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Demon Slayer: Kamado Tanjuro Returns from Sekiro

A familiar frail figure is standing at the door of the house. He is wearing a checkered haori of yellow and black, and his deep red hair is unusually tied up in a high ponytail. He is holding a katana in his hand that he has never seen before. That is the silhouette of his father - Kamado Tanjuro. And standing face to face with Tanjuro... Is a man in a black suit and a small top hat, whom Tanjiro has never seen before. Because Tanjiro fell in the snow, he couldn't see the expression of his father who was facing his side. But he could see the other side. The man in the black suit, the look of horror in his red pupils. That's an expression like seeing a ghost. *this is a translation* ======== read advanced chapters on patreon.com/GMadman

Ginormous_Madman · Anime e quadrinhos
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Chapter 9: Both Of Them are Extremely Nervous at this Moment.

Chapter 9: Both Of Them are Extremely Nervous at this Moment.

At the entrance of the Kamado house.

Creak—Bang!

The wooden door suddenly opened.

Everything happened in an instant.

...

The moment the door opened at 0.000 seconds.

Just now, Muzan's gaze was lingering on the wooden door.

So, when the door suddenly opened.

The first thing he saw was not the face of the newcomer.

— But the black katana at the other's waist.

The door opened at 0.003 seconds.

— What, it's just a swordsman.

— Boring.

Muzan stared at the waist of the person who opened the door, even for a moment thinking like this, suddenly feeling a bit dull.

— I thought it would be a more interesting ordinary person.

Since there was light inside the house, the person in front of Muzan was backlit.

He couldn't see the face of the person in front of him very well.

But when he moved his gaze up.

What caught his eye was the deep red long hair, tied into a high ponytail at the back of the head.

!

Muzan's crimson pupils contracted slightly.

Deep red hair?

The door opened at 0.005 seconds.

His vertical pupils immediately followed the hair down.

At the root of the hair, on the forehead.

That ferocious dark red birthmark, under the pale light outside, was so dazzling that it burst into Muzan's eyes!

The door opened at 0.006 seconds.

— Wrong!

— Something's wrong!

— Something's wrong somewhere!

In this instant, Muzan sensed something.

His previously leisurely and joyful mood suddenly vanished!

Panic, tension, shock, various complex emotions instantly occupied all his thoughts.

A mark?!

It's been over three hundred years since I've seen a swordsman with a mark! Not to mention a mark of this shape!

Deep red long hair, high ponytail, mark.

Rustle...

Black noise was flashing in his mind.

In an instant, a memory from three hundred years ago uncontrollably surged up in his heart.

The door opened at 0.007 seconds.

Muzan broke out in a cold sweat, his hand unconsciously began to tremble, and a slight pain came from various parts of his body, getting stronger and stronger.

But he quickly reacted — it's just a coincidence.

Just the hair color and mark.

Just a coincidence.

Comforting himself like this, but Muzan still almost subconsciously looked at the other's earlobe.

Then.

— That pair of sunflower card pattern, long-shaped earrings, appeared in Muzan's field of vision.

That pair of earrings, quietly hanging on the other's ears.

Buzz——!!

"!!!" Muzan suddenly stiffened on the spot, his crimson pupils instantly contracted into a point, staring at the person in front of him, trembling violently and crazily.

The cells of his body were trembling from the depths of his soul, trembling, his heart suddenly tightened, as if being tightly choked by a hand.

As if suffocating, those earrings were like the final blow, tightly choking Muzan's throat.

— Is it him?

— Is it him?!

Muzan's body stiffened on the spot, his pupils trembling violently and crazily, his veins bulging along his neck.

The veins on the back of his hand bulged, twitching unconsciously.

Fear, like a heavy tide, penetrated from the top of his head, as if to engulf and drown Muzan.

— How is it possible!

— Didn't he die a long time ago?!

Muzan didn't even dare to swallow his saliva.

His body was trembling!

Too close! Too close!!

Muzan clenched his teeth tightly, the panic almost twisted his internal organs into a ball.

He dared not meet the other's eyes.

In this instant.

Many panicked thoughts flashed through Muzan's mind like an explosion.

But their main points all pointed to one action.

— Run.

The door opened at 0.01 seconds.

At this very moment.

Kamado Tanjuro, who was standing inside the door, was quite close to the door when he opened it.

Coincidentally, Muzan was also quite close to the door,

This directly led to the two of them standing face to face, and—

—the distance between them was no more than 15cm.

They were almost close together.

Kamado Tanjuro even observed Muzan's face changing from joy to extreme fear within a fraction of a second.

So.

"Hiss..."

A white mist escaped from the corner of Tanjuro's mouth.

Because they were close enough.

This high-temperature gas born from the breath of the sun, like a sharp sword, directly hit Muzan's face and dispersed.

It even blew Muzan's curly hair tips.

In an instant, Muzan's pale face turned blue, and he only felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

—Breathing technique...

Dense veins instantly climbed up his face along his neck, looking very disgusting.

Muzan's eyeballs turned bright red.

Creak...!

The sound of tense muscles came from Muzan in front of him.

Kamado Tanjuro naturally noticed this, his eyes became slightly serious, and he became alert instantly.

Click.

He slightly retracted his left foot, and subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist.

Muzan, with his pupils shrunk to a point, was staring intently at Tanjuro's hand. When he saw the latter holding the hilt of the sword.

His eye sockets trembled violently!

"Heh——!" Muzan suddenly inhaled a cold breath.

Every cell in his body tensed up!

The next moment.

Bang!!

Accompanied by a huge roar, and the snow flying up, a large piece of white snow mist was suddenly raised at the entrance of the Kamado house.

The thick snow was all lifted into the air, turning into a loose white curtain that instantly enveloped Kamado Tanjuro's entire field of vision.

Whoosh!!

With this snow mist, Muzan's figure turned into a black afterimage and disappeared at the entrance of the Kamado house.

"...Uh!"

Kamado Tanjuro didn't have time to react, his body was too weak, he could only temporarily use his arm to cover his mouth and nose.

Hoo——

The wind that had been howling since just now blew past, calming this piece of white snow wave.

...

...

Near the top of the mountainside.

"Hoo...hoo..." Tanjiro was lying in the snow, his head buried in the snow, and his whole person was frozen purple.

Bang!!

The vibration of the mountain top was transmitted to him here in an instant.

"What?!" Tanjiro raised his head in shock and looked towards the top of the mountain.

That layer of snow waves that seemed to have been bombed and rose high, higher than the trees, let Tanjiro who was lying on the ground see it.

The white snow wave slowly descended.

Boom——!

A gust of snow mist instantly blew from the direction of the snow wave, and the cold wind blew Tanjiro's clothes and hair tips.

"...What is that?!"

Tanjiro was stunned for a moment, his mood immediately panicked, and he immediately struggled to get up and continued to step towards the top of the mountain.

—That thing has reached the top of the mountain!

—Everyone!

...

Soon.

The snow mist completely dissipated.

Kamado Tanjuro was standing at the door, he did not move.

After the snow mist dissipated.

The original snow-covered entrance of the Kamado house, at this moment, has become able to directly see the ground, leaving a large piece of radial ground cracks.

But Muzan—

did not completely escape.

Kamado Tanjuro squinted slightly, he looked at Kibutsuji Muzan who was squatting not far away and hurriedly retreated into the dense forest.

At this moment, the other party was staring at a pair of blood-red, intimidating vertical pupils, staring at this side dead.

Kamado Tanjuro's breathing was slightly calm, he exhaled a breath, and his heart was a bit heavy.

—Was it exposed?

—Have I...been seen through?

On the other side.

Near the dense forest.

Muzan tried his best to control his body from trembling, his heart was very panicked at this moment.

— Damn it.

— His body was too stiff, he couldn't run away directly!

He could only stare at the swordsman standing at the door, pretending to be calm.