Chapter 72: Hesitation will lead to defeat.
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The moment Himejima's voice fell.
"Roar!!" The coward demon in front of him suddenly grew larger, quickly changing from the size of a mouse to over two people tall!
The word in the timid demon's tongue gradually twisted, turning into the word "hate", and his body also swelled accordingly.
A huge shadow suddenly enveloped Tanjuro, the hateful demon quickly turned around, he opened his mouth angrily, his fangs protruding from his mouth:
"Don't bully...!!" He roared.
Because Tanjuro's sword was stuck in the hateful demon's neck.
So, when the Urami demon turned around and faced Tanjuro.
The distance between the two was particularly close.
In an instant.
The Urami demon's red eyes, the flower card earring that was slightly shaking in his earlobe was reflected.
Whether it was Sekido or Karaku, he had never been so close to Tanjuro before.
Now.
"...Weak." The Urami demon's indignant words suddenly stalled, and the dominant tone suddenly swallowed into his stomach.
Tanjuro's appearance was instantly imprinted in his eyes.
The images imprinted in the blood vessels, with blurry black noise, were replayed in his mind.
An inexplicable fear and suffocation surged up in the Urami demon's heart.
That was a man in a red feather haori.
Standing there quietly.
What... what is this...
The Urami demon looked at Tanjuro, the picture in his mind couldn't be waved away, and his huge body began to tremble slightly.
A moment of trance in a battle is fatal.
Tanjuro raised his head, he didn't care about the hateful demon who was suddenly in a daze, but calmly took the Kusabimaru that was stuck in the Urami demon's neck.
Click.
After becoming Urami demon, the Coward demon still exists.
It's just that he's hiding in the heart of the hateful demon.
"...So familiar." Tanjuro took down the red-hot Kusabimaru, the sword pointed at the heart of the dazed Urami demon.
There, at this moment, there was a bright red assassination point.
At this moment, the stunned Urami Demon finally came to his senses, his tone was not as resentful as before, but somewhat rushed:
"Wait...wait!"
But Tanjuro did not hesitate.
TheKusabimaru slightly tilted, pressed against the chest of the Urami Demon, and stabbed upwards with force!
Plop!
The crimson blood flowed down the sword of Kusabimaru, but it evaporated into a blood mist halfway due to the high temperature of the sword.
He skillfully stabbed Kusabimaru into his "human" heart again.
With a transparent world, Tanjuro just pierced the neck of the body hidden in the heart of the Hate Demon with the sword.
"Puwaaaa!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the Urami Demon's mouth.
Suddenly.
Whoosh——
Bits of ashes floated in front of him.
"No...no cough cough..."
The Urami Demon knelt down weakly, he propped up Tanjuro with his hand, and seemed to be muttering something in his blood-spitting mouth.
Tanjuro lowered the Kusabimaru, watching the Urami Demon slowly fall to the ground and gradually turn into ashes.
"Hesitation will lead to defeat."
His tone was flat——just like someone had told him several times before.
...
At this moment.
The rustling friction sound came from the forest beside him.
"Ah! It's here after all!"
A child's exclamation came from there.
Tanjuro looked back slightly.
The young Tokito Muichiro, pulling his father and brother, smiling happily, came from the forest
Walking towards this side.
Muichiro let go of his father's hand and waved to Tanjuro:
"Hello——!"
"Uncle, are you here for real combat too?"
"...?"
Tanjuro, with his sword hanging down, stared blankly at the Tokito family coming from the forest.
Tanjuro blinked his eyes, his dazed vision refocused several times before he was sure he was not hallucinating.
——Tokito Muichiro?
He was surprised to see Tokito Muichiro wearing a cloud pattern.
Muichiro...appeared in the Swordsmith Village.
His gaze slowly moved to Tadaichiro next to Muichiro, with dark red hair, braided, and smiling with his head down.
Tanjuro was stunned for a while before recognizing——this was his father who only lived in Muichiro's memory.
Since he noticed that Hantengu and Gyokko's Upper Rank numbers have advanced, and the time of the attack on the Swordsmith Village has also been advanced.
He knew that the original plot had long been messed up by him.
But——
Tanjuro's gaze moved to the sword around Muichiro's waist.
——Has it been messed up like this?
He was greatly shocked.
At this time.
Tanjuro noticed Rengoku Shinjuro, who was leaning against a tree next to him, resting with his arms folded.
The two looked at each other, and the latter nodded at Tanjuro.
Slap!
"Idiot!"
Yuichiro, who heard Muichiro's words, was suddenly startled, and slapped his younger brother somewhat speechlessly:
"The only ones who come for real combat are us!"
He said with a frown, and sneakily glanced at Tanjuro: "What are you talking nonsense with others!"
"It hurts! Brother!" Muichiro covered his slapped head, and shouted at Yuichiro unwillingly:
"Don't always hit my head, it will make me stupid!"
Seeing this.
"...?"
Yuichiro clicked his tongue, his expression gradually becoming silent.
Pouting his mouth, he took a deep look at Muichiro.
Both the father and Muichiro.
They are all strangers they met on the road, why did they follow without any guard.
And there's more!
Yuichiro slightly furrowed his brows, recalling the sight of Gyokko and Hantengu he had just seen, a chill ran down his spine.
——There is obviously something wrong with these things!
Why can you guys deal with it so calmly!
Yuichiro slowly turned his head away, no longer speaking.
Muichiro, holding his head, looked strangely at his own brother, but soon remembered what he originally wanted to do.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked towards Tanjuro:
"Ah, right, uncle!"
Muichiro put down his hand that was holding his head, as if he wasn't the one who had just been hit:
"Just now! That one!" His eyes were full of joy, and he couldn't help but gesture with his hands:
"The 'whoosh' and 'pop', the sword technique that hit that eel in one go, how did you do it!"
Muichiro took a deep breath, he clenched his fist, slightly raised it, his eyes were full of longing:
"So amazing!"
He had another sentence in his heart that he didn't say out loud.
Although that six-eyed uncle's sword technique is also very powerful, his appearance is a bit too scary!
Tanjuro stared at Muichiro, not speaking——the other party's exceptionally cheerful and lively personality really surprised him.
However.
He glanced at Muichiro's smiling father, and Yuichiro, who was standing next to him with his arms folded and his head turned away.
With his family around him, he might just have this personality.
After the surprise.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Tanjuro quickly looked around, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, a chill rose from his back.
How——
——Something feels off.
After Muichiro finished speaking, Tanjuro felt a rather eerie sense of crisis, like a thorn in his back.
At this time.
"Haha." Tokito Tadaichiro patted the heads of his two sons, raised his head and laughed twice at Tanjuro, somewhat embarrassed:
"That... sorry, the two kids are quite playful."
He smiled, his tone was very calm, his eyes squinted:
"Nice to meet you, my name is Tokito Tadaichiro."
"We are... in actual combat training."
Tadaichiro explained, he pointed to the ashes that Hantengu had turned into, and asked:
"Sir, do you know where there are moving trees like this, I have chopped it, but my two sons still need to try."
Tanjuro looked at Tadaichiro blankly.
——?
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