Chapter 21: Tamayo.
Chapter 21: Tamayo.
In the night sky.
Murata was trying hard to turn his head.
A burst of light erupted not far away!
Whoosh——!
A black sword, like a shot arrow, broke the air from a distance and shot out!
Boom boom!
The black sword was wrapped in a vigorous burning, trailing a red sun flame with the thrust!
The flame that was born out of thin air was like the fiery red twilight at the end of the sky, echoing with the green and red tail flame.
The shallow waves around the sword turned into ripples and spread out!
The gorgeous flame drew a straight trace in the night sky, slightly illuminating Murata's stunned face who had just turned his head.
Plop!
Almost the moment the breaking sound came, the sword was directly inserted into the middle of the forehead of the demon that was rising behind Murata!
Since Murata was close enough, he even heard the sound of the sword entering the flesh.
Bang!
Perhaps because of the excessive force, the sword directly plunged deep into the demon's forehead, until the hilt harshly hit the skull, making a dull sound!
"Puhah cough ah——!!" The demon only felt an itch in the center of his eyebrows, followed by intense pain exploding from the middle of his brain!
Boom!
A brilliant red sun suddenly bloomed in the demon's brain! The high temperature was roasting his body.
The demon grimaced and roared, his attacking hand retracted and covered his head.
The entire demon instantly lost its balance!
The warm liquid that splashed out splashed on Murata's bewildered face as he just turned his head.
——What?
Murata was stunned, he blinked his eyes, somewhat unclear about what had just happened.
——What is that?! So fast!
His vision was somewhat blurred, perhaps because he had quickly used the breathing technique in a hurry.
He seemed to have seen a pitch-black sword flying over.
Fly?
Can a sword fly?
Murata's oxygen-deprived brain went into a crash.
"Roar!!"
The demon, carried by the powerful inertia, couldn't stop his head from tilting back!
Then.
Step step step——
The extremely fast footsteps followed the sound of forcefully stepping on the ground!
Murata instinctively looked in the direction of the sound source.
Whoosh!
A man with an exploded braid, who looked like he was wearing a two-color feather weave under the moonlight, rushed over!
Step!
He jumped with both feet and leaped into the air.
He flew over Murata's head!
He adjusted his posture in mid-air, faced the demon who was tilting back because of the heavy blow to his forehead, and quickly lifted his feet!
Murata slightly raised his head, this scene was reflected in his pupils under the moonlight, slightly frozen.
The next moment.
When the man got close to the demon, he forcefully kicked!
Boom!
With the weight of his entire body, he pressed on the demon, using the demon's body as a cushion, and heavily smashed into the ground.
Hiss!
Due to the excessive impact force, the man landed on the demon and slid a distance on the ground, stepping hard on the demon.
The demon's back was instantly ground into a bloody mess, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
"Puhah!!" The demon's face was ferocious, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Then.
The person who stepped on it squatted on him, slightly lowered his head, and held the Nichirin Sword at his waist.
Click.
The blue sword was unsheathed.
He held the hilt horizontally, with the sword pointing down.
Whoosh!
The sword, sharp to the extreme, lightly sketched across the struggling demon's neck.
"Cough!" Under the demon's incredulous gaze, his own neck was cleanly cut by the shiny sword, and he could no longer say a word.
Then.
Whoosh...
The red scorch marks appeared in the demon's wide-open trembling pupils, and then slowly spread.
In the evening breeze, it turned into ashes and dissipated.
From the sword flying, to the demon being cleanly beheaded, it took less than 3 seconds in total.
Murata stared blankly at the figure of the man slowly standing up from the ground, and then looked at the black sword on the ground.
He felt a lump in his heart.
The ink clouds covering the bright moon slowly rolled, being gradually blown away by the wind, revealing the truly bright moonlight, sprinkling on the ground.
Not far from the ruins.
Kamado Tanjuro was still in the throwing posture, and the scabbard at his waist was already empty.
"Huh..." At the corner of his mouth, white steam slowly overflowed, and was blown away by the cold evening breeze.
Seeing Tomioka Giyu slowly getting up, he also raised his steps and walked towards there.
Because his body was weak, he ran too slowly.
When it was too late, he could only choose to throw the sword first.
Then let the fast-running Tomioka Giyu continue the attack.
Both of them saved people and killed demon.
They slowly walked to Tomioka Giyu's side.
Click.
He bent down and picked up his Kusabimaru from the dusty ground and inserted it into his waist.
Murata stared blankly, raising his head, his Nichirin Sword hanging low in his hand, watching the flying sword being sheathed by Tanjuro.
—Who is he...
He looked at Tanjuro.
—A new Hashira?
Murata wondered in his heart, he turned his head.
He looked again at Tomioka Giyu standing next to him.
"Right!" Murata suddenly shuddered, he quickly sheathed his sword, and turned his head to look at the other side of the ruins.
He shouted at the two people next to him:
"Over there! There's still someone trapped under the ruins over there!"
Upon hearing this, Tanjuro and Tomioka Giyu looked at each other and nodded.
...
Not long after.
On the other side of the ruins.
Creak...
Tomioka Giyu alone lifted the beam pressing on the woman, his face expressionless, he seemed to do it effortlessly.
He turned his head, his blue, lightless pupils met with Kamado Tanjuro, who was resting on the ground next to him.
Kamado Tanjuro noticed Tomioka Giyu's gaze, he helplessly waved his hand, shrugged his shoulders.
—I can't help it, who made me weak.
—Moving heavy objects, it's better to leave it to you, the powerful Water Hashira.
Tomioka Giyu stared at Tanjuro, he didn't plan to argue, so he slowly moved his gaze away.
Under the ruins.
"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!" The woman was coughing unconsciously, her face was pale, she had already passed out, there were two lines of tear stains on her weak face.
Her legs were pressed under the beam, they seemed to be fine, but her right foot seemed to have been fractured and deformed.
Murata was supporting her shoulders, his movements gentle, he slowly carried her up and walked out of the ruins.
"Mom!" The two children surrounded Murata, they were looking at their mother being carried by Murata, their eyes full of worry.
At this moment.
The crow circling in the sky slowly flapped its wings and landed.
Seeing this, Tomioka Giyu quickly put down the beam, reached out his hand to let the crow land on his arm.
The crow flapped its wings, landed steadily, and combed its feathers with its beak:
"Caw! Oyakata-sama has given an order!"
"Giyu!"
"Take Kamado Tanjuro, go to the Oyakata-sama's mansion! Caw!"
...
...
Not far away.
A girl wearing a deep purple patterned kimono and a beige wide belt was standing at the end of the street.
Under the moonlight, her eyes were filled with a purple mist, she stared straight at the other end of the street, her eyelashes trembling slightly, lost in thought.
In the girl's light purple eyes, reflected the figure of a swordsman with a dark red feather weave, high ponytail, and a pair of flower card earrings on the earlobe.
Next to her.
A handsome young man in a white kimono looked serious, he occasionally stole a glance at the girl next to him.
—Tamayo-sana, who is in a daze, is also beautiful!
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