Do You Want to Become a Demon Slayer? / Is There Still Time to Think Up an Excuse?

"Could it be that my feeling is wrong, Kanao Tsuyuri really needs to rest?"

As Kanao Tsuyuri approached the room, Scribe couldn't help but question his own feelings.

However, not long after, Kanao Tsuyuri reappeared, dispelling the Scribe's doubts about himself.

The casual clothes she had changed out of were gone, replaced by a proper and tight-fitting training outfit.

The tight material wrapped around Kanae Kocho's youthful body, outlining all the curves she should have.

But the Scribe's gaze wasn't on that; what he was interested in was the long, narrow object that Kanao Tsuyuri was holding.

However, because it was wrapped in black cloth, the Scribe couldn't say exactly what it was.

After leaving the room, Kanao Tsuyuri carefully observed her surroundings, seemingly to make sure no one was around.

Only after making sure no one was around did she walk outside.

Watching her figure gradually disappear, Scribe knew that the secret would soon be revealed.

His gaze shifted back and forth between the room behind him and the figure in front of him, but Scribe ultimately chose the latter.

Although sneaking into a girl's room is exciting and can uncover the mystery faster, once such a thing is discovered, it's impossible to clear one's name.

The Scribe didn't want to be labeled as someone who "intruded into other people's rooms and spied on girls' secrets."

Shrugging, the Scribe quickly followed behind Kanao Tsuyuri.

Chapter 169 Do you want to become a Demon Slayer?

It was already dusk, and most of the team members were planning to go back to their rooms to rest.

There weren't many people on the street, making it seem rather deserted.

Kanao Tsuyuri walked very slowly, stopping every now and then to see if she would encounter any swordsmen.

To avoid being discovered, she would deliberately take detours.

It's clear she doesn't want anyone to know.

The Scribe didn't do much, just silently followed behind her.

Finally, Kanao Tsuyuri stopped.

Upon closer inspection, Scribe was somewhat surprised to find that this was actually a training ground.

In order to allow the swordsmen to train their bodies and strengthen their physiques, the Scribe and Ubuyashiki Kagaya specially designated a piece of land in this area as a training ground.

Among these are sandbags, beanbags, a playground, and even training stakes.

Due to time constraints, there is no one left in the training field now.

"What is Kanao Tsuyuri doing here at this time?"

Touching his chin, Scribe's gaze kept shifting back and forth between Kanao Tsuyuri and the training ground.

When his gaze fell on the long, narrow object wrapped in black cloth, he seemed to understand something.

"Could it be that..."

As if to prove to the Scribe that his conjecture was correct, Kanao Tsuyuri slowly removed the black cloth after confirming that no one was in the training ground.

Under the black cloth was a bundle of wooden strips tied together.

Below the wooden strip, there is a protective wooden ring, which looks like it was glued on.

At the bottom is a thick white cloth, which seems to be used to protect the palms.

It looks like a child's toy.

But the Scribe always felt that he had seen this thing somewhere before.

After feeling the feel of the wooden stick in her hand, Kanao Tsuyuri walked into the training ground.

Watching her movements, Scribe felt an even stronger sense of inexplicable familiarity.

The next moment, Kanao Tsuyuri walked up to a wooden stake and raised the "wooden stick" in her hand.

The moment he saw her move, Scribe finally understood what that simple handmade wooden stick was.

That was made in imitation of Nichirin Blade!

Kanao Tsuyuri to do is practice sword fighting!

Sure enough, after holding the stick high for a short while, Kanao Tsuyuri swung it down forcefully.

"Clap clap clap!"

A series of crisp sounds rang out as the simple wooden stick repeatedly struck the wooden stake in front of him, leaving shallow marks. (Reading La)

Watching Kanao Tsuyuri constantly "wielding her sword" in training, the Scribe fell silent.

Although in this life, due to her own reasons, Tsuyuri Kanao experienced a few fewer years of tragic life and did not have the experience of being bought by the Kocho Sisters later.

Even so, the Kocho Sisters still expressed their affection for Kanao Tsuyuri the moment the three met.

Otherwise, the Scribe wouldn't have entrusted Kanao Tsuyuri to their instruction, and the Kocho Sisters wouldn't have let her learn nursing knowledge.

Although they hadn't discussed it, the Scribe and the Kocho Sisters subconsciously reached a consensus.

If possible, let Kanao Tsuyuri live such a simple life.

That is why, although Kanae knew that Kanao Tsuyuri suited to learn and use Flower Breathing, Kanae Kocho did not teach her.

However, it now appears that the Scribe underestimated Kanao Tsuyuri's "desire".

She not only has ideas, but she also takes action to realize them.

He made his own Nichirin Blade out of wooden strips and chose to train at the training ground when no one was around.

Not only that, she also learned Breathing Technique.

Although it has some flaws and is not smooth, it is a genuine Breathing Technique.

Sigh~

With a sigh, the Scribe didn't know how to judge Kanao Tsuyuri's behavior.

They didn't steal or rob; everything was done by hand using their own DIY skills.

Time is also something you can freely use after you've finished your work.

The training didn't bother anyone; they always chose times when no one was around.

Upon closer examination, the Scribe really couldn't find anything to say.

Feeling overwhelmed, the Scribe couldn't help but feel frustrated by Kanao Tsuyuri's "cold violence" approach to dealing with the situation.

If you really want to learn, why don't you just tell yourself?

The Kocho Sisters disagree with Kanao Tsuyuri's request; can't you go and discuss it with them yourself?

But then he thought about it again and realized that the Scribe was having a bit of a headache.

Kanae Butterfly is alright in that respect; she's beautiful, kind-hearted, and has a soft heart.

But Shinobu Butterfly is different; she's very stubborn.

Thinking back to the last time I discussed something with her, I was scammed out of a large sum of money by her.

Just as the Scribe was pondering how to negotiate, Kanao Tsuyuri had already broken the wooden stick in her hand.

Looking at the handicraft broken in two, her face remained completely calm, showing no sign of the frustration or regret one might feel after spending several days painstakingly creating a piece only to have it ruined.

Her face only had one expression, the expression of thinking about how many days it would take to remake one.

Kanae Kocho carefully picked up the other half that had fallen to the ground and wrapped it in a black cloth.

This could serve as evidence that I had been here, so naturally I couldn't leave it at the scene.

If my sneaky behavior is discovered, Lord Flower Hashira and Lord Shinobu might get angry.

"By then, the Mister Scribe might not come looking for me anymore."

Shaking her head, Kanao Tsuyuri dismissed the thought that had just formed in her mind.

She believed that as long as she worked hard, one day those three people would recognize her.

***'s hands were red and swollen from waving them around repeatedly, and the white cloth wrapped around them did not provide any protection.

Ignoring the pain in her palm, Kanao Tsuyuri simply wiped the sweat from her forehead and prepared to continue with the next training exercise.

Just then, a voice suddenly appeared, making her freeze in place.

"Do you want to become a Demon Slayer?"

Chapter 170 Is it too late to start thinking of an excuse now?

The Scribe's voice wasn't very loud, but it reached Kanao Tsuyuri's ears clearly.

Upon hearing that voice again, she was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

"Scribe...?"

After a moment of surprise, she slowly turned around and looked at the Scribe who had been standing behind her.

Looking at Kanao Tsuyuri in front of him, the Scribe also fell silent.

The girl's young face still held a somewhat dazed expression, but her eyes were red, with a glistening liquid seemingly swirling within them.

I don't know if it's because I finally saw the Scribe after so long, or because my secret that I've kept hidden for so long has been discovered.

Seeing the complicated expression on her face, Scribe couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Why didn't I notice her thoughts in time?

He took a deep breath, cleared his mind of distractions, and looked directly at the girl in front of him.

"Tsuyuri Kanao, I'll ask you one more time, do you want to become a Demon Slayer?"

"I want to~"

Without the slightest hesitation, Kanao Tsuyuri gave the answer that had remained buried in her heart.

The moment she finished speaking, she sprinted forward and ran towards Scribe.

Finally, finally, there was someone willing to listen to her thoughts.

Ever since I was taken away by the Mister Scribe and saw a ghost that night, I've had this thought in my mind.

Join the Demon Slayer Corps and become a full-fledged Demon Slayer.

However, she was not allowed to learn Breathing Technique.

Kanao Tsuyuri knew they were doing it for her own good.

Even though the Mister Scribe hadn't come to see her for a long time, and the Flower Hashira Pillar and Shinobu didn't want her to have too much contact with things related to demons, she knew very well that it was all for her own good.

However, this still couldn't change the thoughts deep in my heart.

She wants to wield Nichirin Blade and become a swordsman who slays demons on the battlefield!

Therefore, she could only exercise secretly when no one was around.

Fortunately, all the perseverance finally paid off tonight.

The Mister Scribe has finally come to find me.

Not only that, he also agreed to his request.

Looking at Kanao Tsuyuri, who was burying her little head in his chest, Scribe subconsciously reached out and touched her head.

"Okay, it's my fault. I didn't understand your true thoughts in time."

As she spoke, the Scribe wiped away the tears from Kanao Tsuyuri's eyes and whispered.

"From today onwards, I will never let you down again."

No~

The sobbing gradually subsided, Kanao Tsuyuri raised her head to look at the Scribe in front of her, her voice somewhat hoarse.

"I am already very satisfied that Mister Scribe came."

From Kanao Tsuyuri's words, the Scribe could not detect any resentment or displeasure.