Demon Slayer: The Great Swordmaster System Awakens, I Am Tsugikuni
Chapter 144

I Knew Your Ancestors

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Because he had experienced so much, he didn't want to put all of this on a girl who had never experienced ghosts.

If he had a choice, he would love to cut Kibutsuji Muzan to pieces right now and eliminate the problem at its root.

But even after Scribe said so much, Koinatsu showed no hesitation whatsoever.

"No, it's not because of..."

Koinatsu wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

Looking at her red eyes, as if tears were about to fall at any moment, Scribe couldn't help but think that he had been too cruel to do this.

He didn't speak and fell silent.

Koinatsu also remained silent, simply sitting on the bed with her arms wrapped around her legs, silently watching Scribe.

After an unknown amount of time, Scribe slowly raised his head and looked at Koinatsu.

"Have you really thought this through? Once you embark on this path, there's little chance of turning back."

The Scribe's face was serious, completely unlike his usual gentle demeanor.

"Those guys who arrested you before are nothing but ants compared to what you'll encounter in the future."

As he spoke, he gazed at Koinatsu, observing the expression on her face.

Even so, are you still going to come with me?

Taking a deep breath, Koinatsu looked directly into Scribe's eyes.

From her face, the Scribe tried to see a hint of hesitation, panic, and evasion.

But in the end, Koinatsu still had that same expression.

"Okay, you've passed."

With a sigh, Scribe rubbed his temples and said.

"You win."

'Yay!'

Although she didn't know why Scribe seemed somewhat helpless, Koinatsu was extremely happy that he was willing to let her follow him.

She jumped off the bed, stretched out her right index and middle fingers to make a "V" sign, Koinatsu face was full of happy smiles.

With a wave of his hand, the Scribe gestured for her to get ready.

Very obediently, Koinatsu finished quickly.

"Next, I'm going to tell you something that might completely change your worldview."

"Okay, great!"

Koinatsu's expression gradually turned serious, and she knew that Scribe was about to say something that ordinary people did not know.

"First of all, there are not only humans in this world, there is also a kind of creature called..."

Before he could finish speaking, Scribe saw Koinatsu raise her hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Um, Mister Scribe, I'd like to ask, what exactly is meant by 'three values'?"

With a sharp twitch at the corner of his mouth, Scribe pressed one hand to his forehead, his face showing an expression that said, "I should have known better than to say it."

"You don't need to worry about that, it's not the point. The point is what I'm about to talk about."

"Okay, I understand."

With a wave of his hand, the Scribe put on a serious expression again.

As time went by, the Scribe told Koinatsu about the existence of man-eating demons in the world and the Demon Slayer Corps that hunts them.

Not only that, he also told Koinatsu that he was the sole inheritor of the Sun Breathing Swordsman of the Beginning Breathing technique.

When Koinatsu heard the news, her eyes were full of stars as she looked at Scribe, filled with admiration.

Moreover, the Scribe also saw a trace of sorrow and grief on her face.

But no matter what, I didn't see a trace of fear on her face.

Considering how Koinatsu behaved after being Daki in the original work, Scribe couldn't help but sigh.

Although Koinatsu appears to be very delicate, she is actually a very strong girl at heart.

Soon, the night was over.

Just as dawn was breaking and the sun was slowly rising over the horizon, the Scribe heard a sound coming from outside.

Turning my head, I saw Black Feather.

Where did you go last night?

Looking at the Black Feather flying back, Scribe was still a little curious about where it had gone last night.

"After arriving in this town, I could smell a scent in the air, the scent of us Kasugai Crow communicating with each other."

Black Feather shook its feathers, shaking off the morning dew.

"Then, I found the intelligence tube that had been left behind."

As he spoke, he lifted his left leg.

There, the Scribe saw a small wooden tube containing paper.

After taking out the first piece of paper and reading the words on it, the Scribe smiled.

The note had a sentence written on it.

"The Location of the Tokito family has been found."

Chapter 188 I Know Your Ancestors

Finding the Location of the Tokito family was good news for the Scribe.

After all, Tokito Muichiro's talent was already quite formidable in the original work.

Even with amnesia, relying solely on his anger towards demons, he became a Pillar-level wielder after only two months of wielding a sword.

It's clear that if such a genius swordsman had joined the Demon Slayer Corps earlier, he could have propelled the world's gears forward much faster.

With this in mind, the Scribe took out a piece of paper and a pen from the side.

He wrote very little, but he clearly explained why he had the Demon Slayer Corps search for the Tokito Family. (Read by Shura)

It's important to know that the Tokito Family can be said to have inherited the bloodline of Tsugikuni Michikatsu, the current Upper Kokushibo Upper Rank One.

After the Scribe was finished writing, it was cut up and then put into a wooden tube.

He also took out another piece of paper that he had put inside earlier.

Just as he had expected, the paper contained a simple map, roughly pointing to the Tokito Family.

"Black Feather, take the things to Yaozai as soon as possible. I'm going to find Tokito Family first."

After resealing the wooden tube, Scribe stroked Black Feather's feathers and said with a very serious expression.

"This is of great importance, and I need you to get this done as quickly as possible."

"I see."

Although she didn't know why the Scribe was so serious, Black Feather could still distinguish between what was important and what was urgent.

Nodding, Black Feather, disregarding the fact that it had just returned, flapped its wings and flew away again.

Watching Black Feather's figure disappear into the distance, Scribe glanced at Koinatsu beside him.

"Mister Scribe, is Black Feather the same Kasugai Crow you mentioned before?"

"Yes, it is indeed Kasugai Crow, but even among Kasugai Crow, it is considered an anomaly."

As she spoke, the Scribe waved the note in her hand.

"But now, we need to go find a few people."

Led by the Scribe, he and Koinatsu left the inn and began to walk along the route on the note toward the Tokito Family's location.

According to the brief description on the note, the Tokito Family lived deep in the mountains and rarely interacted with others except when purchasing necessary supplies.

The situation feels somewhat similar to that of Kamado Tanjiro's family.

On weekdays, Tokito Brothers's mother, Xia, supplements the family income by taking on needlework jobs.

The Tokito Brothers' father Tokito Saburo, was a woodcutter, and the family lived a decent life.

Although they were somewhat poor, the family lived happily together.

There's one more thing. Although the intelligence didn't name anyone, the Scribe knows it should happen around this time.

The original work mentioned that when Tokito Muichiro was ten years old, which is this year, Tokito Kasumi died of pneumonia caused by a cold.

Not long after, Tokito Saburo went out to gather herbs, encountered a storm, and eventually fell off a cliff and died.

And so, the once happy family of four was reduced to just the two brothers, who now depended on each other for survival.

But fate can be cruel sometimes.

The year after their parents died, Tokito Ichiro, the older brother, died at the hands of a demon while protecting his younger brother Tokito Muichiro.

It was precisely for this reason that Muiichiro lost his memory, leading to the events that followed.

"That mountain in front should be it."

Stopping in their tracks, the Scribe pointed to a mountain ahead and spoke slowly.

"There's a small town not far ahead. I'll go there and rest for a bit."

Nodding, Koinatsu didn't speak, but the expression on her face was enough to show that she was exhausted.

She was just an ordinary person, without the physical strength of a ghost, nor had she practiced Breathing Technique.

Although Scribe intentionally slowed down her pace, the fact that she could persist for so long is enough to demonstrate her strong will.

"Once we arrive, you should rest well. You don't need to come with me yet."

"But, Mister Scribe, I..."

Upon hearing this, Koinatsu's face turned pale.

She thought that Scribe wanted to calm her down first, and then find a reason or simply disappear, leaving her here.

As if sensing Koinatsu's thoughts, Scribe's face showed an expression that seemed to want to laugh.

"What are you worried about? I won't leave you."

Scribe gently patted her little head and said.

"I'm just going into the mountains to look for someone. I'll come back when I find them."

"Good."

Hearing Scribe say this, Koinatsu felt relieved.

She narrowed her small eyes slightly, enjoying the feeling of being touched by Scribe.

After settling Koinatsu in a hotel, Scribe left her some money.

After a few simple inquiries, many people in this small town knew the location of the Tokito Family.

After all, the wood that Tokito Saburo cuts is excellent firewood, and he is quite well-known in the area.

"Oh, you mean Tokito? I know, they came to town to buy things a few days ago."

Upon hearing that the Scribe was searching for the location of the Tokito Family, an elderly man pondered for a moment and then slowly spoke.

"If you walk into the mountains, after walking for a while you will see a large wooden stake. Walk a little further in the direction of the large wooden stake and you should be able to see it."

"Okay, thank you, sir."

After thanking the old man, the Scribe headed into the mountains.

Just as the old man had said, after walking past the large wooden stake for a while, the Scribe saw the small house in the distance.

It is now dusk, and wisps of smoke are drifting away on the wind.

Seeing this, the Scribe sighed inwardly.

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