The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

I heard that my knife was broken? Wait, kid, I'll be there soon. Let me help you kill the evil spirits.

'With just one blow, the knife...'

'I'm sorry...Master Lintaki...I'm sorry, Mr. Steel Mound...It's all my fault that my sword broke...'

'I'm sorry, Nezuko...it's my brother who is so useless...'

Just when Tanjiro was holding his sister, looking at the blood on Nezuko's body and saying sorry in his heart, the sister who had her head cut off by a tired blow also asked her brother.

"Tired! Why! Tired...tired?"

"Shut up...sister..."

Ignoring his useless sister, I stared at Tanjiro who was holding his sister with wide eyes.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at the two of them, speaking with a trembling tone.

"You...are you and that girl...brother and sister?"

"It's obvious that my sister has turned into a ghost... Even so, do we still have to be together..."

Just as Lei was mumbling to himself, Inosuke jumped up from his lying position with a carp roll.

"Haha... Damn, you are so strong. Are you blind? I can tell that Tanpachiro and that kid are brother and sister. No wonder they are ghosts living in the mountains. They are completely wild children..."

Hearing what the pig-headed boy said, Tazmi couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

What qualifications do you have to say this?

"This is the real bond...I really want it..."

"Tired! I am your sister...I am your family..."

"Shut up!!"

laugh!boom! !

With a casual swipe, several silk threads formed a large net, dividing the ghost who called herself sister into several pieces. Blood was spread all over the ground, and the mesh-like threads swept straight to the back, making a huge roar.

"In the end, you all failed to fulfill your mission...I mean sister...how on earth do you have the face to say such a thing..."

"Luring the ghost hunter to his beloved brother..."

Looking at her eyes widened and angry, her sister spoke.

"No...that's not it...sister loves you...it's just that those guys are too strong...we need two people to defeat him..."

"You are quibbling..."

Lei's faint voice came over, but he did not continue to attack, making my sister secretly relieved.

"But I'll give you a chance... help me snatch that child over..."

"Um..."

laugh! ! !

Just when her sister had recovered her body and attached her head, the entire head and arms were seemingly teleported and decapitated by Tazmi who appeared behind her.

"Huh?! What happened? I...I was beheaded?"

What the girl saw before she died was her head slowly falling in the air and the boy's eyes looking at her.

"At times like this, it's better to kill one first...and I was listening carefully just now...You are tired, right?"

"So what..."

"Looking at this guy on the ground, I understood... You think the only way to maintain family ties is fear... This also explains why you reacted so well when I mentioned the word love. big..."

"The eyes are the window to a person's soul... I can't see any feelings of family affection in your sister's eyes... only the purest fear and fear..."

On Zhanchi's side, I also saw some women like this when I was on a crusade against mountain bandits.

There were those with dull eyes, and there were those whose bodies had been ruined, and those who had just experienced the violence of the bandits, but when I was waiting for someone to rescue them, the feeling in their eyes was the same.

Although I am accustomed to this kind of look, I just want to express my denial of tiredness.

Because, even if they are not family, there are still things that are better than family.

The friends he grew up with, the people in the village who raised him and others.

Having experienced the feeling of being adopted, can I say that they are not my family?

Just as the girl dissipated into hell with a look of relief, Tazmi raised the Nichirin Sword and questioned Tirui.

"Ghost...does such a guy really have the so-called family affection..."

Speaking, Tazmi shook her head.

"No...in my eyes, you are all guys whose humanity has been quietly erased by Kibutsuji Mukai's blood..."

"If you want family affection, treat it with sincerity... But how can you show your sincerity when your humanity has been dehumanized..."

"They keep talking about bonding...but they act very high-pressure..."

"I think..."

Looking at the chattering young man, Xian was as upset as the boss who listened to the protagonist's words.

"It's so noisy... It's so noisy!! You're a trash who can only chatter endlessly!"

Looking at the ghost in front of him, the young man didn't feel that the guy in front of him was worthy of sympathy at all.

"Only when you die! Your sincerity will be revealed!!"

Just as Tazmi finished speaking, both sides took action.

"Vampire Technique...Killing the Eyed Cage!"

"Breath of Water·Drizzle·Change!!"

Like a twisted rope, Lei instantly weaved a large net and shot it out from his hand. At the same time, it instantly turned into a thread covering Tazmi's body, trying to catch the young man and strangle him.

Watching Tazmi dance the sun blade, Lei said calmly.

"It's useless... Even the weapon was broken when you resisted my attack for the first time... You are dying to resist..."

Just when I thought the boy was going to die, countless blue light spots bloomed instantly.

The hazy drizzle is turning into a violent storm.

The pounding raindrops kept hitting the spider web at the same time.

The sound of the sword blade colliding with the thread was heard, and the boy's voice slowly came out.

"People in the village like the tiny raindrops that come for the first time in the first year... because it symbolizes that the first year's harvest will be blessed by God..."

"But I prefer such storms..."

"Because in dealing with such a decadent country and the threats around it...it is impossible for tiny raindrops to purify those dirty things..."

"Only when washed by the downpour... will nature return to its original appearance..."

"This is my wish, my dream..."

"Take your smelly cobwebs... and dissipate in the rain!"

As the boy completely adapted to the use of the breathing method, he was able to control the Nichirin sword in his hand more perfectly without breaking it.

The speed is improved to a higher level, physical strength can be better distributed, and the continuous combat time is greatly increased.

Even this ordinary silk thread can be cut by myself using the Nichirin Sword.