Zenitsu Gets It Wrong / Three Training Exercises, All Designed to Torment Zenitsu

Nodding, Tanjiro did not refute the matter.

Just thinking about how the Scribe trained him and Nezuko made him feel that his future was "completely bleak."

I hope this rehabilitation training won't be another hellish ordeal.

Chapter 291 Zenitsu's Zenitsu

The next day, Tanjiro, Nezuko, Inosuke were taken away by the Scribe to begin their rehabilitation training.

When they returned, Zenitsu, who was lying in bed, was surprised to find that all three of them were somewhat listless.

No matter how he asked, he couldn't get any information about the training from them.

"I'm sorry, Zenitsu, I'm really tired. Let me rest for a while."

Shaking his head, Tanjiro collapsed onto the bed with a thud and fell asleep.

Nezuko slightly better, covered Tanjiro and then went back to her own bed to rest.

Inosuke is still the same as always; he can't seem to muster any enthusiasm no matter what he does.

This situation continued until the day before Zenitsu was scheduled to participate in rehabilitation training.

"Please don't do this! Tell me what happened. I have to attend rehabilitation training tomorrow!"

Tanjiro shook his head and said weakly.

Zenitsu, you'll see for yourself when the time comes.

Zenitsu looked at the emaciated group of people and his face twitched violently.

He admitted that he was starting to panic.

Feeling nervous, he arrived at the rehabilitation training room the next day.

As soon as he entered, Zenitsu saw the Scribe sitting in the middle, with Kanzaki Aoi, Tsuyuri Kanao, and the three most famous little ones in the Butterfly Mansion sitting next to him.

Terauchi Kiyou, Nakahara Sumi, Takada Naho.

"Oh, Zenitsu is here today too."

With a smile and a wave, the Scribe began to speak.

"This should be your first time here, so I'll just give you a brief explanation."

"Wait a moment."

Before the Scribe could begin to explain, Zenitsu interrupted him.

There's something I'd like to ask.

"What is it? Just ask."

"Are these girls also part of the rehabilitation training?"

The Scribe nodded, a slight smile appearing on his face, as if to say, "Is there a problem?"

"Tanjiro, Inosuke, you two come here for a moment."

Upon hearing the Scribe's reply, Zenitsu immediately said something to Tanjiro and Inosuke.

"?"

"No, I don't want to go."

Faced with these two guys, Zenitsu shouted angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense, come here obediently when I tell you to!"

Tanjiro and Inosuke were dumbfounded when they saw Zenitsu for the first time.

Zenitsu didn't give them a chance to think, grabbing them by the collar and dragging them out.

"Sit properly, sit up straight!"

Seeing Zenitsu's face gradually darken, Tanjiro seemed to realize that something bad had happened.

Sure enough, Zenitsu immediately turned hostile as soon as they went outside.

"You two are with those lovely girls every day, why are you still so listless!"

"Um, Zenitsu, it's not what you think, listen to me."

"What do you mean it's not what I think? Could it be that Mister Scribe is lying?"

"The Mister Scribe is right, Aoi and the others are indeed part of the training, but..."

"I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Covering his ears, Zenitsu looked like he wouldn't listen to reason.

"Listen up, girls, you know, it's..."

Zenitsu shouted, his wide eyes staring intently at Tanjiro and Inosuke as if they were about to burst open.

"How lucky you are! I envy you guys for being able to exercise with girls before."

"So, it's not what you think..."

"Shut up, you overly serious blockhead, and you Boar Head over there, you better pull yourself together!"

Only after Zenitsu had vented all his grievances did he reluctantly return with the two of them.

"Has everything been discussed and agreed upon?"

Looking at Zenitsu, who was beaming with pride and excitement, the Scribe smiled and said.

"If I may, I will begin my explanation."

"Certainly."

After sitting up straight, Zenitsu didn't forget to tidy up his hair a bit.

"I am ready and can do rehabilitation training with the girls at any time."

"A girl?"

With a raised eyebrow, Scribe said with some doubt.

"Who told you that you were going to do rehabilitation training with Aoi and the others?"

"Huh? But, aren't they part of this rehabilitation training?"

"That's right, but they aren't the members responsible for the training."

With a grin, the Scribe stood up, a hint of wickedness in his smile.

"All the training was done by me alone."

Startled for a moment, Zenitsu blinked twice before looking at Tanjiro beside him.

"So, that's what you mean?"

"Yes, as I said before, it's not what you think, Zenitsu."

"Alright, it seems you understand the general situation, so let's not dawdle any longer."

Scribe picked up a rope from the ground, swung it a couple of times, and then said to Zenitsu.

"Now, let's begin today's stretching exercises."

The next second, Zenitsu's screams echoed through the room.

Chapter 292 Three Training Exercises, Each One a Trap for Zenitsu

The so-called physical stretching rehabilitation training involves the Scribe using ropes to bind Zenitsu's body together and stretch it to a certain extent.

No matter how unwilling Zenitsu was, he couldn't possibly resist the Scribe.

After him, Tanjiro and Inosuke followed in his footsteps.

As for Nezuko, her physical rehabilitation training is already more than halfway complete, so she doesn't need to take this step.

Before long, three bound human figures appeared in the room.

After that, the Scribe started a second training program.

Reaction ability training.

Upon hearing about this training, Zenitsu subconsciously thought he could relax a bit.

After all, it's just a reaction training exercise; what's so difficult about it?

Tanjiro and Inosuke both trembled when they heard that they were going to do this training.

"Listen up, this reaction training means I'll hit you and you'll dodge."

Choose one person to stand still, and the Scribe stands in front of that person and strikes them with a wooden stick.

The selected person can only dodge within a certain range and cannot leave that area.

After explaining, the Scribe asked Kanzaki Aoi to bring a large wooden stick.

After briefly weighing the wooden stick, Scribe said with a smile.

Don't worry, it won't cause any swelling after the injection.

Looking at the wooden stick in the Scribe's hand, which was as thick as his own arm, Zenitsu couldn't understand how the Scribe had come to the conclusion that it didn't hurt.

"Mister Scribe, did you take the wrong one?"

Zenitsu pointed to the wooden stick, his face turning pale.

"After all, this is my first day here, it shouldn't be like this."

"Oh right, I almost forgot, Zenitsu, this is your first day here, you really shouldn't be so meticulous."

"That's more like it. How could it be so thick? Wait, thin?"

Zenitsu had just nodded and caught his breath when he realized what was happening.

The Scribe took a new wooden stick from Kanzaki Aoi, which was as thick as their thighs.

"The ones the thickness of an arm are for the first day. Zenitsu, you need to keep up with Tanjiro and the others, so you should start using the ones the thickness of a thigh."

Holding a wooden stick, the Scribe stood in front of the three men, squinting his eyes and smiling as he spoke.

"So, would you like to get used to it first, Zenitsu?"

No!

Amidst screams, Zenitsu became the first participant in the second training session of the day.

"So, there's definitely no swelling, right?"

After the training was over, the Scribe tossed the wooden stick aside and said to them.

"It's just a little pain."

Lying on the ground, Zenitsu stared at the ceiling with a look of utter despair, completely powerless to argue.

Indeed, as the Scribe said, there was no swelling.

The wooden sticks struck them, causing only excruciating pain.

Even though it's hitting the skin and muscles, it feels like it's hitting the bones.

The excruciating pain is still vivid in Zenitsu's memory.

"Rest time is up, let's begin the last training exercise."

Having calculated the time, the Scribe clapped his hands and addressed Tanjiro and the others.

"The last training exercise is the easiest."

"Finally, I can relax a bit."

In order to avoid repeating the same mistake a second time, Zenitsu deliberately looked at Tanjiro and Inosuke's expressions.

Zenitsu was relieved to see that neither of them showed any fear.

"The last rehabilitation exercise was Weighted Demon Tag."

Pointing to the specially made clothes at his feet, the Scribe spoke to them.