Chapter 133 Boarding the Train

Kaigaku boarded the car arranged by Iwakatsu early in the morning and headed to the train station. He carefully carried his suitcase, afraid of bumping or damaging it.

Are you alright?

After getting off the bus, he cautiously inquired, since it was a small, almost completely enclosed place.

"fine."

The boy's soft, sweet voice made Kaiyue breathe a sigh of relief, and he turned to buy a ticket. Looking at the ticket options on the sign, he decisively bought the most deluxe one.

Anyway, it's not my money.

After paying three times the price of a regular ticket, Kaigaku learned from the ticket seller that the luxury carriage was actually a single-compartment carriage.

"Your carriage is over there. Just take this ticket and go in that direction. All the food and drinks on the train are free."

The ticket seller took out a ticket that was different from the one Kaigaku usually saw. After taking it, Kaigaku squatted down and whispered something to his suitcase before slowly lifting it up and walking in the indicated direction.

"Sir, you have a private compartment. We'll let you out for some fresh air once we get to the carriage."

"..." You think you're taking care of cats and dogs?

Yan Sheng really wanted to beat the kid up, but in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, he decided to do it inside the train carriage.

He moved slightly. He had to admit that the suitcase had decent space and was made of soft material. Apart from feeling stuffy and wobbly, there was nothing wrong with it.

Unaware that he was about to be beaten up, Kaigaku carefully followed the signs while holding his ticket. As he turned a corner, he was suddenly bumped into.

"What the hell?"

Ignoring the dull pain in his chest, Kaigaku quickly looked at the box he was carrying. Good, there was no problem.

"Big brother?"

Before he could even look up, he heard a familiar yet annoying voice.

Kaigaku, his face dark, pretended not to hear and walked around the other person. What bad luck.

"Big brother, what are you doing here?"

Zenitsu Agatsuma didn't give up easily. He grabbed the other man's waist, startling Kaigaku so much that he kicked him.

"Wow!"

"Zenitsu!!"

Tanjiro Kamado stepped forward and caught Zenitsu, looking at Kaigaku with hostility, not understanding why the other party had suddenly attacked.

"Don't call me big brother, I don't have such a useless younger brother."

Kaigaku patted his clothes in disgust, looked down at Zenitsu, and said in a disdainful tone.

How can you talk like that!

Tanjiro Kamado frowned, and Inosuke broke free from Ichiro's grasp and charged towards Kaigaku.

"Snap—".

Kaigaku used his sword to block the rampaging boar's head, and quickly picked up his suitcase to protect it, almost getting hurt in the process.

He glared at Zenitsu irritably, which immediately stopped the other's sobbing. Zenitsu remembered that his older brother hated him crying the most.

Tokito Ichiro stared intently at Kaigaku, sensing the presence of a demon, a familiar one at that.

When he stepped forward to grab the other person, two station police officers rushed over. Kaigaku quickly put away his Nichirin Blade and appeared as an ordinary passenger.

"Hey! What are you doing over there! We don't allow trouble here."

The two men rushed up and berated the group with unfriendly expressions.

"I am a passenger. I accidentally bumped into the other person and we are talking."

Kaigaku took out the ticket for that luxury carriage and showed it to the two police officers. They glanced at it casually and their attitude changed drastically.

"Oh, it's an important person! I'm so sorry for my rudeness earlier. Your carriage is different from the others. Let us take you there."

This scene stunned everyone. Kaigaku was also a little confused, but he still nodded calmly and left with the two of them.

Zenitsu watched them leave, feeling wronged. He dared not cause any more trouble now, lest the two notice that they had knives.

"Alright, I'll go buy the tickets. You guys hide the knife."

It wasn't Tokito Ichiro's first time taking a train, and his thoughts were completely on that familiar atmosphere. Seeing that Zenitsu, the only one who had ever taken a train before, was still in a daze, he had no choice but to go and buy the ticket.

Tanjiro comforted Zenitsu and also checked how to properly put away the sword.

"Why did you hide the knife!"

Inosuke, panting, said defiantly, while Zenitsu, having composed himself, replied seriously.

"Our Demon Slayer Corps is not a government-recognized organization, and we are also subject to a sword ban, so no one would believe that we are here to kill demons."

"How could that be? We've been working so hard here."

Tanjiro Kamado said with a bitter face, but still helped hide the Nichirin Blade behind his back.

"Hey, let's go."

Tokito Ichiro walked over with four tickets, and after seeing that the three of them had finished tidying up, he waved the tickets in his hand.

"Zenitsu, your older brother..."

Tanjiro hesitated, but Zenitsu, clearly used to it, casually scratched his head.

"My older brother was adopted by my grandfather before me. It's normal that he couldn't stand me because I'm timid and cry easily."

But it seems your older brother is carrying a ghost.

Watching Zenitsu's retreating figure as he got into the car, Tanjiro still didn't say anything. With Zenitsu's hearing, he was sure Zenitsu would notice.

Zenitsu Agatsuma's expression wasn't very good either. He had noticed from the beginning that there was a demon in the box the other party was protecting.

Kaigaku was indeed very unkind to him, but as a member of the Demon Slayer Corps and someone who so admired his grandfather, he was unwilling to believe that the other party would do anything.

Perhaps there's a reason, just like Tanjiro.

Hashibira Inosuke stepped forward and patted Zenitsu hard on the back. Although he didn't say anything, it made Zenitsu relax.

Tokito Ichiro didn't walk at the back. He looked at the three people in front of him, thinking about the carriage he had seen when he secretly followed them.

That carriage was just one section away from theirs. He had planned that once the three of them found the person, he would go to that carriage.

—On the other side—

"Hello, do you need any help?"

Seeing the tall man standing at the door, hesitant to get into the car, someone nearby asked him a question.

"It's alright, thank you for your concern."

Ji Guoyuan nodded to the other party, stepped into the car, and scanned it thoroughly, noticing that the car seemed a bit strange.

He looked up and noticed several people whose breathing patterns were noticeably different. He touched the wooden knife beside him.

Are they from the Demon Slayer Corps?

Yoriichi Tsugikuni didn't bring his sword because he was traveling by car; after all, a wooden sword would have been enough under normal circumstances.

He calmly turned his head and continued to examine the train, feeling it slowly start moving with a roar.

Yuichiro Tokito did not go with the three to find Kyojuro Rengoku. After saying something, he turned around and walked towards the back of the train, brushing past the train attendant who had a grim expression.

"Um?"

Tokito Ichiro turned his head and looked at the thin figure from behind, sensing an ominous aura.

He shook his head, not paying any attention, opened the door, and walked into the next carriage into the howling wind.

As Tokito Yuichiro closed the door, he turned around and met a pair of emotionless eyes, which stunned him for a few seconds.

"Brother Yuanyi?"

He took a few steps forward and sat down next to him, watching as the other man looked away and stared intently at the carriage behind him.

Seeing that there was no one around him, Ichiro's initial suspicions were confirmed.

"Is my brother in the back carriage?"

"I don't know."

There were too many people, and the train was filled with a strong ghostly aura, which was concealing the situation.

"You're really useless."

Tokito Ichiro said with disdain, while Tsugikuni Yoriichi did not speak, but instead glanced indifferently at the little bomb next to him who was fuming.

“I went by myself.”

As Yuichiro got up to leave, a withered hand reached out to them.

"Hello, please check your ticket."