“I say, is it true that your system doesn’t have a complaint button?”
0829 He quickly grabbed the floating ball of light, pinched it into a semicircle and shook it a few times. After escaping from the chaotic world of swords, the pain caused by the shattering of the original sword had almost dissipated. At this time, it had no effect on him. The main reason was that he was not in a good mood.
The dizzy system tries to escape its clutches: "There is no complaint function within the system"
There is no way to complain to this system that loves to cheat me, 0829 can only let the system slip away.
0829 reached out and looked at the experience bar at the host's information. The progress had increased by another small bar, and it was not far from being full.
This experience point successfully unlocked some of the quests that were previously unavailable. But based on my previous experiences, 0829 felt that none of them seemed right, so I just picked one at random.
The task displayed the words "accepted successfully", and then the screen quickly jumped to the card pool. The card pool can still only draw cards between NR. 0829 roughly calculated and found that I can upgrade the card pool after completing another world task.
But it was still a long way to go, so he studied the probabilities he had noticed before. Before he entered the world of Sword Dance, the probability of drawing an N card from the card pool was greater than that of an R card. Now, the probability of drawing an N card and an R card is 50-50, very evenly distributed.
0829 Press the extract button, and the card materializes in a light glow and falls into your hand. The back of the card has a few more patterns than the previous cards, and the front shows the youthful face of a young boy.
"R【Memory·Tokito Ichiro】
Introduction: Yue Zhu, a member of the modern Demon Slayer Corps in a certain world, is the only son of the Tokito family. Although he always insisted that he had a younger brother when he was young, he was ignored by the adults. Over time, even he began to doubt whether the figure in his vague memory really existed.
Special Remarks: None
Mission: "Memory"
He knew the system was a scam, but he never imagined it could be even more scammy.
The wounded boy felt pain all over his body when he breathed. He staggered to the ground and held onto the wall to rest, to avoid falling and getting hurt further.
During the pause in his actions, the boy went through all the relevant memories in his mind and complained about the system in his heart. Then he put aside those messy thoughts and focused on the role he was about to play.
But the way things are going now is not a good sign.
The ground beneath his feet was solid one second, but the next second his footing suddenly shifted, and he fell from mid-air in a familiar way, and with the help of gravity, he fell face down.
The boy opened his eyes with difficulty and recognized someone chasing something below. He kept running the full concentration breathing method in his body to maintain the injury and prevent it from getting worse. He resisted the resistance brought by the rapid fall and turned the blade with difficulty to strike the ground with a one-shot.
At this moment, the distance from the ground is not close. If I don’t use the shape to reduce the impact, I’m afraid that both my legs will be broken if I fall.
Tanjiro Kamado grabbed the knife thrown by Muichiro Tokitoshi while running, and chased after the hiding Hantengu with Nezuko. The upper-rank demon was so small that it was almost invisible, and it was difficult to find its trace under the layers of grass and leaves. If Tanjiro Kamado hadn't had a keen sense of smell, he would have lost it by now.
“Water Breathing——…Huh?”
The kata that was about to be used stopped as he spoke, and the water pattern that had just appeared on the blade subsided. Tanjiro Kamado stopped moving in a daze, looking up with a dull look at the boy who was almost the same age as him, but was covered in wounds, falling from the sky.
The shape that had never been seen before was like a crescent moon, which instantly scattered out countless tiny crescent blades whose movement trajectory could not be captured, but coincidentally did not hurt anyone present.
The only one who suffered in this situation was Hantengu.
The upper-rank demon had his neck cut off in reluctance and turned into dust, which was blown to different places by the wind.
The young man who killed an upper-rank demon with a single strike landed in a very clumsy posture. He rolled on the ground to relieve the final impact. His black uniform of the Demon Slayer Corps was stained with dust and blood. Under everyone's gaze, he controlled his trembling wrist and stood up with the help of his Nichirin Sword.
"Another...Tokito-kun?"
"What? Another Shi Tou?" The young man raised his eyes upon hearing the voice. The light green streaks on his cheeks were like clouds. The ends of his mint green gradually longer hair tied into a high ponytail were tangled due to the wind and the continuous movements just now. When he stroked his hair with his fingers, it hurt his scalp.
He put away the Sun Wheel Sword and put it back on his waist: "Where is this?"
The village returned to peace. The swordsmiths all went back to their rooms to pack up their belongings. Now that the address of the Swordsmith Village was known by the ghost, there was no point in living here any longer.
Outside the door, Tanjiro Kamado was chased by Hotaru Tetsutsuzuka around the village for a full half hour without stopping.
The Nichirin Sword that Tanjiro Kamado got from Muichiro Tokito was the one in the Omen 10-style, but it was taken away by Muichiro before Tanjiro had only sharpened half of it and threw it to Tanjiro to kill the devil.
When the sword was about to come into contact with the neck of the Upper Moon Demon Hantengu, Kotetsuzuka Hotaru was nervous, fearing that the sword that had spanned hundreds of years would break after slaying the demon.
The fire man mask that was supposed to be on his face was shattered when he was attacked by Yuhei while sharpening his knife, and he also suffered a lot of injuries on his body. In the end, he couldn't catch up with Tanjiro Kamado, so he sat on the ground exhausted holding the kitchen knife.
During the break, the knife suddenly appeared in front of him. Kotetsuka Hotaru looked up and saw that it was Kamado Tanjiro who had returned with the knife.
Guntetsutsuka Hotaru's anger was almost dissipated during the chase. He took the knife, intending to continue sharpening it later. Before leaving, he did not forget to reach out and poke Kamado Tanjiro's head. In the end, it was his own fingers that hurt, while Tanjiro was unharmed.
The noise outside has nothing to do with the inside of the house.
The seriously injured soldiers in the battle filled a room. Mitsuri Kanroji recovered very quickly. While the others were still lying in bed unable to get out of bed, she had already taken on a task from Kujira and waved goodbye to the others.
Two boys who looked like twins were lying on adjacent beds, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Tokito Muichiro's body was covered with wounds from long thorns. The hands of the hidden unit members who were treating the wounds were shaking. They wrapped him up like a dumpling. Tokito Ichiro next to him was not much better. After changing out of his black uniform, he found that it was almost soaked in blood. No wonder they felt that the color of the uniform looked darker.
Although everyone was suspicious of this young man who suddenly appeared, the Sun Blade he held, the breathing technique he used, and the scars all over his body made it difficult for people to find out the truth right away.
The person concerned had no idea whether he was trusted or not. He turned his head after feeling Tokito Muichiro's gaze for the eighth time. The harsh words he was about to say were stuck when he met those eyes that revealed some pity. For some reason, Tokito Muichiro couldn't bear to say anything harsh to him.
"...Hey, stop looking at me." He managed to utter a few words, which were weak and seemed like he was being coquettish. After he said them, he wished he could turn back time and swallow the words back.
"That... Tokito-kun...?"
Tanjiro Kamado pushed open the door and a voice sounded weakly. The result of calling only the last name was that both of them turned their heads to look at him. For a moment, Tanjiro Kamado couldn't tell which Tokitoru he was looking for.
Tanjiro Kamado thought that we should be thankful that they don't have the same hairstyle. Of the two people lying on the bed, Tokito Ichiro has a high ponytail, while Muichiro has double ponytails.
After a moment of silence, Tokito Ichiro looked back at the silent person and asked, "Is your last name Tokito too?"
The person being asked uttered an "ah" and was distracted just now. He didn't notice the brief exchange between Tanjiro and Ichiro. He only caught Ichiro's question: "I am Tokito Muichiro."
Tokito Muichiro, a very familiar name.
This reminded Tokito Ichiro of his childhood.
At that time, due to an incomplete dream, he insisted that he should have a younger brother, but his parents would only rub his head and tell him with regret that his mother was injured and was not suitable to have another child - although his original intention was to tell his parents that the child should be born on the same day as him.
Therefore, for a long time, Tokito Ichiro could only imagine what the person who was supposed to be closest to him looked like and what his personality was like based on his vague remaining memories.
"Do you have a brother?" Tokito Ichiro asked, and immediately got the answer from the latter's gloomy expression, but soon, the face returned to its expressionless state.
Tokito Ichiro raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. Somehow he had the urge to control others. An idea came to his mind, telling him that this child should not have this kind of personality. He should be more... more what?
Forget it. He thought that the things he couldn't remember were probably not very important, and the reason he asked this question was just because Tokito Muichiro was too similar to the child he imagined when he was a child.
The same name and appearance surprised Tokito Ichiro when he first saw him, but his expression was perfect and no one could tell anything was wrong.
"Tokito Ichiro, my name."
Tokito Muichiro's eyes brightened instantly.
The flying crow came back with a letter from Shinobu Kocho.
From the letter, she learned that these two Tokito were more unstable than the other. Shinobu Kocho seemed to have a black lily blooming behind her as she thought that she could just tie the bandages and continue to take on some demon-slaying missions like Mitsuri Kanroji.
The worry and hidden anger between the lines of the reply letter made Tanjiro Kamado, who received the letter, feel startled, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Tokitori Muichiro and Tokitori Ichiro who were criticized by Shinobu Kocho.
The medicines in Forge Village were not as comprehensive as those in Butterfly House, so after staying for half a day, Tokito Muichiro and Tokito Ichiro, whose wounds were wrapped tightly like mummies, were sent back to Butterfly House by the Hidden Force with their luggage for proper treatment.
"This is Tokito-kun." Shinobu Kocho smiled, holding a bowl of black medicine with a strange smell in her hand. "With such a serious injury, I suggest you don't run around casually."
Tokito Yuichiro: “…………” He had a feeling that he would die a miserable death if he disobeyed.
So Tokito Ichiro quietly lay back on the hospital bed, and the only person keeping him company in the room was Tokito Muichiro, who for some reason suddenly became clingy to him.
After about two days of treatment at the Butterfly House, Tokito Ichiro was able to run and jump normally, and he had no problem exercising. The full concentration breathing method he maintained at all times made his wounds heal much faster.
But the medicine from Butterfly House is really hard to drink. Tokito Ichiro's expression was numb, and he really didn't want to recall the taste of the medicine that was bitter but also had a mysterious earthy smell.
He sat at the door of the room. His clothes were provided by the little girl from the Butterfly House. The Sunrin Sword he carried with him was not taken away by Shinobu Kocho to prevent him from going out on a mission before his injuries were fully healed.
During the days of recuperation, Tokito Ichiro communicated a lot with Muichiro who was in the same ward, and gained a general understanding of this world that he had never been exposed to.
As he was sorting out the information about this world and comparing it with the world he lived in, a shadow suddenly passed in front of him, blocking the falling sunlight.
When Tokito looked up, he found that it was Muichiro who was also ordered to recuperate.
The boy did not say anything to disturb him and sat down next to Ichiro, his Demon Slayer Corps uniform covering the white bandages wrapped around his arms.
"Are you sunbathing, Tokito-kun?"
When Shinobu Kocho passed by, she saw two people sitting in a row like children. Their sitting postures were exactly the same, and she herself had not noticed the problem yet.
After hearing what Kocho Shinobu said, both heads turned around at once. Kocho Shinobu tilted her head with an innocent expression: "What's wrong?"
After almost all the injuries were healed, Shinobu Kocho brought a message from the Demon Slayer Corps' head producer Yashiki Kyouya, saying that he hoped to talk in detail about the Demon Slayer Corps in the other world and the mark on Tokitori's cheek that had never faded.
The similarities between the two worlds intertwined one by one, and before meeting Uzumaki Yoshiya of this world, Tokito Ichiro had already sketched out the appearance of the latter in his mind.
It seems that due to poor health, Ubuyashiki Yoya's face is a little pale and his eyes can no longer see, but his mental state is good.
Facing this lord, Tokito Ichiro recalled the lord in his own world who would take a knife and talk to all kinds of ghosts whenever they disagreed with him.
He compared the two in his mind and came to the conclusion that the master in his own world was indeed more brutal.
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