Tang An V/S Sanemi

"Just as they said, my strength has not reached the level of a Hashira, I'm sorry."

"If possible, I hope to become Tsuguko of Love Hashira."

Tang An rejected Kagaya's proposal; he wanted to keep a low profile.

Becoming a Hashira suddenly would attract attention. However, becoming a Tsuguko of Mitsuri would be more discreet.

In the world of Demon Slayer, a Tsuguko is a Demon Slayer Corps member personally trained by a Hashira, requiring exceptional talent.

"Ah, become my Tsuguko."

Mitsuri blinked her big eyes, looking a bit silly. She didn't expect Tang An to want to be her Tsuguko.

"In that case, I'll leave you to Mitsuri."

Kagaya still smiled, not feeling disappointed by Tang An's refusal.

"Yes... I will do my best."

Mitsuri stood up with a serious expression, while Tang An just nodded.

"This guy is so rude."

Next to them, Sanemi's face looked even uglier.

In his view, Tang An was disrespectful, not only rejecting Master Kagaya but also not expressing gratitude.

"Well then, let's each go back! Tang An, I'll leave you in Mitsuri's care."

"Yes."

As Kagaya spoke, everyone respectfully bowed and left the room.

"Does he really have the strength to become a Hashira?"

After everyone left, Amane supported Kagaya.

"Yes, and he's stronger than everyone else."

Kagaya answered confidently as if he could sense Tang An's strength.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, Tang An, who was about to leave with Mitsuri, was stopped.

"Is there something you need?"

Tang An looked at Sanemi with a calm expression.

"You rude guy, don't think killing a Lower moon would make you strong."

Without warning, Sanemi attacked directly, wanting to teach Tang An a lesson.

"Sanemi, he's my Tsuguko."

Mitsuri got a bit angry, swiftly moving in front of Tang An, her cheeks puffed up even when angry, looking cute.

"Step aside."

Sanemi showed a fierce expression; it seemed he would attack if Mitsuri didn't move.

"It's okay"

"But."

Mitsuri wanted to stop him. She had never seen Tang An take action, but she knew Sanemi's strength, so she was worried that Tang An would get hurt.

"If I can't handle it, come out and protect me."

Tang An reached out and patted Mitsuri's head shamelessly.

"Alright... I'll do my best!"

Mitsuri's heart pounded, blushing, and she could hardly think straight.

Rengoku and Shinobu were a bit shocked; they had never seen Mitsuri show such a shy expression. And a man pampering Mitsuri's head in such a way emitted the stench of romance!

"Coward, how can you let a woman protect you."

Sanemi was furious, uttering such words as if it were a matter of course.

"Come on!"

Tang An beckoned, surrounded by golden lightning.

Sanemi also generated a strong wind around him. Both sides didn't hold their swords; Sanemi just wanted to teach Tang An a lesson, not kill him.

"Breath of Wind, First Form: Dust Whirlwind Cutter! "

Even without wielding the Nichirin sword, Sanemi still utilized the power of Wind Breathing. He quickly approached Tang An, his right hand surrounded by wind blades, a punch aimed at Tang An's chest.

"Crack..."

Tang An shifted a step, transforming into lightning in a zigzag pattern behind Sanemi. He also threw a punch.

"Second Form: Claw purifying Wind!"

Sanemi reacted quickly, grabbing the air with his right hand, and producing four claw-shaped wind blades. They were sharp enough to easily cut through rocks.

Surprisingly, Tang An didn't dodge; the chest instantly burst with blood, and he was sent flying like a cannonball.

After smashing through the courtyard, Tang An lay in the rubble, pale. Four deep claw marks on his chest were visible down to the bone. His breath plummeted as if he could die at any moment.

"Is that all you've got?"

Sanemi, high and mighty, looked down with disdain.

"Tang An, are you okay!"

Mitsuri hurriedly ran to Tang An, nearly crying at the sight of his blood-soaked chest.

"I'm fine."

Tang An weakly shook his head, then looked at Sanemi. "Indeed, you're a Wind Hashira. I lost."

"Humph, you are weak."

Sanemi crossed his arms, leaving without a care.

With Mitsuri's support, Tang An coughed silently.

"Use this for healing!"

Shinobu approached, taking out a potion from her sleeve.

Since she had a weak physique, she couldn't decapitate demons like other Hashiras, but she compensated by creating toxins to make up for her lack of strength. Besides, she managed the medical facility called "Butterfly Mansion" and treated severely injured team members.

"Thank you."

Tang An expressed his gratitude.

As for Rengoku, he had already left at some point.

Finally, Shinobu also left, leaving only Mitsuri supporting Tang An, heading towards her residence.

To be honest, with such a minor injury, Tang An could easily recover. However, he suppressed his recovery rate.

Returning to Mitsuri's residence, it was already dusk.

Tang An's injury surprised Hazawa and Kyoka.

"it's too much, how can a hashira hurt him like this."

In the room, seeing Tang An sleep deeply, Hazawa and Kyoka followed Mitsuri out of the room, unable to help but complain.

"It's all my fault."

Mitsuri's enthusiasm was also low, full of self-blame.

Even though Tang An had been comforting her all the way back.

"It's all because of that Wind Hashira."

"That's right."

Hazawa and Kyoka were indignant.

"Master Mitsuri, has Mr. Tang An really become your Tsuguko?"

After being angry for a while, the three returned to the living room, and Kyoka asked.

"Yes."

Mitsuri nodded.

"Then, he will be referred to as Lord Tang An from now on."

Hazawa and Kyoka were very happy. Now that Tang An had become the Tsuguko of a Hashira, his status was much higher than theirs. Therefore, to show respect, they needed to address him as Lord.

"Tonight, I have to go on patrol and visit the village of the swordsmiths to prepare the Nichirin sword for Tang An. It may take five or six days. When Tang An wakes up, please inform him. Also, let him rest well."

Mitsuri patted her head, responsible for the safety of a specific area like every Hashira. The task was not easy.

Mitsuri had a strong sense of responsibility. Since becoming a Hashira, despite occasional demon attacks on civilians in her area, she would do her utmost to protect them.

"Got it."

"Then, I'll leave."

"Be careful, Master Mitsuri"

As Mitsuri disappeared into the night, Hazawa and Kyoka went on with their respective tasks.

Late at night.

Tang An suddenly opened his eyes.

Getting up and lifting the blanket, he stood and looked at his chest, covered with a colorful five-color light where the wounds were rapidly healing in the steam.

Tang An was utilizing the regenerative ability of the Titan.

In just over thirty seconds, the deep bone-visible claw marks disappeared.

At this moment, Tang An's eyes were filled with cold light. He was not a person without a temper.

From the moment Sanemi provocatively attacked, Tang An had already sentenced him to death.

If it weren't for the regenerative and recovery abilities of the Titan, Tang An would take at least a week to recover from such injuries.

And that's under the assumption that Tang An is not an ordinary person.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have died already.

Walking out of the bedroom into the courtyard, Tang An soared into the air, standing in mid-air, finding a direction, and then turning into a golden lightning, quickly disappearing.

The Thunder breathing not only could combine with the shave but also with the Moon Steps.

During the day, he had subtly inquired about all the areas each Hashira was responsible for from Mitsuri.

Now, Tang An was not happy with Sanemi hurting him.