……

There was a feeling of souls looking at each other, and Tanjuro couldn't help but stir his spirits.

Ji Guoyuan smiled, and he slowly withdrew his eyes.

He was naturally transparent, and he had discovered that something was wrong with Tanji from just now.

There are subtle changes in the way you walk, the tone of your voice, and even the rhythm of your heartbeat.

Although he didn't know what the situation was, he thought that the current Tanji should not be Tanji.

As for who it really is.

Ji Guoyuan looked into the distance with a relaxed expression.

Withdraw your eyes slightly.

- It doesn't matter.

Sneer——!

He stepped back slightly, picked up the wooden stick broken in two on the ground, and made a gesture of drawing the knife, the rhythm of his breathing becoming deeper and deeper.

"I'm on, Tanji."

Ji Guoyuan said as well.

……

……

Butterfly House.

"What is Daddy doing?"

Hanako stood in the doorway, poking her head into the door quietly, and asked softly in confusion.

"It's resting, after all, I was on a mission all night yesterday."

Midouko took Hanako's hand, she looked into the room, closed her eyes, sat on the bunk, Tanjuro, and explained in a low voice:

"Alright, let's go, don't disturb Dad."

“… Well. Hanako nodded obediently, looked at Tanjuro again, and finally slowly left the door.

She muttered:

"I want to play together..."

Midouzi responded with a smile:

"How about playing with your sister?"

"Yes, yes!" When Hanako heard this, she immediately jumped up happily.

Around the corner outside the hallway.

A yellow dandelion swayed slightly.

Smack.

Sweat drips down the wooden floor.

My wife Seonyi squatted here with a flustered face, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his eyes looked at the room where Tanjuro was in horror.

- No, no, no!

- That's definitely not resting!

If you rest, you won't make that sound in your body!

Shanyi's pupils shrank, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The ears twitched slightly.

Just now, as soon as he walked up to the second floor, he heard a strange whistling sound from somewhere.

After careful discernment, he found.

It was actually the sound of Uncle Stove's breathing!

It's scary!

Is it really human!

"Or... Don't come to the second floor. Shanyi turned his head, and the thought of walking down the hallway to the second floor was gone, and he turned around and walked down the stairs.

As soon as his legs bent, he suddenly felt weak from the loss caused by the long exercise, and he almost rolled down the stairs.

Stumbling, he held on to the wall and slowed down for a while.

Then he raised his head, pursed his lips tightly, and shouted in a dejected voice:

"Tanjiro~" He stretched out his hand and staggered down the stairs:

"I slept well as you said, but why are you still so tired-"

As he spoke, he sniffled:

"I feel more tired when I wake up... It's so annoying..."

Downstairs.

Tanjiro, who was resting, was slightly stunned when he heard Shanyi's voice.

Recalling the day before yesterday [Zenitsu who was still training while sleeping], Tanjiro suddenly smiled helplessly.

At the same time, he looked down at his hands, which were covered with rough marks.

Squeak——!

Hold it tight! With a firm look in his eyes, Tanjiro raised his head suddenly!

Shanyi, there is a lang, there is no ichiro, everyone works so hard, there is no reason for me to rest like this!

I am the firstborn!

He stood up suddenly, his somewhat gray face full of determination, and turned his head to look aside:

"Mr. Purgatory!"

"Let's keep practicing!"

"Huh?" Purgatory Kyojuro turned his head, and after being convinced that he had heard correctly, he laughed cheerfully and nodded vigorously:

"Good!"

"Very imposing! Kamato boy! ”

……

Meanwhile.

Narrow Foggy Mountains.

"Karma! Karma! ”

The jay, the messenger, quacked, fluttering its wings and soaring into the sky.

Sound! Syllable!

Scales sat in front of the stove for the next time, burning firewood, taking off the mask on his face, squinting his eyes and looking at the envelope in his hand.

“… A letter from the volunteers? ”

The rough fingers flattened the letter paper, and his gaze swept over the line of line.

The light of the fire shone through the envelope, slightly reflected on the corner of his gray-haired forehead.

“… Golden thunderbolt. ”

Scales' gaze stayed on the contents of the letter, and he looked at the sentence [Tanjuro uses thunder and lightning] written by Tomioka Yoshiyu, and his gaze fluctuated slightly.

Creak...

After reading the whole letter, he carefully put it away, and then looked up at the sky under the eaves.

Talking to himself.

“… Sure enough, not a coincidence. ”

The scales with an extraordinary sense of smell, the last time I was in Momoyama, I smelled a little lying emotion from Tanjuro's body.

But the emotion was vague, so he wasn't sure.

Now it seems.

A power that is more inhuman than a ghost seems to have appeared.

“… Shanyi's kid is unlucky... Or..."

Scales left a low voice to himself faintly sounded.

……

……

Somewhere on a hill.

Some of the messy meadows seemed to be crying about what had just happened.

Under the tree.

"Hey! Bastard! Let me go!! ”

Inosuke, who was tied up under the tree by Gokada, shouted angrily, kicking his legs, which were still able to move, and struggling hard:

"Uncle Ben and your competition has not yet been decided!!"

Inosuke struggled to stretch out his head and shouted, the boar's head was faintly deformed and twisted with anger, but he couldn't break free from the rope:

"Hey ——!"

Side.

Smack, smack.

Muichiro clapped his hands, his knife had already been put into its sheath, and he looked at his masterpiece in front of him with satisfaction.

"It's me." He crossed his hips and nodded.

"Oh-" Father poked his head over at this time, he looked at the way Inosuke was tied up, touched Muichiro's head with satisfaction, and smiled:

"It's done very well, and I've been able to protect myself in the face of wild boars, no ichiro."

“…？” Arichiro stood aside with a dull expression, looking at his father and younger brother speechlessly.

I've been practicing swordsmanship and breathing for so long......

Not being able to deal with wild boars is abnormal!

Wrong!

That's not the point!

Arichiro turned his head sharply and looked at Inosuke, who was struggling desperately.

Isn't this guy called Quan Kasuke?! There is a name!

- Obviously not a wild boar!

Then.

"Bastard!"

Inosuke looked at the father and son chatting in front of him, he was even more angry, and the wild boar's nose couldn't stop spewing white steam:

"Did you listen to what I said!!"

"Let's ——!! Fight It Off"

Suddenly.

A shadow hung over him, and someone stood in front of him.

Inosuke was stunned for a moment, and looked up suspiciously.

It's Arihiro with blue tendons protruding from his forehead.

"-Huh?" He raised his voice and looked at Inosuke with an expression of disbelief, his brows furrowed, and his tone was rather impatient:

"Idiot?"

"What!" Inosuke was stunned, and the sudden verbal attack made him not react, and he choked for a moment and didn't know what to say.

After being stunned for a moment, he decisively shot back loudly:

"What did you say?!"

Arichiro stood in front of him, he glanced sideways at his father and brother beside him, his clenched fists trembling slightly:

"One or two..."

He suddenly turned his head and scolded Inosuke as if venting his anger:

"Obviously, I was tied up without realizing it, and I didn't say anything about the winner!"

Swish! Pointing at him:

"You're already defeated! Idiot! ”

"Idiot!"

"Natural!"

"No brains!"

Inosuke, who has been staying in the mountains all year round, usually only communicating with wild beasts with fists and feet, or "playing" with the farmers under the mountain, has experienced such a scolding when he has experienced such a scolding.

Inosuke was stunned.

After saying that, Arichiro adjusted his breathing and adjusted his uniform, he exhaled, and then ignored the stunned Inosuke.

He turned to look at his father and brother.

"Let's go."

"If this continues, when we cross this mountain, the sun will go down."

Then, he walked in the direction of climbing over the mountain.

Behind him, Muichiro and the only Lang glanced at each other.

"Wait for me! Brother! ”

Muichiro hurriedly followed in small steps, shouting in his mouth.

Father's only lang smiled at Inosuke in a friendly manner, quietly threw a knife beside him, and then followed.

looked at the backs of several people leaving in a hurry.

Inosuke was tied under a tree, and he sat slumped, staring in a daze in the direction where Tokito's family was far away.

Why - that guy would be so angry.

When the Tou family gradually disappeared from view, he withdrew his gaze, and the boar's head drooped.

Naturally stay, what does that mean?

He thought for a moment.

“… Mind, overused. ”

- Inosuke decides, not to think about it.

Suddenly.

His gaze was attracted by the small knife that only Lang had dropped with a flickering cold light on the side.

- Knives?

His eyes slowly moved to the rope that bound him, and he was silent.

Suddenly.

"Ha ——?!" Inosuke looked up sharply, he struggled with indignation, and white steam poured out of the boar's nostrils:

"Look down on me?!"

"Show me!"

Quack!

A few bone crunch sounds came from Inosuke's body, and he squirmed like a worm like a worm, and his body instantly sank a few pieces.

The arms became deformed and loose, and they fit tightly with the body, and the tightly bound rope suddenly had room to drill out!

The next moment!

Swish!

He jerked and jumped out of the rope.

Arm flick slightly! Quack!

The dislocated bone returned to its place, and Inosuke clenched his fists hard.

The muscles on his body tensed, and he turned his head to look in the direction where Shi Tou and the family had left.

"Hohahahaha! How! He shouted, recovering his other dislocated arm:

"I didn't expect Uncle Ben to be able to do such a thing!"

After shouting in place for a while, and realizing that no one was paying attention to him, Inosuke lowered his hands in the air.

The blue boar's eyes stared at the ground, and the footprints left by the departure of the Shi Tou family.

It's the first time Inosuke has seen such a strong creature as these three guys.

After becoming the king of the mountain, this feeling of excitement to the point of trembling has never been felt again!

Almost instantly, the other person quietly tied himself up the moment he didn't react.

“… It's amazing, it's amazing. ”

呲——!

The white vapor turned into two straight lines and erupted from the nostrils of the wild boar!

Inosuke's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Than speed! I can't lose!! ”

He jumped up and shouted, following the footprints left by a few people and began to run away with his legs.

"Wait for me!!"

Behind him, a cloud of dust kicked up.

……

Shortly after Inosuke left.

A middle-aged man with a hoe poked his head out of the nearby jungle.

After it was determined that Inosuke had long since disappeared.

“… Really gone? He hesitated to himself, and the ecstasy that had been expected of Inosuke's departure did not materialize.

On the contrary, he was a little stunned and stunned.

……

Time passes slowly.

Soon.

Shi Tou's family had already crossed the mountain.

Several people stood at the bottom of the mountain, looking at the paddy fields around them, and looked at each other at a loss.

After being stunned for a long time, Muichiro suddenly remembered, he suddenly looked at the crow in his arms, raised the crow's wings and shouted in fear:

"Hey! Crows! Crows! ”

"It's okay!"

Muichiro shook the crow vigorously.

The crow woke up leisurely, and it looked around in a daze.

"East Northeast... To the East Northeast..."A hoarse voice came from the throat:

“… Nada Spider Mountain. ”

"Karma."

Then his neck crooked, and he passed out again.

Looked at.

Muichiro's pupils shrank, he held the crow, and shouted in surprise:

"Raven ——!!"

……

Meanwhile.

Nada Spider Mountain.

The dark mountain forest took root, and a faint mist filled the air, and the dim sunlight struggled through the dense forest and fell into the mist.

The crystal clear spider silk immediately turned into ashes and disappeared the moment it touched the sunlight.

On the mountainside sits a dilapidated mansion, cobwebs stitched across the tattered wooden walls.

In the mansion.

It was pitch black and shabby, but there was not the slightest ray of sunlight to penetrate it.

In a room lit with a candle flame.

A young man with white hair twisted at the ends of his hair that seemed to wrap his face around him, sat here expressionlessly.

His skin was pale, and his blue eyelashes were motionless in the candlelight.

"What is this?"

In front of her, a female ghost with narrow pupils and scarlet pupils was looking down at the red saucer full of blood in front of her.

"Blood?" She raised her head and looked at the white-haired boy in front of her with trembling eyes.

In the young man's pupils, this handwriting is inscribed:

[Winding] [IV]

"Drink it." A cold voice came out of his mouth:

"I will give you strength."

- Can this kind of thing be done?!

The corners of the female ghost's eyebrows trembled slightly.

It's not just that adult who can...

"Drink it."

It seemed that she was being stared at, and she shivered, and no longer dared to look directly into the young man's eyes, but grabbed the plate in front of her and lifted it:

"Goo-toot!"

The throat squirmed up and down, and the blood in the saucer kept pouring into the mouth.

"Yes." The young man looked straight at the scene in front of him, without the slightest fluctuation of emotions, he just stated calmly:

"Don't be afraid of ghost hunters anymore."

"Congratulations."

He said word by word:

"In this way, we are truly family."

Bang dang!

Halfway through the drink, the female ghost's hand suddenly stiffened, and the dish fell uncontrollably.

"Ahem! Ho! She clutched her neck hard, the dense green tendons spreading, and she screamed in pain.

Crystal saliva drooped with a roar.

The teenager didn't react any superfluously.

The light of the candle flame danced in his silver-white eyes, and there was no emotion in his eyes:

"Me, tired family."

(End of chapter)