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51.04% Demon Slayer : The Silent Journey / Chapter 73: Forebonding

Chương 73: Forebonding

[3rd POV]

"Seiji is WHAT!!!!"

Even Kanao who was a few rooms away studying showed a reaction. She hopped in her place like a timid rabbit and her face was genuinely shocked.

"Keep it down will you," Kanae said and put a hand on Shinobu's mouth. "Shhhh."

Shinobu kept eye contact with her sister and she took long and controlled breaths before she finally calmed down. Kanae removed her hand and then Shinobu immediately asked her the biggest question in her mind.

"Seiji is engaged?! With who?"

"That's the thing, I don't know."

"Wait, when did you even learn about this?"

"In the Hashira meeting we had four days ago. Master Ubuyashiki congratulated him on his engagement and it was only then that I found out," Kanae said.

"So that means it's true," Shinobu said, her voice laced with emotions, "That bastard, why didn't he tell me?"

"I was initially upset about it as well but then I realised that he had no reason to tell us," Kanae said brutally, slightly offending Shinobu who thought they were close enough with Seiji to be informed of these things.

"It's his private affairs and from what I observed, it seemed like he did not have much attachment to the person he is engaged to," Kanae said thoughtfully.

"You mean, he only accepted it to honour his parents or something?"

"Exactly,"

"But how can you be sure? You don't even know who he is engaged to,"

"I don't."

"Why didn't you ask him about the details?" Shinobu asked with eyes narrowed in confusion.

Kanae remained silent for a while before she released a sigh, "Because I was afraid."

That only made Shinobu confused.

"The thing is Shinobu..."

There was a dramatic pause. The two sisters were alone in their shared room and there was no other sound disturbing them. The silence was loud.

"I'm in love with Seiji as well,"

"....."

"....."

There was an awkward moment where the two sisters just stared at each other. Kanae was scanning her younger sister's face to find any reaction but Shinbu's face was just deadpan.

Then Shinbu finally closed her eyes and gave a harmless smile. It was her signature smile we saw in the anime.

"Don't tell me that's the punch line after all the build-up,"

"Eh?" Kanae blinked dumbly.

"Seriously? Did you only realise that you loved him four days ago?"

"Ehhhh!!! Wait a minute, you knew?!" Kanae asked, now she was the one who lost composure.

It was a justified thought. Imagine seeing someone who was more aware of your feelings than you. How out of touch with your emotions do you have to be for such a thing to happen?

It was embarrassing, very much so because she was the older sister.

"H-How did you know?"

Kanae had been ignoring her feelings for Seiji all this time due to her morals. But just because she ignored them doesn't mean that those feelings were not there. In fact, they were always there and people could see it in her behaviour even though she herself was unaware of it.

"I wouldn't say I knew it but I kind of expected it, so it came as no surprise," Shinobu shrugged. It was like seeing dark clouds in the sky, you were not surprised it rained.

"I also have feelings for him so it was easy enough to notice how you looked at him. You see him in the same light as I saw him. You would stare at him for a long time without even realising it and often times when he was away on a mission, you would look at the traces he left in the mansion and smile fondly, remembering him." Shinobu said and Kanae at this point was too embarrassed so she stopped her.

"But love huh," Shinobu smiled, "Gezz, big sis, that's a heavy word,"

Even she would not be so bold as to claim she loved Seiji. She knew that she liked him but there was a big difference between simply liking someone and loving them.

Kanae remained silent after the comment. There was not a doubt in her mind even after that. She loved him, it was beyond just liking someone.

The difference in their feelings came from the fact that Kanae was given much more attention and saved many times by Seiji. Meanwhile, he would only train and spend time hunting demons with Shinobu.

"This sucks. I feel like I'm losing something even though it was never mine," Shinobu said and flopped on her futon.

Kanae remained in her place and watched her sister in silence. Shinobu took a pillow and covered her face but otherwise, she made no further comments.

Seeing that, she silently made her way outside of the room and when she slid the door closed she released a sigh of relief.

...

She was relieved that Shinobu's feelings for Seiji seemed to be way lesser than hers. Her sister already seemed to be giving up and was in the process of getting over him.

That was good.

She always thought that her sister's feelings were the same or even more than hers but she learned today that it was not true, amongst other things she learned.

Now the last thread of hesitance snapped.

She smiled a knowing smile, a hopeful smile.

..

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[3rd POV]

"Hey, I heard from some lower demons that there is a beautiful girl in the demon slayer corps who uses flower breathing," a white-haired demon with blood on his lips said to another demon who was kneeling before him.

The white-haired demon had rainbow-coloured eyes that seemed to see everything in this world as amusement, something he could toy with. He was lying on his side and his right hand held the ample thigh of a beautiful woman.

"They say she has the beauty of a fairy, moving with grace and elegance while she slayed demons,"

"Lord Doma, you must be talking about Kanae Kocho, the flower Hashira," the demon kneeling down said. He was a demon slayer who chose to become a demon due to his greed for immortality.

The Upper Moon 2, Doma, had kept him around him at his whims. He would ask trivial questions he had about the Demon Slayer Corps and humans in general.

Which village had the most beautiful girls, how life as a Demon Slayer was, where and how the nichirin blades were made and like the question he asked now, who was the beautiful woman in the Demon Slayer corp?

"She is the greatest healer of the Demon Slayer Corp and she is indeed a beautiful woman, the best I've seen myself," the demon said.

Doma hummed and looked at the human leg he was holding. It had the soft flesh of a beautiful woman, it was a delicacy.

"I wonder, what she tastes like..." he whispered.

He thought about it for a moment and his desire seemed to mix well with their master's wish which was the eradication of the Demon Slayer Corp. Killing their healer should dramatically weaken them right?

"Can you get her to me?" Doma asked with an innocent smile like a close friend asking you to treat them to food.

"Ah," the demon gulped, "Well, she rarely leaves the Flower mansion since she is the main doctor. But often times she would go to villages that have been infected by diseases that spread naturally or due to the blood demon art of a demon,"

Domu tilted his head to the side, his smile was still the same but it suddenly looked less friendly.

"Why are you talking so much, can you do it or not?" a killing intent so chilling washed over the lower demon.

"I-I can! I can!!" the demon yelled as the killing intent faded.

"It will take some time but I can do it with my blood demon art."

"That's great then!!" Doma said with a friendly grin, "But don't make me wait too long, lest I kill you in my boredom,"

The demon was lost for words. After a long silence, he simply said.

"I understand."

....

Seiji had thought all this time that Kanae encountered Doma due to a weird twist of fate and misfortune.

He thought that his existence alone and the fact that he warned Kanae many times would be able to change this fate.

But turns out, that it was never an encounter of chance that Kanae met Doma.

She was targeted.

"Huh, I am oddly excited about this," Doma commented while looking at his arm which trembled slightly.

But was it really excitement that he felt? Doma who was so detached from emotions and often said to be emotionless did not know better.

Was it excitement or was it fear that stemmed from the bad premonition in his heart?

Every supernatural part of him, instincts, spells, and each individual cell, yelling, SCREAMING at him.

Don't do it.

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Double release


Chương 74: Steroid Breathing

[Seiji's POV]

After we had a nice conversation while drinking tea, Rengoku decided to resume his training. He left me and Mitsuri alone so that we could spend time together but instead of doing so, I brought Mitsuri outside to train her.

If she was going to become a demon slayer, I would make sure that she was the strongest that she could be. It would not only be a huge help to humanity but most importantly, it would keep her safe.

"I'm going to teach you a breathing style I created myself. It is not a complete breathing style so think of it as training wheels," I said. She had stars in her eyes that told me that she was excited to learn whatever it was I was going to teach her.

She was excited but she raised her hand in question.

I smiled seeing her that, "It's only the two of us Mitsuri, you don't have to raise your hand," I told her, "What is it?"

"Umm, what is a breathing style?"

A realization struck me like lightning and I robotically turned my head to Rengoku who was engrossed in his own physical training.

That guy had not even told her what breathing styles were. Was it really a good idea to leave her with him?

I helplessly shook my head and explained, "Breathing styles are the main tools of a demon slayer. By mastering certain breathing patterns and training your lungs to maximize your intake of oxygen, you can achieve supernatural strength,"

I paused, "Do you understand?"

"...Yes," she tilted her head.

She didn't understand.

Well, I guess we would have to start with the very basic of the basics. Not that I was complaining, teaching her was not a chore at all. She was mine after all, it was the same as training myself.

"Well, let's sit down and practice first shall we," I said and we both sat down in a lotus position. We were facing each other and I grabbed her hand with one hand and I pushed my other hand on her chest.

At first, my hand sank into her soft bosom and she blushed but they stopped when I pressed on her ribs. I acted professionally even though it demanded great self-control.

I felt the rhythmic expansion and contraction of her chest.

My eyes glow purple and I used an X-ray to see her pink healthy lungs. Like the rest of her body, her lungs were exceptionally large and powerful.

With my eyes and her already insane body, it would not be hard to teach her the basics at all. In fact, it would not be hard to get her to the level of a Hashira.

"What I'm about to teach you - like I said - is a breathing style that I created a long time ago. It is the easiest breathing to learn and also the most effective constant breathing," I said and started guiding her through the breathing patterns.

"It's called, steroid breathing,"

Steroid breathing allows your body to fully utilize your muscle capacity and also promotes quick regeneration and growth of the muscles. It was a breathing style that depended heavily on the user's body.

If your body was strong and you were genetically blessed, steroid breathing would work better on you. Like the substance it was named after, it was an enhancement to your body.

So the stronger your body, the stronger the enhancement.

Now imagine the enhancement on someone as special as Mitsuri who had pink muscles that were also 8 times denser than regular humans.

That would be a female version of Gyomei.

And so, I started cooking up a monster in the form of a cute waifu. The result of my effort would not be visible so soon but it was the beginning.

Also, I could rest easy knowing that Steroid Breathing would live on.

....

We spent the entire day training together. Mitsuri was not acting spoiled or anything with me, instead she was quite the opposite.

She was trying her hardest, she put more effort into training with me than she had ever done while she was training with Rengoku - he told me. She did not want to disappoint me so she tried her very best.

That meant progress was quick.

I could see her lungs with my eyes and I could guide her in detail to learn the breathing pattern. When she faced problems or had trouble learning, I would help her by pushing at her chest and forcing the air out of her lungs in the correct pattern.

That was a great help to her as she could feel what the correct way was - she only had to imitate.

She learned Steroid Breathing in no time. Now if she just learned constant breathing, it would greatly aid her in her training and recovery.

Hopefully, she doesn't grow a beard or something.

I would only be able to coach her for a day so I wrote manuals that she could follow and gifted them to her. At the end of our training, it was already dark and we went inside the house, cleaned ourselves and quickly went to bed.

I slept with Mitsuri, much to her giddy joy and embarrassment. I did nothing lewd to her or anything even though she would offer not an ounce of resistance if I pushed myself on her.

I didn't know why or how I did that either.

I guess when you were certain that something was yours, you did not immediately devour it. Instead, you cherish it because you are certain that no one will take it away from you.

But I remember just holding her tightly in my arms and I had one of the best sleep I'd ever had.

I woke up early the next morning before the sun had even risen. Rengoku had also already woken up but Mitsuri was still sleeping peacefully.

I silently got all of my gear and clothes together and with a final kiss on the sleeping Mitsuri, I decided to leave. My next destination was the swordsmith village where I would fix my sword.

"You're leaving? Don't you think you should say goodbye to her?" Rengoku asked when I was about to open the door.

"No, she's better off sleeping," besides, she said she hated goodbyes because it gave her the feeling that we wouldn't see each other again.

"Where are you headed to? Another mission?"

"I will go to the swordsmith village to get my sword fixed," I said and pulled out my chipped sword for him to see. His face immediately turned into shock.

I internally cringed as well when I saw the flawed state of my sword. I always kept it in a pristine and perfect condition, just like myself and my clothes.

Perfect movement also allowed me to make sure I never chipped my sword or damaged it so this was a shocking sight indeed.

"What happened?" he asked.

"It's from the other night when I ran into that demon," I answered, looking away from the ugly sword.

"....."

"You look like you have something to say," I said when I saw the look on his face. I was great at reading people so I knew.

".. It's just, my friend," Rengoku started, his vibrant yellow eyes - like raging fire - locked on mine with concern.

"Please take care of yourself. And make sure no matter what you feel, never let your emotions change you," he said.

"I will keep that in mind,"

"Don't be like my father," he said and that finally pierced his words to my heart.

His father was a man who was controlled and changed by the deep sorrow and sadness he had inside. He became hateful, he became a victim of his trauma and emotions.

I took another look at my sword - a by-product of my hate for that old demon. My rage and hatred had made me do things that I would never do otherwise.

"..."

"Thank you," I flashed a smile at Rengoku. "You are a great friend,"

"Hahahaha!!" he laughed, but making sure it was not too loud. "I try to be,"

He seemed proud that I appreciated his advice, unlike his father who would throw hands for it. Of course, seeing that, he had to add more.

"Keep your heart ablaze Seiji, be warm to your friends and burn your enemies. And make sure you don't burn yourself,"

"Ya ya ya, too much and it's corny. You can keep your ancestors' motto to yourself," I said, slid open the door and left. It was not the first time that he said those phrases, those were written in the Flame Breathing manual.

I could imagine him laughing behind me as I left with a new light in my eyes.

Heh, I still had a lot to learn huh?

The journey was just starting.

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[Seiji's POV]

I reached the swordsmith village in under a day. The terrain was rough and since it was meant to be in a hidden location, there were many secret routes that I had to tread but I was able to reach the swordsmith village with zero trouble.

I did not waste time and gave my sword to Hanzo who was absolutely shocked when he saw the state it was in. But since it was my first time and I had a good record of maintaining my sword, he did not scold me.

Instead, he gave me my old Odachi and said to wait a few days for my sword to be repaired. It was the sword of a Hashira which was made with the best of the best quality, so even repairing it would take some time.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience," I said with a bow.

"Don't worry about it, these things happen. But make sure you be careful next time," he said and immediately went to his workshop to fix my sword.

Having accomplished my task, I left the swordsmith village. Although I regret not enjoying the hot springs, I had no time to waste anymore.

With Raven sitting on top of my head, I immediately started getting assignments. I travelled towards the east and cleared any mission that popped up in that direction.

In just two nights, I was able to slay a total of eight demons and complete five assignments. I was not called the most efficient Hashira for nothing.

My eyes which underwent an upgrade while I was tracking the old demon were now even more effective in completing missions. A single glance around the forest and I could easily track any demon.

But on the third day, I slept in the morning and when noon arrived, I continued my travel. I was in the territory of the Water Hashira and just like I hoped, I ran into Giyu while he was on patrol.

A day patrol mostly consisted of the Hashira checking the surroundings to see if there were any traces of a demon left the previous night.

I met with Giyu and we decided to go to a restaurant nearby to have lunch. We ordered miso ramen and enjoyed the meal together.

"I heard that you killed a lower moon again. Thank you for your work," Giyu said before slurping on his noodles.

By the way, it was good manners to slurp the noodles loudly in Japan because it told the chef that you were enjoying them.

I could not hear it but I imagined this to be an annoying tradition for most people.

"It was my pleasure to slaughter them, " I admitted with a shrug while enjoying the soup, "What about you? I heard that you took a new Tsuguko again,"

One difference my existence made was that Giyu was now comfortable in his identity as a Hashira. So he had taken quite a number of Tsukugo even though he had taken none in the anime.

Giyu gave me a nod.

"How long?" I asked with knowing eyes.

"He spent two months with me before he created his own breathing style and left," Giyu said, trying to remain stoic but I could see that he was depressed.

He had been taking many Tsuguko and tried to train them to become his successor but they all left one way or another. Most of them just created their own breathing style instead of mastering Water Breathing.

That was the problem with Water Breathing. It was so versatile that many ended up creating a different variation. Most of the unique breathing styles were derived from water breathing like, flower breathing, insect breathing, oil breathing, ice breathing etc.

"I was hopeful this time because the candidate was very talented. But in the end, he branched out from the Water Breathing line," Giyu said.

"Really? What was his name?"

"Obanai Iguro. He created the Serpent breathing,"

I paused for a second before swallowing my soup loudly, "Obanai? Like the kid with two eye colours?"

"Yes, and don't call him a kid Seiji, he is older than you," he replied.

"How did you know him anyway?" he asked.

"Met him in one of my missions," I said and he nodded, accepting my answer.

That was an interesting piece of news. I never thought that Obanai would be a Tsuguko of Giyu at any point in his life.

I remember in the anime that they had some beef.

"Wait, did you two even get along?" I asked and Giyu was hesitant to answer at first before he said.

"I got along with him,"

I laughed, that was such a sad sentence, Why would nobody become friends with my good boy Giyu? He was so nice!!

Well, maybe his facial expression needed some work. He was too aloof, no one other than me could read him at all.

"So, what rank is he in now?"

"Tsuchinoe," Giyu answered.

Interesting, he should need at least one more year before becoming Hashira. But I couldn't wait to meet him, hopefully, he didn't crush on Mitsuri as he did in canon, lest I crush him.

We enjoyed the rest of our lunch before we separated again. A friend we may be but we had our own duties and responsibility.

The next day, my sword was finally finished and Hanzo came to deliver it to me.

And so the life of the Steroid Hashira continued.

Two months passed

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Author : Don't forget to give me stones. I got a whole cold so this week updates are uncertain but I'll try my best.

Patreon : Emmanuel_Capricorn. We got Seiji video edits and shits now so check it out.


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