Chapter 274

In the fleeting eye contact with Renxue, which almost did not involve any effective communication, Komaji found an original motivation that made him suddenly seem full of confidence and enthusiasm for what he might face in the future.

Yes, passion.

In essence, humans and ghosts are the same species. No matter how their appearance changes, their emotions will not change. A simple "passion" is easy to say, but the changes it brings to people and their beliefs about life are extremely huge.

For Komaji, it was naturally the same, just like a bright light was lit in the endless darkness.

But there was no pure joy, because Qing fell into an endless coma.

His vital signs and mental state were normal, but he just kept his eyes closed like this, as if he would never wake up.

Naturally, Qing was sent to the Butterfly House.

No matter how much hatred everyone has for demons, Komaji cannot succumb to the emotions of the Demon Slayers and leave Qing alone in the house.

However, the situation was much better than expected. The smell of a demon on Komaji had completely disappeared. After overcoming the sunlight, everything about him seemed to be completely different from that of an ordinary demon.

Only Komaji knew clearly, and only he heard clearly what Koyuki said at that time. Ao had no hidden injuries, and Choya's judgment was actually correct. Ao had been eating and absorbing too much flesh and blood of demons, which exceeded the limit of his body, and there was not enough sunlight to help him digest this nutrient in a short period of time. In addition, he was injured and exhausted, so he was forced into this dormant state.

Ms. Tamayo, who has now started working with Shinobu Kocho in the Demon Slayer Corps, also agrees with this point. In her research on Ao's blood, she discovered many details that perhaps even Ao himself did not understand very well.

So, Komaji took Ao out of the Butterfly House. It would be of no benefit to Ao to just lie in the house.

Green is the blue spider lily, and what needs to be referred to is the living environment of the blue spider lily. Even if there is no record of the blue spider lily, what needs to be referred to should be the elements of plant survival.

Kouyashiki Yoya cooperated with their actions and choices, allowing them to build a not-so-orthodox garden together with the professionals who cultivated wisteria at the headquarters. The temperature, humidity and sunlight were also suitable for the combination of humans and plants.

No one had experience dealing with such a "hybrid" of humans and plants.

However, the effect is good.

The day after releasing Ao, Komaji witnessed the changes in Ao's body with his own eyes. The human-like aura began to change and merged with the earth. His limbs and hair began to mutate, and even in terms of appearance, it was somewhat like the fighting posture of Muzan Kibutsuji Muzan.

Are the Ghost King and the blue spider lily similar in some sense?

Green vines replaced human flesh and blood, began to take root and spread in the soil, climbed up to the roof along the beams, and grew new shoots facing the wind and sunshine.

Qing's complexion became better and better, but plants cannot survive on sunlight alone.

The first person to discover this was Tanjiro Kamado, who noticed that the new shoots of the plants were growing slower and slower and were slightly yellowing.

After communicating with the mountain king Hashibira Inosuke, he began to water Ao. When he began to think about making farm manure with Inosuke and Zenitsu, Komaji stopped them with a dark face.

For green lilies, the demand for "nutrients" is different from that of ordinary plants.

However, it was originally the over-absorption that caused the over-consumption, and this matter could not be taken lightly. Tamayo and Komaji Shinobu used the blood nutrients of Komaji as a demon to perform a secondary synthesis, reducing the possible burden on Qing Shengsheng.

Everything is moving in a good direction.

The killing of Douma and Hantengu in the Forge Village undoubtedly gave the Demon Slayer Corps a shot in the arm, increasing their confidence that they could end everything in this generation.

Naturally, all training and planning have entered the final preparation stage.

For this reason, Ubuyashiki Yoya met with Komaji alone and sincerely invited him to become the trainer of the Demon Slayer Corps.

The final enemy to be faced is demons, and no one knows demons better than Komaji, who has been hammering his demon body for three hundred years.

Especially in the final battle, the biggest enemy will inevitably fall on the Upper Moon.

The pillars need to become stronger, and ordinary team members should at least be able to lift a sword when facing the pressure of the upper rank.

This requires training, actual combat without being fatal, and the murderous aura that comes from Komaji's hammer.

Komaji did not refuse.

"I may be talkative, but watching Mr. Komaji fighting doesn't seem like a random duel. May I ask if Mr. Komaji has any style of boxing?" Uzumaki Yoya called out to Komaji as he was about to leave. As the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, he could remember the name, appearance, and style of each member, and would compile their deeds into a book. Naturally, he would not miss anyone who provided assistance to the Demon Slayer Corps.

Komaji lowered his head, looking at his fists and wrists where the tattoos had not disappeared, and was silent for a long time.

"Suriyu - my master, the owner of the Suriyu Dojo." The words he said seemed to become his home, and he longed to return to that place.

It's just a pity that the passionate Master Qingzang ended up with only an incompetent disciple like him, and in the end, even Suliu's name didn't leave any trace anywhere.

This somewhat delicate emotion was noticed by the sensitive leader of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Then, Uzumaki Yoya hung a plaque with the words "Soryu" on the gate of the training dojo prepared for him, so that everyone who came in for training could see the two Chinese characters.

Standing under the plaque, Komaji couldn't step over the threshold for a long time.

Even though he knew that this was not the temple that had disappeared into history hundreds of years ago, and even though he knew that the souls of his master and his lover were not contained here, inexplicably, on that plaque, there was a sense of belief and memory that was difficult to explain.

He fell into a conflicting feeling of confusion and determination.

He was slow to catch up.

"Why is Mr. Komaji standing at the door?"

The sound came from behind.

With Komaji's keen perception, he was so lost in thought that he ignored the approaching aura.

He turned his head and saw Tanjiro Kamado carrying a bucket of water.

This amount of water can’t be used for watering, right? Will it really not drown the roots of the green plants?

Komaji had a little doubt in his heart.

"This is Mr. Komaji's dojo from now on. I heard from Miss Shinobu, who arranges the training schedule, that everyone will come here to practice from tomorrow. I am really looking forward to it."

Komaji appears to have no emotions on the surface, but in his heart he has a trace of self-doubt. Is there really anything worth looking forward to in him?

In other words, can he preach with the words "Su Liu" on his shoulders?

"Do you... think I'm a strong person?" he asked suddenly.

"Of course! It's not just about strength. Mr. Komaji may not realize it, but your heart is actually stronger than you think." Otherwise, how could he suppress the demon's curse for such a long time and resurface with just a few words and a few names?

Tanjiro put the bucket down. He could smell the dull smell coming from Komaji. He looked inside. This dojo had not been used much in the past. There was a thin layer of dust inside. It should be that the members of "Hidden" had not had time to clean up yet.

"Mr. Komaji, do you have time later?" he asked suddenly.

Although he didn't know what the point of his question was, the honest Komaji still shook his head.

Kamado Tanjiro smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and said angrily: "Then, let's clean up the dojo!"

Recently, due to training and deployment, "Hidden" is indeed a little short of manpower, but it is not to the point of extreme shortage.

Tanjiro's proposal was not originally intended simply to help reduce the burden on the "hidden" members.

Komaji was stunned for a moment, "Clean up the dojo?"

"Well! It just so happens that Mr. Komaji also deliberately familiarized himself with his own Soryu Dojo first, which will be more beneficial for future training." Tanjiro is a man with strong mobility. When he said this, he immediately put the bucket by the wall and jumped directly into the dojo. "I'll go find some cleaning tools first."

Clean the dojo, your own Su-Ryu dojo.

As if bewitched, Komaharu lifted his feet and stepped over the low wooden threshold of the dojo.

It was the same air, the same land, the same sunshine, the same wind. Komaji took a deep breath, looked back at the door framed by the dojo gate, and suddenly smiled.

Only mediocre people disturb themselves...

Right, Qing.

"Mr. Komaji, over here!" Tanjiro waved at him.

He took the broom from Tanjiro and put aside the feeling of being in another world. "Tanjiro."

"Um?"

"When you were using the breathing method, it wasn't consistent enough, and there were gaps in the switching of techniques, right?"

"How did you know, Mr. Komaji?" Tanjiro blinked twice. "I had this vague feeling during the last battle, but I couldn't find a solution."

"That's because you have a very bad habit in battle. The strength of your body cannot be utilized to the maximum extent, and you do too much useless work. If you don't change it, this habit will slow down your fighting speed and cause fatal damage to you, and it will be difficult for you to move forward." Although Komaji has never really learned the breathing method, the members of the Demon Slayer Corps who fought against him were basically the pillars of various generations. He has encountered various types and various breathing methods.

He even had a life-and-death duel with Breath of the Moon.

The one who knows a person best is always his enemy. Komaji, who has always been pursuing strength and is very good at martial arts, has specially studied the various forms and details of breathing techniques.

Tanjiro's eyes lit up, still holding the rag in his hand, and looked at Komaji expectantly.

But Komaji didn't say it directly. Instead, he used his hand to make a hollow gesture in front of him and Tanjiro. His aura no longer had the dull feeling that Tanjiro had just met him. "Use this as the boundary, each of us will take half, and let's see who can clean it up faster. If you win, I'll tell you, how about it?"

It's rare that he would participate in such a competition.

“Ohh ...

Obviously, it can be considered a waste of afternoon training time.

But it still feels good.