……

Butterfly House.

As more and more people gathered, the sound gradually became buzzing and noisy.

Hidden in black uniforms, as well as members of the lower ranks, and even the injured who are still recuperating from their injuries.

Everyone showed up in the courtyard.

They surrounded Maki Juro and Tanjuro in the middle of the courtyard and talked to each other.

A familiar figure, struggling to jump up in the crowd, and with open hands, shouted:

"Everyone, next to the ward, please be quiet! Be quiet! ”

Tanjiro was attracted by the loud voice, and at this moment, he was huddled in the crowd, waving his hand, trying to quiet the noisy crowd:

"Be quiet...!!"

He shouted as hard as he could.

"Ahh What should I do..."A drop of sweat flowed from Tanjiro's forehead, and he looked at the crowded crowd in front of him with some embarrassment, and he opened his mouth:

“… No effect at all! ”

His voice alone can't attract everyone's attention at all.

Instead, it was drowned out by the noisy crowd.

If it goes on like this, it will definitely not work.

Tanjiro glanced back in the direction of the butterfly house, if the rest of those swordsmen who were cultivating was disturbed...

Smack.

"Ah, that's nice."

Murata combed the middle, he had a scar on his forehead, and strolled to Tanjiro's side, looking at the crowd in front of him:

"It's very lively."

He looked around.

Murata spoke slowly, and he sighed deeply: "... That pillar must be very angry. ”

Tanjiro looked sideways slightly, and he was stunned:

"Mr. Murata?"

Tanjiro has been in Butterfly House for a while, and it just so happens that Murata will come to Butterfly House every day for "rehabilitation" during this time.

The two came back and forth, and they got to know each other.

Hearing Tanjiro's voice, Murata looked to the side, he nodded, drooped his face, and greeted weakly:

"Oh, it's Tanjiro."

Murata's voice was weak, his eyes were blank, as if he had been tortured by something:

"Don't worry, it'll be quiet in a minute."

“… I'll find a place to sit down and rest. ”

As he spoke, Murata lowered his arms and limped around, about to leave.

"Ahh Good, good! ”

Tanjiro opened his mouth, choking on the words he wanted to say, and looked at Murata's back as he staggered away with a worried expression.

- "Rehabilitation" exercise, is it so scary...

He thought so in his heart, and didn't care about the second half of Murata's words.

Just when Tanjiro looked back at Tanjuro and wanted to ask for help.

Hmmm-

Suddenly.

The originally noisy crowd instantly quieted down.

"Huh?" Tanjiro, who was about to ask his father a question, was stunned, he turned around and looked at the crowd around him with suddenly solemn expressions.

What, what's wrong?

Suddenly it was quiet...

Tanjiro's expression was strange, and he was puzzled.

Then.

A feminine gentle voice slowly came from not far behind Tanjiro:

"Hello everyone."

Her words were clear, as if she was saying word by word:

"Just after noon, so many people gathered here."

Butterfly Shinobu walked from the corridor to this side, she smiled, her purple eyes smiled slightly, and her tone was kind:

"What's interesting?"

She opened her eyes and scanned the crowd in a circle:

"Tell me about it too?"

“……”

The crowd fell silent.

- Oops.

Although the butterfly is usually very gentle, it can even be said to be amiable.

But a lifetime of getting angry...

They looked at each other, and they both saw the fear in each other's eyes and the cold sweat on their foreheads.

"I, I'll go first, today's work isn't done yet!"

"Me too!"

"Wait for me!"

Suddenly, most of the hidden members left in groups, leaving only a few bold team members who stayed hard.

Just when the atmosphere in the courtyard stiffened to the point that it seemed to freeze.

"Miss Butterfly!"

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Purgatory Maki Jurou raised the knife in his hand and explained to Butterfly Shinobi:

"I'm here to learn swordsmanship from Mr. Kamato, and if it causes inconvenience, let's change places."

Hearing the voice of Purgatory Maki Shouro, Butterfly Shinobu was slightly stunned.

She quietly flicked her feet, and only then did she clearly see the two people who were surrounded in the middle and were looking at her.

Butterfly Shinobi's expression gradually became a little surprised.

- Mr. Makijuro?

- Fighting?

After blinking her eyes, Butterfly Shinobu smiled again, and she shook her head:

“… No, it's fine. ”

"The wounded in the butterfly house are already here now."

She raised her white hand and patted it slightly:

"Since Mr. Maki Juro is going to learn swordsmanship, then I'll also come and watch."

As she spoke, Butterfly Shinobu slowly walked past the few people left behind, and put the chairs she found out of nowhere and put them on the ground.

Creak...

Sitting near the hallway.

He nodded to the two of them and motioned for them to begin.

With permission.

Tanjuro slowly withdrew his gaze from Butterfly Shinobi.

"Let's get started." As he spoke, Tanjuro glanced at Tanjiro and Takeo in the crowd.

Tanjiro noticed his father's gaze, and he was stunned for a moment, and almost immediately understood what his father meant.

— the same as a year ago.

- It means to call yourself and look at it well!

He hurriedly took Takeo's hand, and looked intently at the center of the courtyard in his younger brother's puzzled expression.

……

In the middle of the courtyard.

"Hmm."

Purgatory Maki Jurou nodded, his expression becoming serious, and his hand tightened the hilt of the wooden knife.

In the orange-red pupils, Tanjuro's calm expression was reflected.

“… Hiss——!! "After taking a deep breath.

“… I'm coming. Purgatory Maki Jurou pulled away, his calf muscles slowly tightened, and he threw the wooden knife behind him with force!

A calm gaze locked on Tanjuro's position.

- Let me see.

- Breath of the Sun...

Purgatory's eyes grew serious.

Swish!

The wooden knife spun slightly as the strength of his fingers changed!

【Breath of Fire】

【Type of One】

The body has been silent for a long time, and the power like an explosion of flames instantly climbs along the blade!

Finally, condense on the tip of the knife!

Creak......

His muscles tensed, and the sound of the soles of his feet crazing the ground was audible.

Subsequently, the muscles in the legs are tense to the extreme! Lean forward with your upper body!

Kick the ground with the forefoot!

Whoosh——!

Purgatory Maki Juro turned into an afterimage, and with a sharp force under his feet, he kicked up a puff of dust and rushed straight towards Tanjuro!

Almost instantly, Maki Juro, who was holding a wooden knife, had already rushed in front of Tanjuro!

Purgatory Maki Shouro's eyes were firm, and he looked at Tanjuro who was wide open, and his thick black eyebrows were raised!

The muscles of the arms are tense!

[Shiranui]!

Whoop——!!

The dazzling flames instantly ignited and exploded on the blade of the sword!

The wooden knife that slashed horizontally from his side seemed to cut through the air with extremely sharp red flames in an instant!

- Straight to Tanjuro's neck!

Tanjuro's pupils followed Maki Juro's blade.

With a high degree of concentration and the effect of the transparent world, Maki Juro's movements seemed to be slowed down, and the wooden knife that slashed through the red gold knife marks slowly approached him.

- It's not at all the same grade as the current Kyojuro.

- Swordsmanship, quite superb.