"Miss Mizuki came to the Swordsmith Village because she has the Master's trust."
"Oh, isn't Miss Kochou also here?" Meanwhile, Tanjirou had finally managed to calm Kotetsu down.
"I understand… but a demon overcoming sunlight… that's too far-fetched."
Tanjirou chuckled awkwardly: "Well, that's pretty much it."
Noticing the scrutinizing gaze behind her, Mizuki turned and gave Kotetsu a faint smile.
"Eek!" That smile scared Kotetsu so much that he hid behind Tanjirou, trembling.
He finally understood why this person looked exactly like the doll; it turned out she wasn't a descendant at all, but a sibling.
Too scary.
Mizuki poked Gin-ko in her palm: "It seems she won't wake up anytime soon."
Kochou Shinobu gently tapped her cheek with her pale fingertips: "It looks like the fight over there won't end anytime soon either."
After the Demon Slayer Marks appeared on Zenitsu and Inosuke's faces, even Tokito gradually felt strained.
He couldn't help but glance at Mizuki.
Is this the Demon Slayer Mark?
The ability to enhance physical attributes.
Indeed, quite something.
Inosuke flashed in front of him, his dull blue boar eyes glaring at Tokito: "What are you looking around for?!"
Tokito:...What in the world is this thing?
Seeing that the wide-open space couldn't be used, Haganezuka spoke from under the tree: "Then let's go inside and wait for them."
Hmm?
Mizuki's expression froze as she looked at Haganezuka. Had this guy not spoken at all until now?
A bit strange, so quiet.
When he suddenly spoke, she was wondering who it was.
Mizuki thought for a moment: "Then let's go first."
"Tanjirou, what do you say? Are you going to wait for them here?"
Tanjirou: "Ah, Miss Mizuki, you all go ahead. I'll bring them over to find you after they finish."
Kochou Shinobu smiled: "Then I'll leave these three guys to you."
Although Tanjirou was not as old as Zenitsu, among the people present, Tanjirou was already the most mature.
Zenitsu and Inosuke were each more troublesome than the last.
Mizuki pointed at yoriichi type zero: "Should we take this doll back?"
Kotetsu recovered for a moment, then shook his head: "No need, it can move on its own."
"Didn't you say it was about to break?"
"As long as it's not used for combat, daily movement is fine."
"I see." Mizuki's eyes gleamed with an unidentifiable light.
Kotetsu asked: "Mr. Haganezuka, can I temporarily store it in your smithy?"
"Whatever you want, as long as it doesn't affect my sword forging."
"Thank you." Kotetsu went in front of yoriichi type zero, tugged at a finger, and yoriichi type zero obediently squatted down. Then he used a key to turn the hole behind its neck, adjusting the doll's finger joints again.
"Just like this, you can adjust the doll's action modules through its finger joints."
"Depending on the enemy, the response can also change."
Kochou Shinobu covered her mouth: "How amazing."
Mizuki blinked: "What's the principle?"
"Such an incredible mechanism, what's the principle? What's the power source?"
"I don't know~" Kotetsu sighed, "If only I knew, I still can't fix it right now."
"..."
"It's done." Kotetsu finished the adjustment, and yoriichi type zero was activated, standing up like an attendant and leaning beside everyone.
"Let's go."
Haganezuka had long grown impatient. The main thing was that someone had finally agreed to let him forge a sword, so he had to leave a good impression.
Hmm, it wasn't because he was afraid of that woman.
Haganezuka's smithy wasn't far from here, about a ten-minute walk into the mountains from the Swordsmith Village.
Entering the house.
Well, the room wasn't exactly tidy, but the various iron tools immediately showed it was a smithy.
The house was very narrow, without even a place to sit.
yoriichi type zero, without any commands, actively stood by the door.
Mizuki couldn't help but look over.
This is too smart, isn't it?
There was no real-time operation; it was just like a real person.
She now somewhat believed this thing could fight Muzan.
Haganezuka rummaged through the house, found an iron plate, and propped it up with iron blocks to serve as a temporary table.
"Miss Mizuki, please come in."
"Hmm…" Mizuki's mouth twitched.
It really is simple.
After all, it's not a place to sleep.
"Give me Tokito-kun's Kasugai Crow." Seeing that Mizuki and Haganezuka were about to discuss serious matters, Kochou Shinobu proactively took the unconscious Gin-ko from Mizuki's hand.
Mizuki sat in front of Haganezuka.
Haganezuka reached out, and said seriously: "Could you please hand me the sword at your waist to take a look?"
"Sure." Mizuki unfastened Shura from her waist and handed it over.
Haganezuka placed Shura on the table, observing it very seriously.
Shura, like Yoriichi's sword, was of the standard samurai sword specification.
Because both swords were frequently used, to avoid misjudgment during use, even their lengths were exactly the same.
Snow Breathing didn't have as strict requirements for weapons as Love Breathing or Serpent Breathing, so Haganezuka also wanted to find some inspiration from Mizuki's usual sword.
Haganezuka grumbled: "What material is this sword made of?"
"My flesh and blood."
Haganezuka suddenly looked up.
Mizuki:?
A serious expression was hidden beneath the fire man mask: "I haven't worked with this material before, can it be melted?"
"...It can, yes."
Anyway, the consumption isn't great.
"Or you could just give me a piece of bone."
Mizuki looked bewildered, almost spitting blood. What do you think you're asking for? 'Just a piece of bone'?
"Are you sure?" Mizuki's eyes became somewhat resentful.
"Absolutely!"
"Alright." Mizuki nodded slightly, then picked up Shura from the table and raised it high.
She suddenly offered a soothing remark: "Don't be nervous."
Then, before anyone could react, she chopped the sword down towards her own arm… What is all that noise?
The chattering sounds in her ear roused Gin-ko's consciousness. She opened her eyes in a daze.
With a tearing sound, blood splattered onto Haganezuka's fire man mask, adding a touch of gloom.
"Ugh~"
Gin-ko's eyes rolled back, and she fainted again.
"Eek!!" Kotetsu, terrified, crouched under yoriichi type zero's crotch.
Kochou Shinobu didn't notice the movement in her palm, casually tossed Gin-ko into the pool of blood on the table, and sat next to Mizuki.
"Don't worry." Mizuki focused her attention, and her severed arm regenerated at a visible speed, fully recovering in just three breaths.
"How can I not worry about something like this?" Kochou Shinobu glared at Mizuki helplessly, then looked at Haganezuka with a dark expression.
"Mr. Haganezuka!!"
"You…"
"Ooh ooh!!" Haganezuka remained completely oblivious, staring intently at the snow-white severed arm on the table with an expression like he was examining a rare treasure.
Mizuki felt her scalp tingle and quickly manipulated the severed arm.
The flesh and blood on the severed arm visibly melted away, leaving only a section of snow-white bone.
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