Upon receiving Mizuki's affirmative reply, Haganezuka finally stood up.
Mizuki let out a long breath.
This awkward scene, please, can't you play with Tanjirou instead?
Mizuki subconsciously pulled her arm back.
Noticing the movement in her hand, Kochou Shinobu quickly retracted her hand.
Haganezuka returned to his serious demeanor and said in a deep voice, "No one among us has ever seen Snow Breathing, so perhaps we will need you, Lady Mizuki, to demonstrate it personally."
Depending on the Breathing Technique Sword Form, the specifications of Nichirin Blades also vary.
Ordinary samurai swords can adapt to most Breathing Techniques and Sword Forms, but a specialized weapon crafted according to the Sword Form is definitely the most suitable.
Just like Kanroji Mitsuri's Love Breathing, which looks like a gymnastics performance, her Nichirin Blade is also crafted to resemble a ribbon.
Another example is the Serpent Hashira, Iguro Obanai, whose Serpent Breathing Sword Form twists like a python, and his Nichirin Blade is also curvy.
This is to maximize the power of the Sword Form.
Mizuki nodded lightly and glanced around: "Of course, no problem. Is there a training ground or something similar here?"
The village chief raised his cane and pointed to one side: "As for the training ground, that..."
Haganezuka pointedly ignored the old village chief: "I know a place where no one will disturb us. Please follow me."
Mizuki's gaze swept back and forth between the two, then she nodded to Haganezuka: "Then please lead the way."
With that, she asked Tanjirou and the others: "Do you want to come along?"
"Or do you prefer free time?"
Tanjirou scratched his head and looked at his companions: "Let's go with Miss Mizuki."
They were unfamiliar with the place and had no idea what to do.
Zenitsu and Inosuke also had no objections; as long as it wasn't training, a walk would be good.
There was no need to ask Kochou Shinobu, of course.
The village chief waved his hand at Haganezuka: "Hotaru, I'll leave the guests to you."
Haganezuka said nothing more, leading the group away. After a dozen steps, he suddenly turned back.
"You bastard old man! What's cute about that name?!"
Suddenly, Haganezuka angrily burst out, then, without giving the village chief time to react, he led everyone into the mountains.
Everyone: "..."
Village Chief: "..."
This guy... After walking for a while, Zenitsu couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"
"My sword-forging hut." When discussing serious matters, Haganezuka, aside from his mask being a bit distracting, was so serious he didn't seem human.
This surprised everyone, making them exclaim in their hearts.
This guy can actually be so serious?
Inosuke suddenly said, "Why aren't you working in the workshop? Were you ostracized?"
Haganezuka paused, then sharply turned back, staring intently at Inosuke.
"Wow!" Inosuke trembled all over, his skin breaking out in goosebumps.
This guy is terrifying.
Mizuki sighed, rubbing her forehead, 'Here we go again...' "Get lost! I don't care if you're a Hashira, the key will absolutely not be given to you, and I will absolutely not tell you how to use it!"
Suddenly, a childish boy's voice echoed through the forest.
Zenitsu's ears twitched: "Someone's here?"
No kidding, we already heard it, didn't we?
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw two figures, one tall and one short, standing in the distance.
A boy wearing a fire man mask and a youth in a Demon Slayer Corps uniform, who looked even younger than Tanjirou.
Kochou Shinobu's eyes flickered slightly in surprise: "Ara, isn't that Tokito-kun?"
"Tokito is?"
"Don't you know him? Tanjirou should have met him, he's..."
Before Kochou Shinobu could finish introducing him, Zenitsu, who had run ahead, let out a loud shout.
"Ah! What is that guy doing?!"
Everyone looked over. Tokito Muichiro delivered a chop to the boy's neck with his hand, then casually grabbed the boy by his collar.
Mizuki's eyelids twitched twice.
Another Hashira... This Swordsmith Village might just fall apart.
With so many Hashira gathered in the Swordsmith Village for no apparent reason, Mizuki had good reason to suspect Muzan might make a move.
The moment they saw the two arguing, Zenitsu, who was at the front, rushed forward.
"Let go of him! What kind of person bullies a child... *Pfft*~"
Zenitsu ran straight into a punch, clutching his nose in pain and crouching down.
"Zenitsu!" Tanjirou quickly followed.
Inosuke burst out laughing and charged forward: "How dare you! You dare to bully this great lord's subordinate!"
Mizuki, Kochou Shinobu: "..."
Here we go again.
Kochou Shinobu smiled wryly: "Mizuki, who do you think will win?"
"Hmm~ Tanjirou and them."
Although Tokito is of the Tsugikuni Family bloodline and a genius, the current Tanjirou, fighting alone, might not lose to Tokito Muichiro before he awakens his Demon Slayer Mark, let alone with three of them together.
However, only Zenitsu and Inosuke charged forward. Tanjirou suddenly stopped midway, stiffly looking to one side, as if he had seen something incredible, standing motionless.
This spot was blocked by trees, so they couldn't see clearly.
Mizuki and Kochou Shinobu walked a few steps forward, and a red figure faintly appeared behind the trees.
That is... Mizuki's crimson eyes slowly widened, reflecting a figure she hadn't seen in hundreds of years.
"Yoriichi?"
After a moment of surprise, Mizuki quickly reacted and focused her scrutiny.
No, there are no signs of life, nor does it look like a ghost.
Is it a puppet?
Hearing Mizuki's address, Kochou Shinobu was slightly surprised: "Yoriichi refers to?"
"Miss Mizuki, what is this?" Their conversation brought Tanjirou's thoughts back.
Mizuki quickly walked two steps and stopped in front of that figure.
Kochou Shinobu looked up, it was... exactly the same.
Yoriichi?
Why would the Swordsmith Village have a doll of Mr. Yoriichi?
"Is this Mr. Yoriichi?" Tanjirou subconsciously asked Mizuki, but... ugh... what a look of disgust.
Mizuki's lips moved slightly, uttering two words: "So ugly..."
Why does it have six arms?
Kochou Shinobu smiled helplessly. Really, she's not honest at all.
She's clearly very happy.
Before one wave subsided, another rose. Before the boy could deal with Tokito, he saw three more people crowding around.
He rushed over, shouting, "Ah!! Don't touch it! You'll break it!"
Hearing the commotion behind her, Mizuki subconsciously turned her head.
The boy's body suddenly stiffened, almost tripping and falling. Looking at Mizuki, his body trembled violently.
"Hmm?" A hint of confusion flashed across Mizuki's face, and she asked with concern, "Are you alright..."
The boy tremblingly stretched out his hand to point at her, his voice louder than ever: "The doll has come to life!!!"
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