Gifts for girls

"I will eat you bastard."

Though Wakuraba was fast, but without the nichirin sword, Tang An couldn't kill him.

Wakuraba showed no fear, only unbridled rage.

Tang An remained silent, using two fingers to dig out Wakuraba's eyeballs, tossing them casually in his hand, like walnuts.

With a squish, he turned them into liquid, staring intently at Wakuraba's blood-soaked empty eye sockets.

In just a minute, Wakuraba's eyes regenerated.

At this moment, Wakuraba's headless corpse, seemingly controlled all along, attacked.

"Quite interesting, how can you control your body when your head is in my hands?"

Tang An didn't look back, his breathing alternated between rapid and thunderous, wielding the knife as a blurred form, reducing the headless corpse to a pile of flesh in the next second.

"It seems only the nichirin sword and sunlight can kill you. I wonder if roasting you over a fire would do the trick."

Tang An muttered to himself, taking out a rope from the cycle compartment, impaling Wakuraba's head like a pig's head, and tying it to the back of the cycle. Ignoring Wakuraba's curses and threats, he leisurely headed towards Mitsuri House in the night.

In Tang An's hands, Wakuraba had no chance of retaliation.

The combination of Thunder Breathing and Shave significantly boosted Tang An's speed.

Though not reaching true lightning speed, but he was approaching the sound barrier.

"Damn..."

Dragging on the ground, Wakuraba angrily shouted, "Let me go if you have guts and fight me!"

Tang An, unfazed, smoked a cigarette while riding his bicycle.

About an hour later, Tang An saw Mitsuri House in the distance, the only place with lights within several kilometers.

Wakuraba's threats grew more desperate but futile.

"Tang An is back."

Mitsuri, Hazawa, and Kyoka enjoying dinner, left their seats and went to the entrance.

"I'm back."

Tang An, smiling, dismounted the bicycle as the three girls approached.

"I heard from Hazawa that you went to the city."

Mitsuri curiously looked at the various large packages on the bicycle.

"Yes, I'll be bothering you for some time, so I got you some gifts from the city as a small token."

"Gifts?"

Mitsuri's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"All of these are for you."

Tang An nodded.

"So many, all for us?"

Mitsuri couldn't contain her excitement, circling the bicycle.

Wakuraba, left in the dust, sweated in fear, sensing Hashira's presence.

"Let's go into the yard! I don't know your preferences, so I bought a variety."

Tang An pushed his bicycle into the yard.

"Oh, what's this?"

Kyoka, walking behind, looked at Wakuraba in surprise.

"Oh! This is a demon I encountered on my way back. Since I couldn't kill him without the Sunlight, so I brought back his head."

"Oh!"

Hazawa glanced briefly, while Mitsuri's attention was solely on the gifts.

Kyoka, holding the rope, looked at Wakuraba with a careful eye.

"Miss Mitsuri... Miss Mitsuri, this demon is the Lower Moon Three: Wakuraba."

Kyoka's voice trembled, fear evident on her face.

"What?"

Now both Hazawa and Mitsuri snapped back.

"What do you want to do!"

Wakuraba looked at the three, especially Mitsuri, with hidden fear.

"Mr. Tang An... you actually defeated the third-ranked Lower Moon."

Hazawa and Kyoka were shocked.

"yeah, he was not that strong."

Tang An opened one of the packages, revealing five plump watermelons.

"Let's not worry about him. Come over and have some watermelon."

"Wow! Watermelon!"

Mitsuri eagerly ran to Tang An, practically drooling.

"But..."

Hazawa and Kyoka were more cautious.

"Mitsuri, taste it"

Tang An beckoned.

"Then I'll start."

Dividing a watermelon into four slices, Mitsuri joyfully began tasting it.

"So sweet."

Hazawa and Kyoka also enjoyed the moment.

"After eating watermelon, let's check the gifts I got for you."

"Okay, okay."

After a few minutes.

"Wow... What is this?"

Mitsuri, Hazawa, and Kyoka looked at various girls' clothing, cosmetics, jewelry, dresses, and shoes as if a whole store had been brought in.

The three shone with excitement, their attention was solely on the gifts.

"Take your time choosing. I'll go rest for a bit. And don't forget about this guy."

After finishing the watermelon, Tang An looked at the energetic girls, yawned, and headed to the room assigned by Hazawa.

He planned to get a good night's sleep and start training tomorrow.

Hunting the Children of Destiny and dealing with villains could wait; Tang An needed to wait for Nezuko to adapt to the sunlight.

The three girls seemed oblivious, fully absorbed in the gifts.

Back in his room, Tatami mats neatly stacked with fresh bedding, Tang An saw the light curtain.

The Natural Month had reset the dice; he had to wait thirty days for the first Natural Month reward dice roll.

Apart from that, there was the New World reward dice roll.

But Tang An had already used it during the day.

He got ten boxes of potato chips. In any case, he didn't get a penalty, so it was a win.

Turning off the light curtain, Tang An looked at the ceiling and began contemplating.

In Attack on Titan world, no matter how he trained, he couldn't progress, possibly reaching the power system's ceiling of that world, making further advancement impossible.

He wondered if this world operated similarly. If so, Tang An estimated he'd be frustrated, unable to enhance his strength until reaching the next world.

"I hope not!"

Tang An sighed, closed his eyes, and started breathing evenly.

In just thirty seconds, Tang An fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Thunder Breathing continued, indicating that Tang An had mastered it to the level of Total Concentration."

Total Concentration - Constant mastery was the minimum requirement to approach Hashira's strength.

To become a Hashira, one had to master breathing to a Constant level.

In the world of Demon Slayer, Hashiras were the strongest.