My Name Is Koi

"My Master, I know you are a good leader, but I hope you will not interfere with my choice of my master."

"If there isn't a suitable candidate, I'd rather grow old and die here!"

Yaozai was only stunned for a moment when he heard Black Feather's request, but he quickly understood.

He smiled slightly, not angry at this unusual Kasugai Crow.

After giving Kawabashi Izumioki a few instructions, he left.

But just as Black Feather had hoped, Yaozai did not give it a master to choose from, but instead handed the initiative over to it.

It was precisely because of this that Black Feather was unable to find a suitable swordsman for a long time.

The Kasugai Crow that were trained with him either had already gotten along well with their owners or had changed owners several times.

If you're unlucky, you've already been reincarnated.

Only Black Feather is an anomaly; he's still an inexperienced guy.

Perhaps disappointed by the long wait, Black Feather asked Kawabashi Izumioki to lock him up.

In his words, since he couldn't find a suitable master, there was no need for him to fly.

After hearing this story, the Scribe became even more satisfied with Black Feather in the cage.

A swordsman who dislikes being with his own kind and looks down on other swordsmen, whose own qualities are almost perfect.

Isn't this kind of Kasugai Crow perfect for me?

Although Black Feather is somewhat aloof in personality.

But in the Scribe's view, it is understandable that this Black Feather, which can be considered a "king" among the Kasugai Crow, has its own pride.

One should not be arrogant, but one must have backbone.

This is true for humans, and it is also true for Kasugai Crow.

If Black Feather were a timid Kasugai Crow that needed to ask permission for everything, I probably wouldn't have chosen it.

"Okay, I understand."

Scribe waved his hand and said to Kawabashi Izumioki.

"My mind is made up, I've decided on Black Feather."

Upon hearing the Scribe's words, Black Feather also looked over in this direction in a very human-like manner.

Do you think we'll get along well in the future?

"Won't."

Looking into Black Feather's eyes, Scribe grinned.

"We get along very well now."

Chapter 182 My name is Koinatsu

The Scribe's words were somewhat puzzling; at least Kawabashi Izumioki, who was standing nearby, did not understand what the Scribe meant at all.

But Black Feather inside the cage burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Great, that's what I think too!"

With a cackle, Black Feather flapped one wing against the cage and spoke to Kawabashi Izumioki.

"Hey, open the cage, I'm going with this guy."

"Don't call me by the wrong name, I have a name."

The Scribe reached out and gently tapped the cage.

"My name is Scribe. Please take care of me from now on, Black Feather."

"Coincidentally, I really hated my old number, but I really like the name Black Feather."

The right wing extended and then rested in front of it.

With his body slightly leaning forward, Black Feather gave the impression of a human gentleman bowing.

"Please give me your guidance, Mister Scribe."

To facilitate memorization and unified management, the Kasugai Crow were given numbers instead of names until a suitable owner was found.

Black Feather's previous designation was X38.

With its intelligence, how could it not understand the meaning behind this?

Seeing that Scribe and Black Feather had acknowledged each other, Kawabashi Izumioki, standing to the side, looked utterly helpless.

The relationship between a swordsman and Kasugai Crow is inherently a two-way choice based on mutual consent.

While most Kasugai Crow don't express dislike for their swordsmen, there are always exceptions.

Black Feather is an exception among exceptions.

Since both sides have made their choices, there's not much he can say.

He pulled out a bunch of keys from his pocket, Kawabashi Izumioki searching for a while, he finally took out a black key.

"I didn't realize that the key that locks your cage is so special."

Without saying a word, Black Feather simply tilted her head back and looked up at a 45-degree angle.

It looks just like a proud rooster.

It's as if to say that all of this is necessary.

Ignoring Black Feather's expression, the Scribe simply adjusted the position of the keyhole.

With a click, the cage was opened.

At the same time, a black lightning bolt shot out from the cage and soared into the sky.

Seeing the Black Feather flying freely, Scribe knew that he was feeling quite stifled.

After a while, when he felt it was about time, he waved his hand.

"Alright, if you've had enough fun, come back quickly."

Upon hearing the Scribe's words, Black Feather, who was stretching her body, immediately reacted.

The flying body instantly changed direction and flew straight towards the Scribe.

Seeing that Black Feather was not slowing down at all, Kawabashi Izumioki couldn't help but want to remind Scribe.

"It's alright, don't worry."

By gesturing, the Scribe indicated that he need not worry.

Sure enough, when Black Feather descended to a certain height, it suddenly flapped its wings.

A powerful gust of air was blown downwards, causing the Scribe's hair to become somewhat disheveled.

Using the recoil force, Black Feather's body slowed down at a visible speed.

Finally, it hovered in mid-air.

Seeing that Black Feather had reduced its speed in such a short time, Kawabashi Izumioki was dumbfounded.

"You didn't waste your 9.5 flight rating."

With its wings fluttering, Black Feather slowly landed on the Scribe's shoulder.

"Certainly."

Black Feather only said two words before falling silent.

Shaking his head helplessly, the Scribe didn't say anything.

After saying goodbye to Kawabashi Izumioki, he left with Black Feather.

After the Scribe left, the former turned and walked outside. (Reading La)

The Scribe chose the problematic Black Feather Kasugai Crow. He couldn't handle this alone, so it was better to talk to Ubuyashiki Kagaya about it.

When Ubuyashiki Kagaya heard the whole story, he just smiled faintly.

"As long as they both approve of each other, that's enough."

After leaving the cabin, Scribe also left the Demon Slayer Corps.

According to him, now that we have the Kasugai Crow, we must use them as soon as possible.

If something really happens to him, he will send Black Feather back to inform him.

Once again, he became a "wanderer" on this land, and the Scribe himself didn't know what to do next.

Go find Kibutsuji Muzan? That guy probably won't give me the chance to find him.

Go find the Twelve Kizuki to discuss the existence of demons? If it were that easy, the Scribe would have already chopped him into pieces.

Bored out of his mind, the Scribe wandered around, sightseeing and enjoying the scenery.

And so, he and Black Feather spent half a month together.

"I'm not saying this to be mean, Mister Scribe, but is this really a good idea?"

Standing on a branch, Black Feather looked down at the Scribe who was tending a fire below and spoke slowly.

"Don't you really need to find something to do?"

"Why is there nothing to do?"

As he tossed a few pieces of wood into the grill, Scribe watched the wild rabbit sizzling on the grill and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"My digestive system is constantly working, morning, noon, and night. It just won't stop."

"Humans are such a hassle, having to eat three meals a day."

Upon hearing the Scribe's words, Black Feather couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

As a Kasugai Crow, it can go for days without eating, just to fly at high speed and deliver intelligence.

Even under normal circumstances, it usually only eats twice a day, at noon and in the evening, and its diet consists of nothing more than grains and water.

"Skipping breakfast will make you die faster."

The Scribe waved his hand dismissively.

"Besides, if you don't eat a proper breakfast, how will you have the energy to prepare lunch and dinner?"

Faced with such a shameless Scribe, Black Feather was speechless.

After a short while, the roasted wild rabbit on the barbecue grill was almost done.

The golden skin reflected the light, and drops of oil slowly dripped from the rack into the flames.

The air was filled with a delicious aroma that made one's mouth water.

Just then, the Scribe suddenly raised an eyebrow and looked to the side.

"It seems like we have some guests."

As soon as the Scribe finished speaking, the Black Feather on the branch disappeared from the spot.

Although it does possess some fighting ability, it's always better to be cautious since it doesn't know the other party's identity.

"Don't be so nervous, it's a human."

After saying that, Scribe picked up the wild rabbit from the barbecue grill and spoke to the bushes next to him.

Come out, I've seen you for a while now.

The once quiet grass was suddenly filled with a rustling sound, which quickly spread.

A thin, dusty figure emerged from the bushes and looked toward the Scribe.

"Big brother, can you give me something to eat? I'm so hungry."

Judging from the other person's business, it's clear that this is a girl.

The faint firelight reflected on her face, which was very dirty and messy, but her fair skin could be seen through the gaps.

It's obvious she's a beauty in the making.

As she spoke, the girl unconsciously swallowed.