife.

He wouldn't let his children get involved in dangerous battles.

But...

Basic self-defense...

"Takeo!"

Takeo in the courtyard suddenly turned his head and looked at his father, a little puzzled.

"Kagura, the god of fire, do you want to learn?"

Hearing this, Takeo was stunned for a moment.

The next moment.

His eyes were filled with the star 'Want'.

"Yes!"

……

After hearing the conversation between the father and son in the courtyard, Tomioka's expression was slightly stunned.

Then, silently lowered his head again.

He's in the Butterfly House now, just because.

I just finished my mission with the butterfly and stopped here on the way.

That's all.