Demon Slayer: You call paying to get stronger "lightning"?

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However, at this point in time, Muzan, the scoundrel, had not yet come looking for them, and Tanjiro's family was still living happily.

Nezuko was still just an ordinary little girl, and the tragedy had not yet occurred.

Seeing Tanjiro's simple and hardworking appearance, Ryosuke felt a mix of emotions.

It was at this moment that he, an outsider, first met the protagonist of the original work.

After talking with Saburo, Tanjiro decided to return home.

However, his firewood basket was too heavy, and his small body swayed and almost fell over.

Ryosuke instinctively stepped forward and steadily supported Tanjiro.

"Ah! Thank you!"

Tanjiro turned around, his face full of gratitude.

What a wonderful boy!

Ryosuke gave a gentle smile.

"Be careful, such a heavy basket of firewood is too much for you."

Saburo, who was standing nearby, also came over and said to Tanjiro with a smile.

"Tanjiro has met a kind samurai."

Tanjiro nodded vigorously and spoke enthusiastically to Ryosuke and Kyojuro.

"Thank you, sirs! It's getting late, would you like to rest at my house? It's just up ahead!"

Tanjiro pointed to the mountain and extended a warm invitation.

Ryosuke and Kyojuro exchanged a glance.

Ryosuke nodded and smiled, "Alright, then I'll take my leave."

Kyojuro was puzzled.

He felt that Ryosuke seemed to care too much about this boy.

However, it's good that we don't have to live a life of hardship.

It would be inappropriate to visit empty-handed.

Ryosuke and Kyojuro bought some seasonal fruits, candies, and snacks.

Tanjiro, seeing this, quickly waved his hand.

“Mr. Yasui, Mr. Rengoku, this is too much trouble! It really doesn’t have to be like this, our family…”

Ryosuke stuffed the snacks into Tanjiro's arms and laughed.

"It would be impolite to visit empty-handed on the first visit, so please accept this small token of my appreciation."

Tanjiro looked at the sweets in his arms and thanked him again.

"No, thank you very much!"

As they walked along the mountain path, the setting sun cast long shadows of the three of them.

Tanjiro was a little embarrassed to receive the gift, but he was also happy that his younger siblings could eat delicious food, and he started talking non-stop.

He enthusiastically recounted the interesting stories from the mountains.

What wild fruits are available in each season? The tranquility of the shrine under the winter snow? And how mischievous my younger siblings are...

The mundane daily routines are full of life, warm and beautiful.

Ryosuke listened quietly, occasionally nodding in agreement.

He suddenly thought of something and spoke up, with a hint of joking.

"Tanjiro, aren't you afraid we're bad guys? It's getting dark and you're bringing two strangers home."

Tanjiro shook his head without hesitation.

"No! Mr. Yasui and Mr. Rengoku smell reassuring!"

Ryosuke was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

He almost forgot about it.

Charcoal has a keen sense of smell and can recognize people by their scent.

It's practically a human-shaped scumbag detector.

As we approached the summit, a wooden house came into view, with wisps of smoke rising from its chimney.

At the entrance of the courtyard, a figure sat under the eaves waiting.

Tanjuro was thin and had a sickly pale face.

He was dressed simply, and wore sunflower earrings.

Standing right next to him was a lovely girl with delicate features, dressed in a pink kimono.

The cutest character in the original work is Nezuko!

Nezuko ran up to her brother when she saw him.

"Brother, welcome back!"

"Well, I'm back."

Tanjiro patted her head and smiled gently.

Tanjuro's gaze passed over Tanjiro and landed on Ryosuke and Kyojuro.

"Tanjiro, who are these two?"

"Ah, Father, this is Mr. Yasui, and this is Mr. Rengoku."

Tanjiro quickly explained, "They are the samurai who helped me down the mountain. It's getting late, so I'd like to invite them to stay at my house for the night."

Tanjuro nodded and gave a slight nod to Ryosuke and Kyojuro.

"So you are Tanjiro's guest. My humble abode is simple, please don't be offended, please come in."

Ryosuke and Kyojuro bowed and thanked him before entering the Kamado house.

The house was filled with the aroma of food. Tanjiro's mother, Kamado Aoi, wearing a headscarf and simple clothes, was busy in the kitchen.

She turned around when she heard the noise and saw a guest bowing slightly.

"Ah, we have guests. The meal is simple, please excuse us."

"You're too kind, madam."

Ryosuke responded politely.

Putting aside everything else, Crocodile Teacher's portrayal of a married woman is truly spot-on.

In the past there were Zhushi, Lunhuo, Zhijin, and now there are sunflower branches.

Each one is a sight to behold.

Ryosuke even suspected that the crocodile might have some kind of unusual fetish.

Tanjuro sized up Ryosuke and the other man, his voice flat.

"Are you two gentlemen from the Demon Slayer Corps?"

P.S.: I need a book for 200,000 words. All you godfathers can suggest some good names.

Chapter 101 A Person Like a Plant

The Demon Slayer Corps' uniforms and Nichirin Blades are one aspect.

Then there's Tanjuro Kamado, this seemingly sickly man is actually incredibly powerful.

The Kagura dance of the Hinokami, passed down through generations of the Kamado family, is actually the Sun Breathing Dance.

Tanjuro not only inherited Sun Breathing, but also opened up the Transparent World with his frail body.

The problem is that Tanjuro doesn't know any swordsmanship or physical skills, so he can't unleash the full power of Sun Breathing and the Transparent World.

Such an abnormal talent would be considered top-tier even among humans.

However, he was not Yoriichi Tsugikuni after all, and his frail body held him back.

The heavens are jealous of talent.

With this inherited knowledge and folklore, it was not surprising that he knew about the Demon Slayer Corps.

"Yes, Mr. Tanjuro has a good eye."

Ryosuke readily admitted it, bowing slightly: "I apologize for disturbing you."

Tanjuro shook his head, a hint of reminiscence on his face.

"No need to be polite. Our ancestors had some connection with the Demon Slayer Corps. It is fate that you two are here today."

You're not connected to the Demon Slayer Corps, you're connected to Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

"Mr. Tanjuro, you're too kind."

Tanjuro nodded and didn't say anything more.

Due to damage to his eardrum, Kyojuro can only hear a little sound.

He overheard most of their conversation, but the usually cheerful older brother was unusually quiet.

At this moment, Tanjiro is helping Aoi in the kitchen.

Nezuko and the slightly older Takeo were playing with Hanako and Shigeru.

Rokuta, who was just learning to walk, stayed close to Nezuko.

Hanako, being a girl, is relatively quiet, while Shigeru, being a boy, is at the mischievous age.

The other children, including Nezuko, were all timid and polite when they saw Ryosuke and Kyojuro.

Shigeru stared intently at the pastries and candies that Ryosuke and the other man had brought, and then walked over to them.

"Um, can I eat this?"