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

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After a moment, Yushiro sat up slightly and, after confirming that Rika was fast asleep, crawled out from under the bed.

He gritted his teeth and threw off the covers, instantly overcome with rage, so angry he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

Tamayo, nestled in Ryosuke's arms, had a flushed face, shimmering eyes, and slightly disheveled hair. She looked like a shy, timid little bird, completely uncharacteristically demure.

It looks like I've just gone through some kind of repeated exercise!

A silent cry erupted from Yushiro's heart.

Ryosuke Yasui! You! You deserve to die!!!

Tamayo then came to her senses, quickly got off Ryosuke, and tidied her kimono and hair.

Her face was still flushed as she nodded slightly to Ryosuke and whispered.

"Mr. Ryosuke, thank you for tonight... We'll take our leave now..."

"Yes, be careful."

Tamayo didn't linger any longer and slipped out of the ward with Yushiro, disappearing into the night.

Ryosuke watched them leave, then lay back down, unable to suppress a soft chuckle.

Tamayo is quite gentle...

Leaving the Butterfly Mansion, Yushiro could no longer contain himself, his voice filled with agitation and grievance.

"Lady Tamayo! That Ryosuke Yasui has gone too far! He... he actually dared to..."

Tamayo did not answer Yushiro's question, but simply turned her head slightly to look in the direction of the Butterfly Mansion.

She chuckled softly, her voice ethereal, her answer seemingly irrelevant.

"Yushiro, didn't you find the story that Mr. Ryosuke just told very interesting?"

Yushiro: "???"

Chapter 89 Did she take the wrong medicine?

The next day, Ryosuke slept until late morning.

He stretched and yawned, his body making a series of cracking sounds.

After a long period of rest, Ryosuke's body is a bit stiff, and he needs to train quickly to recover.

He put on his coat, got up, and walked out of the ward.

In the courtyard of the Butterfly House, two familiar figures were training hard, sweating profusely.

Kanae, who rarely has free time, is dressed in a simple team uniform, and seems to have grown even taller.

She brandished her wooden sword, unleashing her ever-improving Flower Breathing technique.

The multiple slashes were dazzling, like blooming flowers, with elegant, dense and fierce attacks, protecting the body completely.

After performing the entire sword technique, she was only slightly out of breath.

In contrast, Shinobu Kocho, standing to the side, appeared to be struggling quite a bit.

Her purple eyes were tightly closed, clearly indicating that she was using a new breathing technique.

The sword technique is mainly based on extreme thrusts, and the body moves as elusive as a butterfly.

This is the Insect Breathing technique used by Shinobu Kocho in the original work.

Currently, the insect's call is not yet perfect, and many transitions are awkward and stiff. The connection after several strong attacks has been flawed, resulting in considerable consumption.

Kanae was the first to notice Ryosuke leaning against the door, sheathed her wooden sword and smiled.

"Mr. Ryosuke, you're awake? Are you feeling better?"

"Much better, thank you for your concern."

Ryosuke nodded, his gaze falling on Shinobu Kocho.

"Shinobu, what you were practicing just now didn't seem to be Flower Breathing?"

Shinobu wiped her sweat and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it's something I derived and improved from Flower Breathing, and it's still not fully developed."

Ryosuke stretched his stiff shoulders, neck, and arms, and picked up a training wooden sword.

"You can't figure it out on your own. Come on, let me spar with you."

Upon hearing this, Kanae's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Mr. Ryosuke, are you really alright? The chill has only just dissipated..."

"It's okay, moving around will actually help you recover faster."

Ryosuke waved his hand, signaling to Shinobu: "Shinobu, don't hold back, just attack with all your might."

Seeing Ryosuke's insistence, Shinobu's expression turned serious.

She took a deep breath to adjust her rhythm, a sharp glint flashing in her purple eyes.

The next moment, she moved!

Insect Breathing, Butterfly Dance, Teasing!

Her petite figure was like a purple butterfly flying swiftly close to the ground, and the wooden knife in her hand turned into a cold star, stabbing straight at Liang Jie's ribs!

Ryosuke secretly praised him and, relying on his superhuman fighting instincts, dodged to the side.

He swung his wooden sword and struck at Shinobu's wrist.

Shinobu Kocho's first attack missed, so she used the momentum to spin around and change her sword technique again!

Insect Breathing, Bee Fang Dance, True Dance!

This thrust was even more fierce!

The wooden sword shot straight at you like a poisonous bee's sting!

Ryosuke's pupils constricted slightly as he parried with his sword.

With a crisp sound, the two collided.

Ryosuke's body was swayed, and the corner of his clothes was torn.

Ryosuke focused his attention and countered, slashing upwards with his wooden sword.

Shinobu Kocho lacked combat experience and was a beat too slow in her movements.

This tiny flaw was magnified infinitely in Ryosuke's eyes.

Shinobu Kocho dropped the wooden sword from her hand.

"It's still too much of a stretch..."

The butterfly, panting, shook its head.

She knew very well that Ryosuke hadn't even used his breathing technique; he was simply giving her instructions.

If it were a life-or-death struggle, I'm afraid I wouldn't even last a single blow.

"No need to worry unnecessarily."

Ryosuke sheathed his sword: "Your speed is extremely fast and your thrusts are fierce. Your angles are tricky and you target vital points. This breathing technique brings your strengths to the extreme. It's very impressive."

Butterfly forced a bitter smile and looked down at her slender wrist.

"Simply thrusting fast is ultimately weak and it's difficult to cut off the heads of those evil spirits."

This is her biggest worry and bottleneck.

Ryosuke understood her concerns, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Shinobu, do you know?"

"Mr. Beimingyu and Tianyuan are both physically strong and incredibly powerful, so their breathing techniques are very distinctive and extremely fierce."

Shinobu looked up and listened attentively.

"Mr. Makijuro and Mr. Kyojuro honed and nurtured their fighting spirit. Their Flame Roar moves were wide and powerful, with raging flames overwhelming the demons."

Ryosuke paused, then continued, "As for Giyu and Sabito..."

Shinobu's lips twitched as that annoying face flashed through her mind.

But she had to admit that Yi Yong's physique and talent were far superior to hers.

Ryosuke chuckled twice and continued.

"The two of them, one calm and the other gentle, brought the unpredictable nature of water to its fullest potential, combining offense and defense seamlessly."

Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses.

"The significance of breathing techniques is to find the path that suits you best, maximizing your strengths and minimizing your weaknesses."

"Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many derivative schools."

“Strengths…” Shinobu Kocho murmured to herself, her purple eyes narrowing slightly.

Besides her thrusting ability, her greatest strength lies in medicine.

A skilled doctor can also be a poison master.

"Mr. Ryosuke, you want me to use...poison?"

"There is nothing shameful about seeking help from outside sources."

Ryosuke nodded firmly: "Moreover, this is your unparalleled strength."

"Coal the blade with potent poison, and deliver the venom into the demon's body at the moment of thrust."

"At that time, there will be no need to behead them; the toxins will disintegrate them from the inside, using our strengths to attack their weaknesses."

The butterfly was stunned.

This idea contradicted the teachings of directly slaying demons, and she hesitated instinctively.

"But, wouldn't this..."

Somewhat despicable...