Seeing the skill description, Xia Feng paused for a moment.
This ability reminded him of the spider demon on Mount Natagumo in the anime—the one who controlled Demon Slayer members using threads.
If he remembered correctly, that was the demon who played the role of the "mother" in the twisted family game.
His Puppet Strings ability was somewhat similar.
However—
His version allowed the controlled target to use their original abilities.
Just that single advantage already placed it far above the spider demon's technique.
Xia Feng glanced around.
He really wanted to test the skill.
Unfortunately, the people nearby were all team members, which made things inconvenient.
As for Kanao Tsuyuri, if he asked, she would probably agree to cooperate.
But Xia Feng felt that using such an ability on Kanao would make him seem like some kind of creepy old man…
So he temporarily gave up on the idea.
Several days later, the group arrived at Mount Momoyama.
This was the training house for Thunder Breathing!
As soon as they approached the area, Xia Feng saw Jigoro Kuwajima waving at him in the distance.
"Doctor Xia Feng! Over here! Over here!"
Xia Feng noticed that beside Kuwajima stood a blond-haired boy.
The boy looked timid.
He hid behind the old man, cautiously peeking his head out to look at them.
Leading Kanao and the medical staff, Xia Feng walked over.
"Senior Kuwajima, we're here to conduct medical examinations for the candidates participating in the Final Selection," he said with a smile.
Kuwajima smacked his lips.
"These little brats are about to fight for their lives, yet they act like they're going on a vacation. Every one of them is ridiculously excited."
Then he turned and looked behind him.
The blond boy shrank back.
When Kuwajima looked at him, he asked in confusion,
"What's wrong, Grandpa?"
Kuwajima immediately gritted his teeth.
"You're the only one who's scared out of your mind every day! Can't you show a little backbone?!"
After saying that, he sighed and looked back at Xia Feng.
"My apologies. You must think this is quite ridiculous."
Xia Feng shrugged, pretending he hadn't seen anything.
Then he glanced at the blond boy.
Zenitsu Agatsuma.
A member of the main protagonist group.
Xia Feng had always had a good impression of Zenitsu.
Although he was a bit of a pervert at times and constantly clung to Nezuko, when it truly mattered, he was someone you could rely on.
Especially during the Drum House incident.
Even after realizing that a demon was hidden inside the box, he still protected it because he trusted Tanjiro.
Just that alone was enough to call him brave.
Under Zenitsu's somewhat nervous gaze, Xia Feng nodded at him.
Kuwajima looked at Xia Feng and couldn't help sighing.
"I never expected you to become a Special Advisor… Your rank is now even higher than mine."
Xia Feng shrugged.
"It's not that useful. I still have to run errands like this anyway."
Kuwajima laughed.
With Xia Feng's current position, who could force him to run errands if he didn't want to?
The reason he came all the way out here was obviously because of someone at the Butterfly Estate.
After living so many years, Kuwajima could see through something like that instantly.
Still—
Seeing through something didn't mean he had to say it.
That was the secret to maintaining friendships.
While secretly praising his own emotional intelligence, Kuwajima invited Xia Feng and his group into his home.
Despite once being a Hashira, his living conditions were extremely simple.
A small wooden hut.
Inside were a basic hearth, a hanging iron pot, and a sleeping area.
That was all.
After resting briefly, Xia Feng and the others went outside to examine Kuwajima's students.
Zenitsu was about to follow them when Kuwajima stopped him.
"Zenitsu, what do you think of that Doctor Xia Feng?"
Kuwajima knew that Zenitsu possessed extremely sharp hearing.
He could hear things ordinary people couldn't.
When focused, he could even guess what others were thinking just by listening to subtle cues.
Zenitsu scratched his head.
"How should I put it… I'm not really sure."
"His presence feels really strong. I'm honestly too scared to look at him."
"But I can tell he's a good person!"
At the end, Zenitsu gave an awkward laugh.
He felt his answer sounded stupid.
Grandpa would probably sigh again.
However—
Kuwajima simply nodded.
"A good person, huh… If you say so, then it must be true."
He thought for a moment before looking back at Zenitsu.
"Why are you still standing there? Go outside and help! Trying to slack off?!"
Zenitsu: "..."
You were the one who told me to stay!
Grumbling internally, he pushed the door open and walked outside.
The moment he stepped out—
He saw Xia Feng sitting under a tree, leaning against the trunk and taking a nap in the shade.
Before coming to this world, Xia Feng would never dare do such a thing.
Sleeping against a tree?
Who knew what kind of bugs would crawl into his clothes?
But now—
With the aura of a Nichirin blade, insects didn't dare approach casually.
So he slept without worry.
Zenitsu felt a little jealous.
He wanted to take a nap too…
Then he noticed something.
A girl wearing a peach-colored kimono slowly walked over and placed a bamboo container filled with water beside Xia Feng.
Seeing the girl, Zenitsu was stunned.
So cute!
This was the cutest girl he had ever seen in his life.
However, he didn't stare for long.
Because he could sense that when the girl looked at Xia Feng—
Her eyes were filled with focus.
Since she already liked someone, he wouldn't interfere.
That was his principle.
His personal philosophy.
The examination process was simple.
After a full day, most of the students preparing for the Final Selection had been examined.
Xia Feng stood up, planning to fulfill his earlier promise to Kuwajima and check Zenitsu's condition.
Falling from a tree…
Perhaps it was some kind of mild brain injury?
If it was just brain trauma, Xia Feng could treat it.
After all, it fell within the scope of healing techniques.
But just then—
He suddenly sensed someone approaching.
He turned his head.
In the distance, under the setting sun, a figure slowly walked toward them.
It was a Demon Slayer Corps member.
Short black hair.
Thick eyebrows.
He looked slightly older than Zenitsu.
A Nichirin blade hung at his waist.
As he approached, more and more people noticed him.
Zenitsu froze for a moment.
Then he frowned.
"…Senior Brother."
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