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393. parting(1/3)

"Do you think it's Linlong? Lin..."

Iron Tomb raised his head and looked at Xuan Hao who came to the door, as if he wanted to get recognition.

But he froze as soon as his name was called.

Because the man in front of him was not the Rin Taki Sakonji he was familiar with!

He and Lin Taki are old friends. He was responsible for making the Nichirin Sword when this guy was still a water column, and he will never admit his mistake.

"you……"

Although the man in front of him was wearing Lintaki's clothes and a Tengu mask, he could tell at a glance that he was fundamentally different from his friend.

Thinking of the sad thing, Tanjiro lowered his head in despair and did not notice the situation behind him.

"Shh-"

The Iron Tomb looked at the man wearing the Tengu mask behind Tanjiro with some horror.

This man slowly raised his fingers in front of the mask, exuding an extremely frightening aura, and an invisible majesty locked onto him through Tanjiro.

"Gulu..."

Iron Tomb swallowed and swallowed the words that came to his lips. The face hidden under the 'Fire Man' mask was dripping with cold sweat. He felt that if he said one more word, he would probably die on the spot.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

Iron Tomb laughed to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"The knife...I've also delivered the knife, so I won't disturb you. I'll take my leave!"

"well?"

Tanjiro looked at the Iron Tomb who suddenly left with some confusion.

Because Iron Tomb was wearing a 'Fire Man' mask, he could not see Iron Tomb's nervous expression at this moment, but he just felt that this man was very strange.

"Why don't you come inside and sit for a while?"

"No, no, I have other things to do..."

Iron Tomb waved his hand and backed away, but as soon as he took a step back, his shoulder was held down.

"Don't say that, Steel."

Xuan Hao came to the Iron Tomb and patted his shoulder. His hoarse voice came out from under the mask. The gentle tone and intimate movements made the two of them look like they had been friends for many years.

"You've already come, how can you leave without having a cup of tea?"

"yes!"

Tanjiro also simply agreed.

He had just heard the name "Rinlong" being called by the Iron Tomb, and now he heard the teacher calling him "Steel" affectionately. He must have known each other.

"Mr. Steel must have had a hard time coming here! Why don't you sit inside first? You and the teacher are friends. You talk first, and I'll boil a pot of water and make tea!"

As he said that, Tanjiro quickly ran to fill the wooden bucket on the side with water.

"Okay...Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obey..."

Feeling the force coming from his shoulders, the Iron Tomb surrendered.

Tanjiro, who was busy not far away, did not notice this. Steel Mound turned his head to look at the man pretending to be his old friend Rin Taki Sakonji with some guilt.

He understood that this man's actions just now were a warning to him not to talk too much, but he still had some doubts in his heart. Who is this guy? Why did he pretend to be Lin Long? Where did the real Lin Long go?

"Don't be so nervous."

Noticing Iron Tomb's nervous gaze, Xuanhao let go of his hand on his shoulder.

"The real Lintaki should stay with Ubuyashiki and protect him now. I just have to temporarily act as him for some reason. All the arrangements are to deal with Kibutsuji Mukai, you'd better pretend to be everything." I don’t know, do you understand?”

"Ming...understood."

Iron Tomb finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he would be killed and silenced.

Although I don't know what happened, but since this person didn't kill him, there should be no reason to deceive him.

Soon, Tanjiro made tea and the three of them gathered around the table.

Tanjiro's eyes were focused on the brand new Nichirin sword on the table at this moment.

This is the first Nichirin sword specially made for him. He wanted to take a closer look just now, but the teacher and Mr. Steel were both there, so he was a little restrained.

"Okay, this knife is already yours."

As soon as the topic came to 'knives', Iron Tomb seemed to have forgotten everything that had just happened, and started to chatter again.

"Come on, come on! Pull out the knife first and let me see!"

As he spoke, he stared intently at Tanjiro who was holding the scabbard.

Tanjiro was a little nervous when he was looked at with such passionate eyes.

"Okay...ok."

He was a little confused as to why this man was so excited, but he still honestly pulled out the Nichirin Sword from its sheath.

"The Nichirin Sword is a sword that changes color according to the owner's characteristics. You may have a chance to see the rare crimson blade!"

Iron Tomb rubbed his hands with some excitement.

"Is there anything special about a red knife?"

Tanjiro was a little confused.

"It's nothing special." Xuan Hao said, "It's just a different color. It has no impact on the quality of the knife."

"oh……"

The long sword slowly drew out of the scabbard, and Tanjiro looked at the sword in his hand as if he didn't understand.

The transparent blade slowly began to change color from the ordinary metallic color.

The deep black began to spread along the blade to the tip. Finally, the Nichirin sword in his hand had completely turned into a dull and deep black, as black as a crow's feathers, and looked ominous.

"Huh? Black!?"

Steel Tomb looked at Tanjiro with some surprise as he felt the Nichirin Sword in his hand.

"What's wrong with black?"

Tanjiro was still confused. Didn't the teacher say that the color would have no effect? ​​But this color does look a bit unlucky.

Just now, Mr. Steel said that I am the son of the sun, which symbolizes good omen... It seems that my luck is not very good. Thinking of this, Tanjiro became a little disappointed.

"No...it's nothing." Iron Tomb was a little disappointed, "It's just that black is rare. In a way, you are quite lucky, but...damn it! I thought I could see the legendary crimson blade. Woolen cloth!"

"The legendary crimson blade..."

Xuanhao looked thoughtfully at the Nichirin Sword in Tanjiro's hand. He thought that Iron Tomb might have misunderstood something. The legendary crimson blade did not seem to be the original color of the Nichirin Sword.

But ‘He Dao’.

That was a technique used by Enichi Tsukuni, which made the blade turn red and seemed to cause additional damage to the ghost.

"Okay, it doesn't matter what color it is."

Xuanhao comforted Tanjiro who looked a little disappointed, "The important thing is that from now on you are a real Demon Slayer swordsman. Don't forget your purpose of becoming a swordsman."

"Yes, teacher!"

After listening to Xuanhao's words, Tanjiro quickly cheered up. The teacher was right! My goal of becoming a swordsman is to find a way to turn Nezuko back into a human. It doesn't matter what color the sword is. .

After confirming the color of the Nichirin Knife, the Iron Tomb instantly lost its excitement, sat there for a while and then left.

Soon after, it seemed that Tanjiro knew that he had obtained the Nichirin Sword and became a swordsman, and his rook quickly came to the cabin with a mission to find him.

"Quack quack——"

"Kamado Tanjiro! Go immediately to the town in the northwest to hunt evil spirits! This is your first job!"

"Girls disappear mysteriously every night in the towns in the northwest! Be careful!"

"So fast!?"

Tanjiro, who was not yet mentally prepared, was a little surprised. He subconsciously turned his attention to his teacher, as if he wanted to seek advice.

"Teacher...what should I do?"

"How to do it? Of course, kill ghosts!"

Xuan Hao hit him on the head with a bang, "Do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing?"

"No...you misunderstood. I wanted to ask...what should Nezuko do?"

Tanjiro covered his head and felt aggrieved.

He himself had no problem at all. The problem was how to arrange Nezuko.

The Demon Slayer Corps has been living away from home all year round when they are on missions, so they can't always leave Nezuko under the care of their teacher. After all, she is his sister, and as an older brother, he has to do something.

"Of course you should ask Nezuko directly about this kind of thing."
To be continued...
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