A Suspected Member of the Twelve Kizuki / The Sorcery Demon
"He is Sabito, also a Ranked Corps Member, but his strength has reached the Pillar level, so he can be considered another Water Hashira."
Pillar level!
Upon hearing the word "two," Tanjiro instinctively swallowed.
This young man with scars on his face, who doesn't look much older than me, is already at the Pillar level?
The Mister Scribe specifically sought out these two people to train me, and I must not let him down!
Thinking of this, Tanjiro walked up to Sabito and Makomo and said respectfully.
"I am Kamado Tanjiro, nice to meet you from now on!"
Sabito and Makomo smiled and said they would do their best.
Seeing his disciples so harmonious, Urokodaki Sakonji.
But the Scribe grinned, a malicious smile appearing on his face.
"Oh right, I forgot to tell you guys."
"I will be there to supervise you four as you train."
"Whether it's a trainee or a coach, if they don't work hard, I don't mind giving them extra help."
Upon hearing that the Scribe might personally train them, Sabito and Makomo's smiles instantly froze on their faces.
Sabito, in particular, still vividly remembers being trained by the Scribe alongside Tomioka Giyu.
That feeling, so deep it seeps into my bones, is something I'll never forget in this lifetime.
Tanjiro looked at Sabito, who seemed rather strange, with a puzzled expression on his face.
"What's wrong with Mr. Sabito? Something feels off."
Chapter 232 The Possible Existence of the Twelve Kizuki
And so, the Scribe settled down in the Mt. Sagiri and began his life as a "teacher".
With Sabito and Makomo as his "subordinates," his training became much richer than before.
One morning, the Scribe was giving a lecture to Tanjiro and Nezuko.
"I hear your task today is to go up the mountain, from the foot of Mt. Sagiri all the way to the top. I will follow along and supervise you."
As she spoke, the Scribe kicked the bamboo basket at her feet.
"There are some stones inside. You two carry them carefully. Remember, not a single one can fall out, or it will be considered a failure."
Upon hearing this, Tanjiro quickly stepped forward and looked inside the bamboo basket.
Looking at the half-filled bamboo basket of stones inside, he weighed them in his hand.
"So heavy! It weighs at least half of me!"
His lips twitched violently, and he then looked at the few scattered pieces inside Nezuko.
With a wry smile on his face, Tanjiro spoke to the Scribe.
"Mister Scribe, are you sure these are the texts I need to memorize?"
With a raised eyebrow, the Scribe walked over, glanced at the document, and said.
"I'm sorry, I think I made a mistake."
With the burden in his heart lifted instantly, Tanjiro was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the Scribe's next words dragged him back into hell.
"You should have a full bamboo basket, not so little."
As he spoke, the Scribe pointed to a pile of stones not far away.
"Just pick them up yourself and put them in, and remember to fill it up completely."
Looking at the smiling Scribe, Tanjiro wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't.
He sighed and silently walked toward the pile of stones.
Soon, he filled the bamboo basket and went up Mt. Sagiri with Nezuko.
Watching the brother and sister's figures gradually disappear, Scribe slowly spoke.
"Sabito, Makomo, it's up to you two now."
"Yes, Mister Scribe."
The voices of Sabito and Makomo came from the trees behind them, followed by a shaking, as if something was running up the mountain.
Meanwhile, Tanjiro and Nezuko had also started climbing the mountain.
"Nezuko, if you feel tired, you can share some of the stones with me."
Walking along the familiar mountain path, Tanjiro said to Nezuko beside him.
"Your health is rather weak, so you should be more careful."
"It's okay, I can manage."
Nezuko shook her head, declining Tanjiro's offer.
In her opinion, how could a shrewd person like the Scribe not have considered the possibility of "mutual assistance"?
He must have known the weight of the stones in each of their bamboo baskets.
If they get caught, they'll probably have to get extra training.
Most importantly, she hoped she could help Tanjiro.
With Urokodaki Sakonji Water Hashira her mentor, she naturally knew a lot about demons.
The thought of her brother having to fight against "non-humans" filled her with countless worries.
Therefore, she wants to become stronger, even if it's just to help in a little way.
After walking for a while, Tanjiro and Nezuko had reached the halfway point of the mountain.
"It seems that this is just a simple mountain climb with heavy loads."
Taking a deep breath, Tanjiro wiped the sweat from his forehead and rested for a while.
Just then, he sniffed the air and caught a familiar scent.
"This is..."
A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly realized what was going on.
"Mr. Sabito! Ms. Makomo!"
After shouting, Tanjiro looked at the bushes beside him.
There, Sabito and Makomo slowly walked out, each holding a wooden sword.
"Was this arranged by the Mister Scribe?"
Standing beside Nezuko, Tanjiro swallowed hard and asked.
"Can you tell me what your intentions are?"
"We had no other choice."
With a helpless smile on his face, Sabito replied.
"The Mister Scribe told us to wait here and smash the bamboo baskets behind you. Of course, we will suppress our strength."
After he finished speaking, he exchanged a glance with Makomo beside him.
Although they spent very little time with Tanjiro and Nezuko, it did not prevent them from accepting the siblings.
Even so, training is training, and they won't hold back.
"Alright, let's start. If we don't start now, it'll be over in ten minutes."
A voice suddenly rang out, and the four people looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Scribe sitting on the tree trunk.
Scribe took a bite of the apple he had picked and said with a smile.
"If you don't complete the task within ten minutes, Sabito and Makomo will be the ones punished."
A wicked smile curved his lips.
"Sabito, you should know very well what the punishment is."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tanjiro sensed that the two people opposite him were somewhat different.
Especially Sabito, whose eyes suddenly lit up like a volcano about to erupt.
"So, what exactly is punishment?!"
He sighed inwardly, but Tanjiro didn't have time to speak.
Two wooden swords came flying at him, and he and Nezuko could only run and dodge.
The Scribe was quite pleased to watch the four people fighting amongst themselves below.
"Grow up soon."
In the days that followed, the Scribe would come up with strange tasks every now and then.
During the mission, various obstacles will also appear.
Sometimes they would snatch a stone from the hands of Sabito two, and other times they would search for the Scribe was hiding on Mt. Sagiri.
Although the training process was very difficult, Tanjiro and Nezuko could clearly feel that their strength was increasing rapidly.
On one occasion, at the end of a mission, the Scribe stood in front of the brother and sister and spoke.
"Alright, you have passed my test and graduated smoothly."
"Yay!"
Excited, Tanjiro jumped up from the spot. At this moment, all he wanted was to find a place to rest and relieve the fatigue that had accumulated over such a long period of time.
Just as the Scribe was about to say something, a swift black shadow appeared in her eyes. (Reading La)
"Black Feather, what brings you here?"
He raised an eyebrow, wondering why Black Feather was so agitated.
"Something has happened, Mister Scribe."
Black Feather folded its wings and landed on the Scribe's shoulder. After resting for a while, it continued speaking.
"A ghost has appeared in a certain temple and has already devoured many passersby and villagers. My Master suspects it is one of the Twelve Kizuki!"
His smiling expression instantly turned cold, and a glint flashed in the Scribe's eyes as if he were thinking.
"I'm going right now to meet that guy."
Chapter 233 The Demon of Sorcery
"The Twelve Kizuki have appeared?!"
When Tanjiro and the others heard this news, they exclaimed in surprise.
"Could it be Muzan's doing?"
"Have no idea."
Shaking his head, the Scribe indicated that he wasn't sure either.
The description of ghosts in the letter brought by Black Feather was also only vague.
During a routine demon-slaying mission, the swordsman squad successfully arrived at the temple where the demons resided.
But just as they were preparing to exorcise the demon, other evil spirits suddenly surged out of the temple and surrounded the swordsmen.
With half of their men lost, the remaining team members returned to report the news.
Subsequently, a small team led by three Ranked Corps Member set off again.
This time, although they dealt with the ghosts outside, they successfully met their target.
But before they could act, they were severely injured by the ghost in one move.
If it weren't for the three Class A swordsmen desperately stalling for time, probably none of them would have made it back.