Shinazugawa Genya's face was flushed red, either because the energy contained in Mizuki's hair was too powerful, or because he was genuinely furious, displaying a twisted expression much like Muzan's when Yoriichi cut him down.
Mizuki thought it was probably the latter.
"I'm going to kill you, woman," Shinazugawa Genya panted, exuding a resentful aura.
"I really didn't mean to, please, please," Mizuki said, a rare look of embarrassment on her face, pressing her palms together in apology.
Shinazugawa Genya trembled with anger. If he hadn't seen that Mizuki didn't do it on purpose, he would have fought her to the death.
Kochou Shinobu smiled and said, "A Blood Demon Art that can control people sounds very dangerous~"
Mizuki, having finally placated Shinazugawa Genya, didn't know how to respond to Kochou Shinobu's words.
"I promise not to use it on people." Mizuki held up four fingers. "I swear."
Then she gave Kochou Shinobu a speechless look, hoping she wouldn't cause any more trouble.
Shinazugawa Genya eventually calmed down, though his gaze was far from friendly.
Mizuki broke out in a sweat, not daring to say another word.
She quickly changed the subject, saying, "Alright, alright, let's get started."
As a fierce person of few words, Kanao decisively took two steps back and drew the Nichirin Blade from her waist.
Tanjirou: "Eh? Are we using real swords?"
Kanao looked at him strangely: "Is there a problem?"
...No, there isn't.
They often used real swords before. It was just that they had been using wooden swords so much lately that he subconsciously responded that way.
"Alright, don't be angry, let's train first," Mizuki awkwardly urged Shinazugawa Genya, who was still standing rooted to the spot.
Shinazugawa Genya walked to the corner, his eyes fixed on Mizuki without the slightest deviation, making Mizuki's scalp tingle.
Tanjirou took a deep breath, retreated to Kanao's side, held his breath, and focused.
"Be careful," Kochou Shinobu said, nodding slightly to Mizuki once they were all ready.
Even though Mizuki was now difficult to kill completely, Kochou Shinobu was always exceptionally serious about such matters.
Kochou Shinobu gracefully leaped and moved like a dancing butterfly to a corner, and the group surrounded Mizuki.
Shinazugawa Genya felt the changes within his body.
Strong, too strong.
Despite some resistance to what had just happened, Shinazugawa Genya, after slightly sensing the changes in his body, suddenly felt that having his body controlled wasn't entirely bad.
It was a powerful feeling he had never experienced before when devouring other demons.
Shinazugawa Genya clasped his hands together, as if he could feel immense power within them.
Tanjirou exhaled a peculiar sizzling sound, and a stream of orange radiance breathed out.
"Young Miss Mizuki, here I come."
He looked up, the Demon Slayer Mark on his forehead now etched like a tattoo.
Tanjirou was currently the second person in the Demon Slayer Corps, besides Mizuki, to have the Demon Slayer Mark permanently active.
Even other Hashira who had already awakened their Demon Slayer Marks didn't possess such talent.
In fact, if nothing unexpected happened, Tanjirou would be the first person in this era to awaken the Demon Slayer Mark.
He truly had a lot of talent in this regard.
"Mm, bring it on," Mizuki said, drawing the Nichirin Blade from her waist, a faint smile on her lips.
She was also very curious about her current strength.
"Sun Breathing, First Form: Circle Haze!"
The moment the Q&A ended, Tanjirou, who wasn't far away, almost instantly transformed into a flash of orange light and appeared before Mizuki. His blade, enveloped in orange flames, burned fiercely as it swung towards her, as if to decapitate her instantly.
Mizuki's eyes widened slightly, as if she hadn't reacted in time, and she instinctively retreated backward.
But the blade still grazed Mizuki's neck.
Tanjirou froze for a moment, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face.
He seemed to have hit Young Miss Mizuki, but... Tanjirou hesitated whether to pull back, because he never expected to hit Mizuki at all.
Mizuki saw his expression and knew he couldn't bear it, even though she had told him countless times before that she wouldn't die even if she was decapitated by a Nichirin Blade.
A certain Sun Breathing originator, Mr. Yoriichi, who was born with a Demon Slayer Mark and See-Through World, had already proven this point.
While Tanjirou was momentarily stunned, the blade could not be stopped and sliced through Mizuki's throat.
Hot blood immediately gushed out.
Watching Mizuki get cut, Kochou Shinobu's heart clenched. Even though she knew Mizuki wouldn't die from it, she was still startled.
"What?" Shinazugawa Genya was still immersed in his immense power when he looked up and saw Mizuki being cut by Tanjirou, his eyes instantly widening.
What kind of joke is this?
He actually hit her?
No one understood Mizuki's current power better than Shinazugawa Genya. Just a bit of her hair was enough to transform him completely.
If Tanjirou could hit her with one strike, then Shinazugawa Genya would immediately swallow all the hair Young Miss Mizuki gave him.
To add excitement to Tanjirou's reenactment of the Sun Breathing originator's battle against Kibutsuji Muzan.
Amidst his shock, Shinazugawa Genya's expression suddenly changed.
Just as Tanjirou hesitated whether to stop and check on Mizuki's condition, he suddenly heard a sharp shout.
"Watch out! Tanjirou!"
"Wh-...?" Tanjirou inexplicably got goosebumps, subconsciously looked around, and his pupils sharply contracted.
He saw that he was surrounded by circles of red lines, he didn't know when they appeared.
This is...!!!
"Rui's Blood Demon Art?!" Tanjirou's face showed shock.
Mizuki covered the wound on her neck with one hand, a gentle expression on her face.
At her clasped fingertips, the sword wound on her neck had completely healed, leaving no trace of blood.
You've grown, Tanjirou... That move just now was swift and decisive, truly the demeanor of a Great Master.
The slender blood threads surrounded Tanjirou, reminding him of Rui, the Lower Rank Five, whom he encountered at Mount Natagumo.
A Blood Demon Art like spider threads.
But... Tanjirou observed the blood threads swirling around him like silk, and was startled, saying, "No, Rui's Blood Demon Art isn't this flexible."
These blood threads were like living things, completely different from Rui's threads.
Mizuki tilted her head and asked with a puzzled expression, "Aren't you going to run?"
"Eh?" Tanjirou immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"If you don't, your body will be torn to pieces immediately," Mizuki gestured, slightly clenching her clasped fingers. "All tattered."
"Flower Breathing, Second Form: Honorable Shadow Plum!"
At this moment, Kanao moved. Her Nichirin Blade danced quickly, and pink Sword Qi surged towards the blood threads, as if to pulverize them.
However.
When the sharp blade tip touched the blood threads, the slender threads bent and sagged under the impact of the blade, but showed no signs of breaking.
Instead, after reaching the limit of Kanao's strength, the incredibly resilient threads used the momentum to send Kanao flying backward.
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