Chapter 189
"Umm, Axi, you're here."
In the Purgatory House, a large open space around the dojo was temporarily converted into a training ground, where a large group of demon hunters wearing Demon Slayer Corps uniforms, with pale faces, were training. Once someone could not hold on, a member of the Hidden Corps would come forward, drag the person aside and perform first aid. After confirming that the person was fine and just exhausted and fell asleep, they would be arranged to rest in the house.
Seeing this hellish scene, Qingxi, who was about to respond to Rengoku Kyojuro, lost her voice. She turned her head and asked the people around her, "Did Xingming train people this way when you went to the mountains before?"
Suzumaru Tsuneji: "Mr. Beimingyu's training is more inclined towards physical training, pushing the limits of the body."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "The training here has different emphases, but it seems to be more severe on the island of mourning."
Jiang Xuesaomonji gave a sincere evaluation, "If you can't even pass the training camp here, there's no need to go to Beiming Island."
The ghost hunters who heard their conversation were: "..."
Qingxi, who had never been allowed to go up the mountain during the training camp because the weather was too cold, clicked her tongue and said, "Is it that strict?"
"There's nothing wrong with being a little strict now," said Yagen Toushirou.
"Being stricter now might give people a better chance of survival when they encounter a ghost." Horikawa Kunihiro completed what Yagen Toshiro said.
"Hmm, you're both right." Rengoku Kyojuro approached, pushed the troublemaker away, and stood beside Kiyoki. "The demons are becoming increasingly powerful, while the Demon Slayer Corps' progress is slow. The main purpose of this training camp is to improve the overall strength of the Demon Slayer Corps' demon hunters. Even if it's just a small improvement, the losses incurred by the Demon Slayer Corps will be reduced."
According to the Lord, each of us is his child, and if possible, his wish is to have no less children."
At this moment, another group of ghost hunters were pulled away by the hidden personnel who had been prepared on the side, spitting out their souls. Qingxi felt that she really couldn't pretend that she saw nothing.
"What are the arrangements for those exhausted ghost hunters?" Qingxi asked curiously.
Rengoku Kyojuro said, "We'll continue after they've rested and woke up."
Qingxi: “…”
Okay, you can pass this one of pretending to be dizzy and escaping.
So--
"I have a soup here that can boost your energy and stamina. Do you want me to make a pot and have everyone drink a bowl?"
Since we can't escape, let's try harder and finish the Flame Pillar's training here.
With this thought in mind, Qingxi asked.
"The only downside is that you'll feel incredibly tired afterwards and may need to sleep for one to three days."
Everyone who thought they could escape the disaster by giving up fainting: "..."
No, little girl, after all this time, you are not here to speak for us, but to make things more difficult for us?
Please, Lord Flame Pillar, please don't let her prepare that kind of soup.
Rengoku Kyojuro: "Okay, thank you for troubling me, Aki."
The ghost hunters who participated in this gathering: "..."
"Ah, I know who that girl is."
In the team waiting for the guidance of the Flame Pillar, a young man who was considered to be in the middle of the crowd let out a low cry.
"Who is she?" Someone nearby approached and asked curiously, "Who is she?"
The young man said, "The girl that the Flame Pillar-sama likes."
The young man's low words made the expressions on the faces of the surrounding ghost hunters change to "I see", "I understand", "What, the girl that the Flame Pillar likes looks so young?" and so on, with a strong sense of gossip.
only--
What does it have to do with them if Lord Flame Pillar has a girl he likes? Shouldn't they be most concerned about the fact that they don't even have the chance to "slack off" (bushi)?
This is so painful.
They were originally in the first level of hell, but now they are planning to send them directly to the eighteenth level of hell?
However, they thought too much, because when they came out of the training with the Flame Pillar and went there for the next training, they would teach all the ghost hunters what the Eighteenth Level of Hell was...
After confirming that Rengoku Kyojuro needed it, Qingxi asked him to continue his training here, while she took the sword man to find Chijuro to ask for accommodation.
"How many days will Sister Axi stay here?"
During the winter vacation, Rengoku Chijuro brought seven people to the house where they would live next, and helped his brother collect some information.
Qingxi didn't expect that someone would ask a similar question, so she told him what she had said to Beiming Island Xingming before.
Hearing that Qingxi would only stay here for six or seven days, Rengoku Chijuro felt a little bit sorry.
After all, the training for each pillar lasts for a month. If it's only a week, my brother won't have the time to be alone with Sister Axi.
After the Chinese New Year, Rengoku Chijuro, who was only 14 years old, felt a little worried.
At this time, the little owl particularly hopes that the inheritance of the Rengoku family, which has been passed down from the Ubuyashiki family since the Warring States Period and is committed to destroying the ancestor of demons, can be completed in this generation.
Otherwise, every day I see my brother not only going out at night and coming back during the day, but also being so far away from the girl he likes. When will this relationship come to fruition?
Oh, by the way, my brother can marry Sister Axi when she turns 18.
but!
There is a five-year age difference between my brother and Sister Axi. After the New Year, Axi will only be 15 years old, which means that my brother still has to wait for Sister Axi for three years.
Three years...it feels a bit long.
He would never say that his mother was getting a little anxious waiting for him.
Rengoku Chijuro was having a lot of thoughts in his mind until Qingxi pulled his sleeve and he came to his senses.
"Oh, sorry, I was distracted." Rengoku Chijuro came to his senses and apologized embarrassedly.
"Are you sure everything is okay?" Qingxi was not angry at the boy's distraction, but asked with concern.
Seeing Qingxi Rengoku Chijuro like this, he felt even more embarrassed. He waved his hands and said, "I'm fine."
He changed the subject: "Sister Axi, what are you going to do next?"
When visiting someone else's home, Qingxi would not really bring her own daily necessities. Doing so would seem like she was saying that the host was not hospitable enough, which would be a slap in the face to the host.
She looked around the room where she would be resting for the next few days and said to Rengoku Chijuro, "I'm going to the kitchen. I just agreed with Kyojuro to prepare some 'tonic soup' for the ghost hunters in training."
Rengoku Chijuro didn't know what the tonic soup was, but when he heard the girl's tone change to "hehehe" while she was talking, the little animal immediately felt a sense of crisis and told him not to try that kind of thing no matter how curious he was.
"The kitchen at home is basically taken over by the Anbu staff all day long, and there are a lot of people there. It would be inconvenient for you to go there, Sister Aki." Rengoku Chijuro explained the situation of the kitchen at home to her. "However, there is a small temporary kitchen in the backyard. It's still early for lunch, so if the amount of food you are making is not too large, I can take you there."
"Okay, I'll trouble you, Senjuro."
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"Master, this... is it really drinkable?"
In the kitchen, seven or eight people gathered around a large soup pot and peeked in. After just one glance, they all pinched their noses and retracted their heads.
Horikawa Kunhiro asked tactfully.
The black soup, as if a hundred bottles of ink had been poured into it, exuded an indescribable odor. Floating on the surface were similarly dark, yellowish-green ingredients that looked remarkably like excrement. He reached into the bottom of the pot with a spoon and slowly lifted a spoonful to the surface, revealing a golden, chopped-up substance mixed with the black soup...
The seven people who came to help in the kitchen, including Rengoku Chijuro, couldn't understand why the ingredients, which they had helped throughout the whole process and had no problems with processing, would end up turning out like this when they were put into the pot to make the finished product.
If they had not left the kitchen the entire time, they would really have suspected that the food in the pot in front of them had been replaced by the owner while they were away.
"No problem, my [Enriching Soup] is ready." Qingxi said, ignoring the seven people's bad expressions as if they were visually shocked.
"General." Seeing the girl facing a pot of shit, a pot of soup, stirring it with a spoon and then taking a bowl to taste it first, the black-haired boy grabbed the girl's hand holding the spoon faster than anyone else present.
"Hmm?" The girl, whose wrist was grabbed and whose movements were restricted, looked up at the boy, waiting for his next words.
Yagen Toushirou took the spoon and small plate from her hands naturally and handed them to Okurigara beside him. He then pulled her out of the kitchen and said, "Since the general has prepared the soup Kyojuro wanted, let's go for a walk outside to get rid of the smell."
Qingxi was dragged along for several steps before stopping. "Hey, I need to go over and see the ghost hunters' reactions after drinking the soup. I plan to make some modifications to the soup based on their reactions."
Yagen Toushirou paused when the girl pulled him. He was just about to think of something else to take her away, but he heard words that surprised him.
He organized his words for a moment before saying, "You mean, this pot of soup...was made by you, improvising a recipe?"
Qingxi nodded, her tone full of eagerness to try, "Yeah, it's rare to have so many people to help try out some dishes, and I just happened to have some new inspirations all of a sudden."
But that's not what you just said to Rengoku Kyojuro.
After reading what Yagento Shiro was thinking, she said confidently, "The effects Kyojuro and I talked about are definitely there. It's just that a soup doesn't become delicious just by having an idea and making it. It requires countless improvements."
But, General, you are not a chef either.
Do you still remember that your main job is winemaker?
Qingxi: "People who can't cook are not good winemakers."
A doting and helpless smile appeared on Yagen Toushirou's delicate face.
Okay, okay, it's rare to see the general like this. If you want to do it, then do it.
At worst, I can just stay at the general's door instead of resting at night...to prevent those ghost hunters who were scared during the day from breaking into the girl's room in the middle of the night and putting a sack on her and beating her.
"Come on, little Jialuo, give me a hand, let's push the pot of soup to the training ground."
After hearing everything that Kiyokis and Yagen Toushirou said, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's handsome face was already covered with a smile that looked like he wanted to cause trouble.
He urged the person beside him who was still looking down at the spoon and plate that Yagen Toushiro had stuffed in front of him, and asked Horikawa Kunihiro to take the bowl and spoon, while complaining to Qingxi: "Master, why didn't you tell me about this kind of thing in advance? I am very good at this, hehehehe."
Yagen Toushirou pulled Kiyoki, who was about to speak, and when she gave him a puzzled look, he said, "In that case, I'll leave the rest to you, Tsurumaru-san."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who didn't hear the deeper meaning behind Yagen Toushirou's words, patted his chest and assured, "No problem, leave the rest to me."
After hearing what he said, Yagen Toushirou pulled Qingxi back to the kitchen to help others get bowls and spoons.
"Yao Yan, why didn't you let me speak just now?"
When he reached the back of the group, Qingxi still couldn't help but ask this question.
"Nothing," the black-haired boy said. "Since Tsurumaru wants to take on this, let him do it. This way, you won't be put in a sack and beaten in the middle of the night."
Qingxi was stunned, but she immediately understood what the boy meant.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise up again and again, and finally she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The girl's clear bell-like laughter rang out, causing the five people walking in front who had not heard the two people's whispers to turn their heads back curiously to look.
Qingxi smiled and waved at them, "No, nothing, it's just that Yaoyan told me a joke... Phew, it's funny... I couldn't help it."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was focusing all his attention on the incident, didn't notice anything. Instead, Suzumaru Tsuneji and Esetsu Sahmonji seemed to have sensed something and silently handed over the task of delivering abundant soup to the ghost hunters in training to Tsurumaru Kuninaga.
And they are just helping out.
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