Chapter 59.

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"Hehe..."

Gyokko looked at Muzan with anticipation, elaborating on his discovery in his heart—he didn't want others to steal his credit.

Although this piece of information was also 'stolen' from other demons.

Muzan stared at Gyokko's amber pupils, after reading the other party's inner thoughts.

This idea came to his mind.

...The village of swordsmiths?

—Going to die?

But he glanced at Doma who was eager to move, thought for a while, and answered perfunctorily:

"...If the news is true, go with Hantengu."

After speaking, Muzan gently waved his hand.

Clang!

Nakime understood, her hand brushed over the biwa, and immediately a door with bright light appeared under all Upper Rank.

"…Hmm?" The wooden door under Gyokko's head suddenly opened, revealing a room full of pots outside, he instinctively looked down.

With only his head left, he fell straight down.

Akaza, with his head down, looked at the wooden door that suddenly appeared under him, he was stunned for a moment, then his furrowed brows could no longer be suppressed.

He suddenly raised his head and shouted at Muzan:

"Muzan-sama!"

"Please let me also go ahead——"

Before he could finish.

Creak——!

The wooden door under him suddenly opened, Akaza, who was just about to stand up, stepped into the air and fell straight out of the Infinite Castle.

Muzan slightly turned his body and glanced at the place where Akaza fell.

Useless.

All frontal attacks are in vain.

Now, the only way out.

——Is the Blue Spider Lily.

His crimson eyes gradually firmed.

...

...

Outside.

The streets of the town.

The pale moonlight spilled on the blood-stained street, a disheveled figure was slowly crawling along the street.

My name is Mizuki Nanami, 17 years old, a common apprentice in a photo studio.

Just now, I encountered the biggest shock in my life——

"...Leave here, leave here." The girl holding the box trembled and used her fingers to adjust the glasses she found from the pile of limbs, and slowly crawled out of the dojo:

"What is that..." She muttered to herself with a trembling mouth.

Recalling the "person" with pink eyelashes who had just punched next to her.

Mizuki Nanami was startled for a moment, and instinctively tightened the box she was holding in her arms.

What she was holding in her arms was a camera borrowed temporarily from the photo studio, a more portable model in this era.

At this moment, she was holding her breath, her face was pale, enduring the urge to vomit, and kept crawling out.

As for why she was crawling——her legs were soft and she couldn't stand up.

At this time.

The entrance of the dojo.

Whoosh——

Bang!

Akaza, who had just disappeared, fell from mid-air again and slammed heavily onto the ground.

Akaza hung his head low, staring at the ground with resentment, his face extremely gloomy, he couldn't help but clenched his fist, motionless.

Like he was frozen for a while.

Behind him, Mizuki Nanami, who was holding the box, also froze for a while.

Akaza's breathing gradually became rapid, and the veins climbed on the obvious muscles:

Creak...

"Upper Rank One...!"

"You dare... to die just like that!"

"Bastard!"

Akaza raised his head, his pupils were about to burst, reflecting the moon and the engraved "Two".

Just as Akaza raised his head and angrily talked to himself.

Behind him.

"...!!"

Mizuki Nanami, with a pale face, was scared and sat down at the entrance of the dojo.

Her limbs were covered with slippery blood and small pieces of body tissue, she looked terrified at Akaza who suddenly appeared.

Her pupils trembled violently, her mouth was open but she couldn't scream.

——Why?

——Why did he suddenly appear, didn't he leave?!

Her hand holding the camera-like box was trembling slightly, under the moonlight, half of the glasses on her face had already shattered.

——I had just plucked up the courage to crawl out of that pile of bodies!

——Just out the door, and I ran into this guy who fell from the sky!

——I, I'm just an apprentice at a photo studio!

Perhaps it was fear, or perhaps it was a trembling hand.

The box camera, which was prepared to take pictures for the students of the dojo, was accidentally touched by her trembling hand.

Boom!

With a slight sound.

She took a picture of Akaza's back.

In the silent night, the sound of the camera was so clear.

!!

Mizuki Nanami, holding the camera, leaning against the wall of the dojo, her heart shattered in an instant, her body completely stiffened in place.

"...Ah." The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, her eyes, filled with despair, looked at the ground beside her, filled with regret:

"...It's over."

This damn camera... shouldn't have been saved...

But fortunately.

Akaza just glanced at her slightly.

Swish!

Then he turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the spot.

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Not until the next morning, a girl covered in blood was found unconscious in front of the martial arts hall.

...

The next day.

Early morning.

Butterfly Mansion.

The children are not in the courtyard at the moment—they followed Kanroji Mitsuri, who also has an overflowing childlike heart, and Iguro Obanai, who claimed to be worried and followed along, to play at the nearby Rengoku house.

Therefore, Tanjuro and Kie had a rare space for two people, and they were sitting together in the corridor at the moment, enjoying the tranquility of the early morning.

"Tanjuro."

"Hmm?"

"Is it really okay for us to... stay here all the time?" Kie turned her head, her eyes somewhat worried, she felt uncomfortable staying for a long time:

"Although we are helping, but..."

"It's okay." Tanjuro shook his head, he held Kie's hand, comforting her: "We have done enough."

At this time.

A pitch-black crow circled in the sky, then dived towards the courtyard:

"Caw! Kamado Tanjuro!"

Flapping its wings, the crow landed in the corridor of the Butterfly Mansion, shouting at Tanjuro who was sitting with Kie in the courtyard:

"You have a reply!"

Upon hearing this, Kie let go of Tanjuro's hand, she pointed at the crow:

"Quick, a crow is looking for you."

"Alright." Tanjuro nodded with a smile, then turned his head to look at the crow, and reached out to it:

"Is it a reply from Ubuyashiki?"

"Caw, yes."

A few days ago, he did write a letter to Ubuyashiki Kagaya.

The general content of the letter was—he wanted a durable Nichirin Sword.

And, he wanted a crow.

The reason for wanting a crow is simple.

—He wanted to try, by using the paper man he obtained before, whether he could release a ninjutsu similar to 'Mist Crow'.

The crow hopped onto Tanjuro's hand, took off the paper tied to its leg, and handed it to Tanjuro:

"Caw!"

It explained:

"As per your request, from now on, I am your crow!"

"My name is Gohachiro! Please take care of me!"

Tanjuro's hand that just opened the envelope stiffened slightly, he looked at the crow, and asked somewhat doubtfully:

"Sorry, your name is...?"

"Gohachiro! Caw!" The crow flapped its wings, answering Tanjuro: "What's wrong, Kamado-san?"

"...No, nothing." Tanjuro looked somewhat surprised, he stretched out his hand and stroked the crow's head with his finger, shaking his head.

—The name he casually made up for Kokushibo was also Gohachiro.

After staring at the crow for a while, Tanjuro put his gaze on the letter.

"What is written in it?" Kie leaned over slightly, she leaned over to look at the content of the envelope.

Then she read it out softly:

"...Invitation... to go to the village of swordsmiths..."

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