Various Colors of Blades
Muzan did not rashly use his Blood Demon Art to peek at whether this guy was ridiculously handsome. It would be bad if he noticed something suspicious.
He watched the man unwrap layer after layer of cloth tied around the Nichirin Blade, revealing the sword within.
Muzan accepted the Nichirin Blade and slowly drew its blade under the watchful eyes of the swordsmith and Douma.
As Muzan adjusted his breathing, the "color-changing blade" was gradually covered in a deep blue from hilt to tip.
He rather liked Tanjiro's Water Breathing, so he decided to use Water Breathing from now on. It would not turn more dazzlingly colorful than neon lights like it had on Mount Fujikasane.
"It's blue. Such a beautiful color..."
The swordsmith sighed. "Good luck to you."
"I thought it would be rainbow-colored."
Douma muttered from the side.
Beneath the mask he could not see through, the swordsmith's brow twitched twice. What the hell was rainbow-colored supposed to mean?!
Did he think Nichirin Blades were rainbow swords?!
Show some respect for Nichirin Blades!
He glared at Douma, stood up indignantly, slung his box over his back, and left.
Douma: What about my sword?
Muzan glanced at him. "The swordsmith forging your blade has already arrived."
Just as Muzan said, another person pushed open the door. Wearing a strange mask, he poked his head in and asked:
"Is Xu Wu here?"
Douma hurriedly stood up. "That's me!"
"I'm the swordsmith forging Xu Wu's Nichirin Blade." As he spoke, he took off the large wooden box on his back. While opening it and undoing the cloth straps, he said:
"Nichirin Blades are forged from ore mined from mountains closest to the sun. These stones are exposed to sunlight year-round, without rain or clouds blocking them. They