On a country path, a boy carrying a basket on his back and pushing a wheelchair is making great efforts to move forward.
The basket on her back contained her younger sister Nezuko, while the wheelchair she was pushing carried her older sister Chinatsu.
They were heading to Mount Sagiri, and Tanjiro had been a great help along the way, carrying and pushing them around. Chinatsu was feeling a little embarrassed.
Her physical recovery is still not ideal. She can move around for short periods of time if she is serious, but only for a short time. Chika estimates that it will take about a month for her to fully recover to the level of a normal person.
Sitting in her wheelchair, Qianxia sighed with her head down. A month is neither a long nor a short time.
Tanjiro, pushing the wheelchair, quietly looked at Chinatsu sitting in it, still somewhat worried about his older sister's health.
Are you really okay after suffering such a serious injury?
But so much time has passed, and it seems that apart from impaired mobility, there are no other reactions. Could it be that my sister also became a demon like Nezuko, or was also affected to some extent?
Tanjiro was thinking this when the blinding sunlight from the sky interrupted his thoughts.
Mr. Tomioka said that ghosts are afraid of sunlight, but my sister shows absolutely no signs of being afraid of sunlight. Honestly... I just can't understand it.
Tanjiro pushed the wheelchair with one hand and raised the other to scratch the back of his head.
The three continued onward and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain, not far from Mount Sagiri.
"Mount Sagiri? To get to that mountain, you have to cross this one. Are you going to carry such a big suitcase and take a little girl with mobility issues with you? It's very dangerous."
At the foot of the mountain, Tanjiro politely asked for directions. The woman who answered couldn't help but glance at Tanjiro a couple more times because of his unusual appearance.
After briefly asking for directions, Tanjiro bowed slightly to the woman in gratitude before turning and heading up the mountain. Time was of the essence; he wanted to find Urokodaki Sakonji as soon as possible and learn his skills.
As darkness fell, Nezuko's head popped out of the basket Tanjiro was carrying with a "poof!" as the blinding sunlight disappeared.
She would much rather stay with her older sister and brother than stay in the basket.
The three chatted as they moved forward, and with each interaction with Tanjiro and Nezuko, the original owner's vague memories and feelings gradually surfaced in her mind.
Tanjiro kept talking to liven up the atmosphere, while Chinatsu closed her eyes and was "fast-tracking" the anime in her head in the first person.
Although this character does not exist in the original work, in this world, Chinatsu Kamado is a real person, the eldest daughter of the Kamado family, who accompanied Tanjiro and Nezuko from childhood to adulthood.
While Chinatsu was engrossed in watching anime, Tanjiro suddenly stopped, his eyes trembling, and he sniffed hard.
"There's a smell of blood. The roads on this mountain are very narrow. Someone must have been injured!"
The kind-hearted Tanjiro smelled the blood and immediately wanted to rush over, but he was stopped by Chinatsu, who had opened her eyes, before he could take two steps forward.
"Tanjiro, wait a moment."
"Sister, someone might be injured!"
"Calm down first. Before we came up the mountain, didn't we hear that people often go missing here? The smell of blood plus disappearances... Tanjiro, think about it carefully. What do you think could have happened to cause this?"
Sitting in her wheelchair, Chinatsu spoke calmly. She understood what was about to happen. If Tanjiro rushed over like that, he would encounter the first real demon he had seen besides Nezuko. He would fight the demon, and the whole process was thrilling but safe. If he hadn't been incredibly lucky, he might have died there.
Tanjiro was immediately reminded of the existence of "demons" by Chinatsu's reminder. Someone had gone missing in the dark, and with the strong smell of blood, the possibility of "demons" being here was indeed very high.
Tanjiro hesitated, because the possibility of it being a "demon" was high, but the possibility of someone being injured was also not small. If he failed to save someone he could have saved due to a misjudgment, he would feel extremely guilty.
"So, should we ignore it?"
"Ignore? Why ignore? Of course, kill!"
Chinatsu's answer greatly surprised Tanjiro, who had originally thought that Chinatsu wanted to play it safe and therefore opposed going to check the situation.
Of course, playing it safe is not wrong, but it's also part of the plot. We don't yet have the power to change the plot, so of course we have to follow the plot for a while.
Chinatsu asked Tanjiro to lean his head closer, and she whispered the tactics she would be using later to him. As Tanjiro listened, the expression on his face became quite interesting.
Ten minutes later.
Tanjiro led Chinatsu and Nezuko to the place where the smell of blood was coming from. It was a Buddhist temple in the mountains. There were still lights inside the temple. They didn't hear any people talking, but it wasn't exactly quiet either.
Tanjiro took a deep breath, pushed open the main door of the Buddhist hall, and shouted, "Are you alright?!"
Nothing's wrong? Of course nothing's wrong.
When the door was pushed open, several blood-stained human corpses lay on the ground, and a ghost with blood on both hands stood beside them.
Upon hearing Tanjiro's shout, he muttered impatiently and turned to look behind him.
"Of course I'm busy. I'm starving, don't bother me while I'm eating..."
Pfft!!
The demon had only spoken halfway through its sentence, and had just turned its head to look at Tanjiro, when a spinning axe flew towards it with a "whoosh!" The axe struck the bullseye, and the blade instantly exploded, embedding itself in the demon's head.
The ghost was completely bewildered.
Although low-level ghosts also have regenerative abilities, they are not strong and they also have pain like humans, only they are much more numb than humans. However, being suddenly shot in the head really caught him off guard, and the pain was indescribable.
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
The ghost craned its neck in pain, letting out heart-wrenching cries. However, the ghost was highly adaptable to pain, and the pain did not affect it for more than a few seconds.
Therefore... we must press our advantage!
Tanjiro's eyes widened, and he mustered his courage to charge at the demon with a shout. Before the demon could fully adjust to the pain, he pulled the axe out of the demon's head and swung it vertically, striking the demon's head again.
For a demon, being shot in the head is not a fatal wound. Strictly speaking, there are four ways to kill a demon.
The first type: human firearms/gunpowder. By using firearms with special projectiles, if the projectiles pierce through the neck of a demon, they can kill an ordinary demon. Large quantities of black powder are also extremely threatening to demons.
The second method is sunlight, which is the most direct method. Even the Ghost King fears sunlight and will die from direct exposure.
The third type: Nichirin swords or weapons made of the same material. These weapons are imbued with the power of the sun and can kill demons by severing their necks.
The fourth type: A ghost's regeneration consumes physical strength. If it runs out of strength, it cannot regenerate. Therefore, a ghost can be worn down to death. However, under normal circumstances, a ghost's physical strength is much higher than that of a human, so this situation is very difficult to occur.
But the method Tanjiro wants to use now is the fourth one. The demon in front of him is only the lowest level demon. With a weapon in hand, the fourth method is not impossible.
Don't be afraid, give it your all!!!
With a shout, Tanjiro used the strength he had developed as a woodcutter and the sharpness of his axe to strike the demon's head repeatedly and rapidly.
One! Two! Three!
With a series of relentless axe blows, the demon was eventually chopped down by Tanjiro until it could no longer rise. Because everything happened so suddenly, the demon could only utter "Ahhh" before it died, leaving it no chance to even complain.
Tanjiro: Time to Kill!
Low-level ghost: No...no martial ethics!!!
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