Kanae softly replied, "It will still take some time for them to arrive from their side. Let's wait a bit longer."
Although the Special Training might seem most exhausting for the members, it is actually the most tiring for the Hashira.
Not only do they need to coach the members in swordsmanship and Breathing Technique in a one-on-many setting, but they also cannot neglect their own practice.
Often, after the members have fallen asleep from a tiring day, the Hashira still need to conduct their own training.
The battles between Sanemi Shinazugawa and Tanjirou usually took place late at night.
The fact that he apologized to Nezuko probably stems from the goodwill he felt from Tanjirou during their training sessions.
Sanemi Shinazugawa sat in the corner, raised his eyes slightly, and asked, "Will everyone else come?"
Kochou Shinobu nodded slightly: "Yes, everyone except Mr. Himejima will be present."
Sanemi Shinazugawa's eyes flickered slightly, and he grinned: "I thought I might get to spar with Mr. Himejima. That's a bit disappointing."
"Indeed." Kanae sighed, her tone tinged with regret.
She wasn't regretting the inability to fight Himejima Gyomei, but rather lamenting the principle that those who awaken the Demon Slayer Mark cannot live past the age of twenty-five.
Mr. Himejima possesses such powerful combat ability; he could clearly become even stronger, yet he is limited by this rule.
"Is the midnight snack preparation sufficient?" Kanae counted on her fingers. "Excluding Mr. Himejima, there will be ten Hashira present."
"Adding Kanao, just to be safe, we should prepare at least fifty servings, right?"
Fifty... Tanjirou sweated. He instinctively felt Miss Kanae had miscalculated; how could ten-plus people require fifty servings?
But considering the appetites of Young Miss Kanroji, Mr. Rengoku, and Mr. Tomioka, fifty servings might even be a little too few.
After all, that group of people can eat an extraordinary amount.
Nezuko rolled up her sleeves, showed off her muscles, and nodded confidently: "Don't worry, Kanae-nee, I've prepared thoroughly."
Mizuki: "..."
As everyone chatted, lively sounds came from afar, and figures began appearing inside Shinazugawa's residence.
"idiot, isn't there a main gate? Why do you have to climb over the wall!" This was a gloomy voice.
"Hahaha, this great lord would never do something so unflashy!" This was a confident voice. "Besides, how could this great lord, being a ninja, use the main gate!"
"A so-called ninja must take the unconventional path!"
"I smell dango!" This was a happy female voice.
"Oh! Now that you mention it, I smell it too! It's the smell of Katsudon!" This was an enthusiastic voice.
"..." This was a silent voice.
"..." This was also a silent voice.
"Those few idiots..." A vein throbbed slightly on Sanemi Shinazugawa's forehead.
A brilliant smile appeared on Kanae's face: "It looks like everyone has arrived."
Before anyone could walk out of the dojo to greet them, the main door of the dojo was kicked, slamming loudly against the wall.
"Oh! Hand over the dango!" Kanroji Mitsuri happily stretched out her arms toward everyone, exposing her ample bosom.
Crack~
The recently repaired main door cracked open, tumbled down with a clang, hit the wall, and finally landed flat on the ground with a smack.
A vein twitched slightly on Sanemi Shinazugawa's forehead.
Everyone completely ignored the collapsed door and comfortably walked into the dojo as if they were entering a campsite.
Rengoku Kyojuro looked around suspiciously: "I don't see any food."
Nezuko said sheepishly, "Um, the food is still in the kitchen."
"Nezuko-chan~" Kanroji Mitsuri rushed forward, hugged Nezuko tightly, and shouted, "Food, food! I want food!"
"Mitsuri-nee." Nezuko struggled to wriggle out of her ample bosom, letting out a sigh of relief.
She almost suffocated.
Sanemi Shinazugawa patiently asked, "Did you guys not eat dinner before coming?"
Kanroji Mitsuri replied concisely: "We ate."
As soon as Kanroji Mitsuri finished speaking, Sanemi Shinazugawa took a deep breath.
And then.
Sanemi Shinazugawa roared angrily, "Are you a pig?! It hasn't been long since nightfall!"
Kanroji Mitsuri's joyful eyes visibly became misty, and she turned to look at Kanae: "Kanae~ I'm being bullied~"
"Wait! Wait a minute! Why are you going to Kanae!" Sanemi Shinazugawa panicked internally.
Kanroji Mitsuri paused, turned back, and complained tearfully to Iguro Obanai: "Mr. Iguro, I've been bullied~"
"Shinazugawa, this is no way to treat a comrade."
"..."
Seeing the slightly hostile look in Iguro Obanai's eyes, Sanemi Shinazugawa understood.
Their brotherhood was probably going to be ruined by a Woman.
Fortunately, the situation didn't escalate. Kanae came out helplessly to mediate: "Alright, isn't it still early?"
"Besides, wouldn't it be better to have a midnight snack after exercising?"
Kanroji Mitsuri turned and hugged Kanae, muttering with a wronged expression, "It's fine, I can eat a little less."
Everyone:...The 'little' you mention is probably different from the 'little' they perceive, right?
Those misty, large eyes gave Kanae a headache.
Why couldn't she refuse?
At this moment, Mizuki spoke.
"I think the midnight snack should be saved until after the training is complete."
Kanroji Mitsuri pursed her lips and looked over: "Eh? Why~"
Mizuki ignored her attempt to be cute and stated calmly, "It wouldn't be very graceful if you threw it up."
"..."
Meeting Mizuki's crimson double pupils, Kanroji Mitsuri shivered, tightening her grip on Kanae's arm.
So scary~
Young Miss Mizuki is so scary~
"Right, you said it's Special Training, so how should we train?" Uzui Tengen asked curiously. "Should we spar among ourselves, or...?"
"Are you an idiot?" Mizuki raised her eyes. "With a wicked demon like me here, you're actually thinking about sparring?"
Uzui Tengen's mouth twitched: "No, isn't it because there are too many of us?"
This Woman is indeed as sharp-tongued as ever.
Mizuki replied flatly, "So, even if you were facing Kibutsuji Muzan, would you challenge him to a one-on-one duel?"
Uzui Tengen decisively chose to shut up.
He figured it out: no matter what he said, he would be retorted. The only choice was to stay silent.
"Hoh? You mean you want to fight all of us?" Iguro Obanai, who had been played by Mizuki earlier, curled his lips.
"Are you lacking confidence?" Mizuki tilted her head. "Worried that even working together, you won't be able to defeat me?"
Iguro Obanai's face darkened. Before he could speak, Mizuki added:
"Speaking of which, I believe I mentioned this before, regarding you and that Hedgehog Head brat."
"About giving you a good beating."
Sanemi Shinazugawa grinned: "Bold words. Do you really think one person can defeat all of us?"
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