……

The other side.

The new site of the Forging Knife Village.

Knifesmiths wearing fire man masks are orderly moving boxes of ore and knives into the somewhat old houses.

And start cleaning.

The streets were bustling with activity - after all, everyone had survived.

"Hey! Isn't it better than forging knives tonight? ”

"Than!"

"Hey, two of your men are defeated."

"Bastard, what did you say?!"

Similar lively conversations take place on the streets.

Tread, tread...

"Oh! It's Lord Yanzhu! ”

The knifesmiths turned around and consciously moved out of the way.

Although the other pillars are sometimes unrecognizable, the Flame Pillar has always been a pillar that everyone can recognize at a glance.

Whether it's a swordsmith, a hidden, or a member of the Demon Slayer.

Coupled with their warm and cheerful personalities throughout the ages, they are very respected and loved.

Carrying a teapot, his eyelids drooping, and in his other hand, he held the broken Hinakura Knife, and walked down the street as if aimlessly.

After pushing aside a swordsmith holding a wine glass in celebration, he stopped in front of a dusty house.

There was silence for a while, and his eyes seemed to distinguish the back of the man holding the broom in the room.

Wow –

The familiar curtain that lifts the shade.

Purgatory Maki Juro walked into the room.

The knifesmith, who was cleaning with a broom with his back to him, did not look back, and said in a lazy tone:

"Come back later, I'm still cleaning..."

"Tell the village chief to call me back this time, don't think about driving me away again...!"

"That bastard old man..."

Smack.

Maki Jurou casually placed the teapot on the table next to him:

"It's me."

He raised his eyes and looked at the back of the knifesmith, and said in a tone:

"My Nihon Knife, you have already forged it."

When the knifesmith heard this, he paused slightly.

He slowly turned around and looked at Makijuro.

The tone seems to be somewhat grumbling:

"Ah, yes, I didn't expect that your comeback will even bring me back."

With that, the swordsmith took off the Fire Man mask from his face—although this was taboo in the Knife Forging Village.

And his face.

It is exactly the same as before, the owner who sold it to Maki Shoulang tea.

"Hmph."

He laughed.

"Next!"

From the luggage on the side, he took out a long box with both hands.

……

Soon after.

Holding the brand-new Hinakura sword, Maki Kojuro of Purgatory, walked out of the house.

He looked up at the blue sky under the eaves.

Click.

Raise the Nichiwa knife in your hand.

The flaming-shaped blade reflected his equally sincere eyes.

The blade of the red flame pattern.

The vigorous and powerful inscription is the words "Evil Ghost Annihilation".

People who are born strong should see it as their duty to help the weak.

Maki Jurou lowered his head and put the Hinawa knife into his sheath, his lowered eyes gradually becoming firm.

This is what his wife, Purgatory Ruhuo, once said.

……

……

The village chief's house.

"Village Chief."

A person sitting next to the village chief presented the drawings in his hands with both hands: "This is Mr. Tanjuro Kamado, and I later asked me to hand over the drawings to you." ”

"Please try to make something like this."

The village chief was sitting on the futon with a sad face, and when he heard this, he turned his head sideways, took the drawings from the hands of the person beside him, and muttered angrily:

"I'll see... What's the problem for me...? ”

On the clear drawings.

It looks like an "arm" that is worn on a forearm, and many small parts are made.

The village chief's already sad eyes became even heavier.

However, he soon became perk-hearted and full of confidence:

"Well, that's a bit challenging."

……

……

Butterfly House.

After settling in well, the family is revealed.

The Shitou brothers, who were about to practice swordsmanship, met Shigeru and Takeo in the courtyard.

In order to compete for ownership of today's courtyard, several children made such a decision.

Whoever is better at swordsmanship will be able to practice swordsmanship in the courtyard.

And Shigeru and Takeo, who have not yet begun to learn the real breathing method, after seeing the gorgeous sword of the Shitou brothers:

"Wait! Wait! ”

Takeo pointed to Ichiro, who was full of arrogance, he was indignant, but he shouted reluctantly:

"This time the courtyard will be given to you!"

He pulled Mao behind him, holding the wooden knife tightly in his hand: "Next time, I will definitely not lose to you!" ”

"Oh." Yulang was expressionless and nodded: "Come on." ”

“… Bastard! ”

Takeo clenched his fists, and he protruded a "well" character on his forehead, eager to punch this underwhelmed guy.

Side.

Under the eaves.

In the verandah.

Aoi Zhi and Shi Touxun sat together, looking at the interesting scene in the courtyard, and couldn't close their mouths with a smile.

……

Soon after.

The other side.

Tanjuro walked down the hallway inside the house.

He was pondering a question.

Now that it is now, the possibility of Black Death Mou's rebellion is very high.

That-Wu Miao does he know his true identity?

Tanjuro had always thought that the jade pot and the half-tengu were probably sent to hunt him down after discovering that he was not destined to be the first one.

Therefore, when he saw the jade pot, he was not surprised for long.

But if Black Death hadn't provided Wu Miao with his own news, everything would have been different.

Just as he thought so.

Smack.

Around the corner, he and Scales met again for the next time.

After training for a while with Takeo and Shigeru, who were pestering him to practice swordsmanship, Scales felt the fulfillment that he had not felt for a long time.

Just as Scales nodded his head and was about to pass by Tanjuro.

"Please wait a minute."

Tanjuro suddenly shouted out to the left of the scales, he turned his head, felt the ten paper figures stacked on his chest, and suddenly had an idea in his heart:

"Mr. Scales."

Scales turned around for the first time, and a unique hoarse magnetic voice sounded, and he asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Do you know if there's a place..."Tanjuro put his hand to his chin as he tried to describe what he had seen in his mind:

"Suitable for practice about... Thunder and lightning, the field. ”

In the last time, in this world, the first successful thunderbolt was returned.

Tanjuro twisted out a paper figure, and he had a faint premonition in his heart - the paper man who destroyed the world was different from a wolf.

Maybe the evil ghost hurts people too much, and the paper figure that represents longing contains more energy.

In the palace of the source, the dog was able to borrow the Ba no Lei used by Magatama.

Perhaps, he can also borrow paper figures to perform.

But it's just a gut feeling, and it needs to be experimented with.

And in the butterfly house, it is definitely not possible to experiment with Ba Zhilei.

Thunder?

Scales were slightly stunned.

……

Both of them are very fast.

But for an hour.

The two of them came to a mountainous area, which was so empty that only a few trees could be faintly seen in the distance.

"This is it." Scales stopped in his tracks, and he turned to Tanjuro and said.

After Tanjuro said the words "practice thunder and lightning", he was used to communicating with Yoshiyo, and he instantly remembered this place.

Push a big guy's book -

"What Bad Thoughts Can Batman Have

Chen Tao never expected that he would cross over and forget it, and he would actually cross over to Batman himself.

It's no secret that Batman is incredibly intelligent, intelligent, and martial arts, but what does all this have to do with me, a traverser?

Oh! It's okay, I can inherit Batman's powers and memories......?!? Wait, why are they all parallel universe versions?

(End of chapter)