Chapter 105 My Wife Shanyi

"Breathing of the Moon, Land Form, Long Night Lonely Moon, No End".

A boy with a ponytail and wearing a white shirt wielded a wooden sword, his high ponytail with blue ends swaying with his movements.

Watching the red blades swing out like an irregular net, Tokito Ichiro breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally mastered the six forms of Moon Breathing.

"Brother—my knife."

He shouted and rushed into the room, forgetting that it was still daytime. Ji Guoyuan quickly pressed the door shut.

“There is a boy.”

Yan Sheng was so startled that his hand holding the chess piece trembled, and he looked at the fleeting sunlight and shouted coldly.

"Four meters."

Feeling guilty, Tokito Yuichiro carefully slipped out through the opening in the door, the memory of being beaten up last time still fresh in his mind.

"Brother, let me help you put away the pieces."

After returning to Iwakatsu's side, Jikuni Yoichi sorted and packed away the black and white Go pieces, and then folded the wooden Go board.

The trip for two turned into a trip for three. They changed locations two or three times and are now renting a courtyard in a small town.

The summer sun is too strong, so Iwakatsu especially hates going out, and even at night it's still a bit stuffy.

Iwakatsu looked at Tokito Ichiro, who was blinking at him, and took out the Nichirin Blade he used when he was with the Demon Slayer Corps.

The blade is slightly damaged. Because it was designed according to the Iwakatsu style, it is relatively long overall. The handle features a design with purple and gold crosses.

"It's too long and a bit old."

Yuichiro Tokito looked at the sword from left to right, still preferring his little purple sword, but not only could he not use Moon Breathing, it was also too uncool.

“Give it back to me…”

Yan Sheng glanced at it indifferently and said coldly, "It's been hundreds of years, it's good that there are still some left. You're being picky, little guy."

"You gave it all to me." I was just saying, why was I so irritable?

Tokito Ichiro quickly protected it; he had finally gotten a real weapon, and he didn't want to keep holding that wooden sword.

"Hey, this Nichirin Blade seems different from Yoriichi's."

Tokito Yuichiro looked curiously at the ordinary-looking sword at Yoriichi Tsugikuni's waist. Actually, aside from their appearance, Tokito Yuichiro felt that the two swords felt quite different.

"This is not a Nichirin Blade."

Yoriichi Tsugikuni reached for the sword at his waist, took it off, and handed it to Yuichiro Tokito.

"Huh? Why? Then you..."

Yuichiro Tokito, holding two swords, hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly felt a chill. He looked up and saw that Katsumi Iwakatsu's face had turned cold, radiating wisps of black energy.

Tokito Ichiro recalled his previous discussion with Iwakatsu about the exception to the Nichirin Blade. He looked at Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who showed no reaction, and hesitated to speak.

So you were the only exception.

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Yoriichi Tsugikuni looked at Ichiro Tokito's expression and felt strange. He asked him a question.

"What's wrong?"

"It's alright, Brother Yuan, here you go."

Tokito Ichiro dared not continue speaking; he felt it was safer to remain silent. He returned the sword to Tsugikuni Yoriichi and enthusiastically hung it at his waist.

"Go buy some food... I didn't say... there's nothing left."

Yan Sheng said in a calm voice, he was annoyed by these two and they should just get out of here.

"Brother, I will come back as soon as possible."

Yoriichi Tsugikuni was surprised that his older brother remembered even such details. He picked up the bamboo basket, nodded to the other person, and said.

"Uh, let's go, Yuan Yi."

Having discerned Iwakatsu's unspoken message, Tokito Ichiro pulled Tsugikuni Yoriichi away. He felt exhausted, or more accurately, mentally exhausted.

The midday sun was blazing in the summer. Tokito Ichiro wasn't tired, but he was really hot. He glanced at Tsugikuni Yoriichi, who seemed to be adapting well, and suddenly felt a little envious. Tsugikuni Yoriichi felt Tokito Ichiro's gaze and looked down at him. As he looked, his attention became completely focused on the other man, whose features seemed somewhat similar to his older brother's.

"Brother Yuanyi, stop looking at me with that weird look. Watch where you're going, or I'm going to turn into a piece of paper."

Tokito Ichiro was walking inside, and now he was getting closer and closer to the houses next to him. He felt like he was going to stick to their walls if he kept going like this.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Once Yoriichi came to his senses, he quickly moved aside and turned to look ahead. Several people not far away caught his attention.

"Waaaaaahh ...

The white-haired old man, dressed in a yellow kimono and leaning on a cane, watched the boy being beaten and suppressed. He had met the boy a few days ago and recognized his talent at first glance.

"Waaaaah."

The boy being trampled underfoot had tears in his eyes, which made Kuwashima Jigoro feel extremely helpless. He had originally planned to talk to the boy and ask for his thoughts.

"Release your foot."

Kuwashima Jigoro stepped forward, leaning on his cane, and spoke to the three of them.

"Who are you, old man?"

The muscular man who was stepping on Zenitsu looked at Jigoro Kuwashima, raised his head in dissatisfaction, looked down at Jigoro Kuwashima, and pressed his foot down hard.

Zenitsu Gasai screamed, and the muscular man glared at him with displeasure, which frightened him so much that he quickly covered his mouth and sobbed softly.

"What did he do wrong?"

Kuwashima Jigoro looked up at the muscular man, his aura intimidating him, and the woman next to him shrank back in fear.

“He owes us a lot of money, and we are trying to collect the debt, but he hasn’t been able to pay us, which is very distressing for us.”

The muscular man nodded. They weren't looking for trouble; beating someone up for not paying back the money was already merciful.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni stopped in his tracks. Yuichiro Tokito, who had been walking, only noticed the person beside him was gone after a few meters. He turned around curiously and saw that the other person's attention was focused on a group of people over there.

"What's wrong?"

Tokito Ichiro stepped back and stood next to Tsugikuni Yoriichi, asking curiously.

"That old man is a pillar."

Tokito Yuichiro examined it closely, then looked up at Tsugikuni Yoriichi. How did he know? Tsugikuni Yoriichi watched quietly. He had seen the younger version of him; he was someone capable of killing a Lower Rank Demon.

"I'll pay it back for you, then you can let him go."

Kuwajima Jigoro spoke sternly to the three of them. Zenitsu Agatsuma looked up blankly, sniffed at Kuwajima Jigoro, and tears involuntarily fell down his cheeks.

"Alright, now that we've paid him back, there's no need for us to cause him any trouble, right?"

The muscular man released his foot and kicked it twice to signal Zenitsu Agatsuma to get lost. Zenitsu scrambled to his feet and wiped his tears with his dusty sleeve.

Kuwashima Jigoro tossed the money pouch over, and the muscular man caught it, opened it, and left with the two of them, satisfied.

Zenitsu Agatsuma looked at Jigoro Kuwashima, who was leaning on a cane and wearing a prosthetic leg, and bowed deeply with a sob in his voice.

"Thank you, I will try my best to repay you."

Kuwashima Jigoro waved his hand and looked at Agatsuma Zenitsu.

"Do you want to come with me and become my apprentice?"

Zenitsu Agatsuma was stunned. He stared blankly at Jigoro Kuwajima, never expecting that someone would suddenly want to take him in.

"Can I...?"

"You are very talented."

Kuwajima Jigoro looked at Agatsuma Zenitsu and said that he noticed the other's excellent hearing, which was also a special talent.

As the two finished speaking, Kuwashima Jigoro felt a gaze upon him. He looked over and saw a tall, young man.

To his astonishment, he had met this person once before, and the other person's unique temperament and fiery red haori had left a special impression on him.

As he was wondering, Yoriichi Tsugikuni nodded to him and turned to leave with Ichiro Tokito.

Kuwashima Jigoro noticed Tokito Ichiro and frowned as he looked at him. Although he spent most of his time in Momoyama, he had seen the newly appointed Mist Hashira before, and the two looked exactly alike.

Watching the two figures walk away, Kuwashima Jigoro stopped agonizing and left with Agatsuma Zenitsu for Momoyama.