Kyojuro's Unconscious Domain / Wake Up, Tanjiro!

If they hadn't intervened in time, the operation could have been considered a complete failure.

Holding the rope tightly, the five people looked in the direction of the sound.

There, a man was watching them with Shoichi smile.

It's you!

With a gasp, the man who had previously indicated there were six people pointed at the Scribe and said...

"You really do exist!"

"Of course, I not only exist, but I have also lived for hundreds of years."

The Scribe shrugged, seemingly unconcerned.

"Just bragging."

He said dismissively, his expression already extremely tense.

If the Scribe wants to ruin their plans, all he needs to do is take a few steps forward and push them down.

In this way, they will be unable to enter Tanjiro and the others' dreams.

If they fail to complete the task, they will not receive the "reward".

"Take it easy."

Seeing that the five people in front of him seemed a little nervous, Scribe smiled, indicating that he meant no harm.

"You should know very well that if I had any ill intentions, I could have made my move long ago."

Nodding, the five people exchanged glances and saw a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

Just as the Scribe said, now they can only hope that the Scribe means no harm.

"I don't intend to stop you from doing what you're about to do, but I have one condition."

As he spoke, the Scribe took out a long rope from his waist.

"You should recognize this, right? I want to tie this to your wrists."

"You mean to say..."

The man's face showed surprise, as if he had realized something.

"That's right, I need you guys to get into these guys' dreams."

"It's out of the question."

He quickly shook his head, a look of astonishment on his face.

This method is theoretically possible, but it has never been tested.

Even Enmu himself probably doesn't have much confidence.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Squinting, the Scribe smiled at them.

Looking at his smile, the five of them instinctively felt a chill run down their spines.

A chill ran up my spine and down to my neck before disappearing.

"If you don't agree, I'll have to take action."

A playful thought arose in his mind, Scribe pretended to look fierce.

"Okay, we agree, okay?"

Seeing that the Scribe was somewhat angry, the group quickly expressed their agreement.

"So, who do you want to choose?"

The man covered his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

"What to choose? Only children make choices."

Upon hearing this, the Scribe said somewhat displeased.

"Of course I will, I want them all in."

The man's lips twitched violently; he knew that the Scribe was not joking.

If we refuse him, who knows what might happen next.

With a sigh, the five men could only step forward and each take a piece of rope from the Scribe's hand.

The ropes were the same as those tied to Tanjiro and the others' wrists, except this time, it was them who were being entered.

Feeling deeply helpless, the group still told the Scribe how to enter the dream world.

Then they entered the dream world.

Chapter 308 Kyojuro's Unconscious Domain

The first thing the Scribe entered was Kyojuro's dream.

Sitting on a stone bench, Scribe looked at Kyojuro and Senjuro not far away.

The two brothers are training, with the older Kyojuro, teaching his younger brother how to wield a sword.

"Senjuro, when you swing your sword, don't rely solely on your arm."

With a slight smile, Kyojuro looked at his younger brother and spoke gently.

"Strength in the lower back is also important, like this."

As he spoke, Kyojuro made a demonstration.

After watching for a while, the Scribe stood up and walked outside.

Throughout the entire process, Kyojuro and Senjuro acted as if they hadn't seen him at all.

Stepping out of the Rengoku Family's mansion, the Scribe stood at the gate and said coldly.

"What are you doing hiding there? Come out."

He turned his head and glanced to the side.

Realizing she had been discovered, a girl with braided pigtails came out.

How did you know I was here?

I originally thought that I could get rid of the Scribe after entering the dream, but now it seems that I was just overthinking it.

"Remember not to breathe so loudly next time, it's too noisy."

With a shrug, the Scribe continued.

"Let's go, go do what you want to do."

Upon hearing what the Scribe said, the Braided Hair Girl immediately changed her expression.

"You... you know what I'm going to do?"

She took two steps back, her face filled with astonishment.

But then she thought about it again and calmed down.

"Impossible. I've never told anyone about the mission to destroy the Spiritual Core. How could you know?"

"So that's how it is, destroying the Spiritual Core."

With a slight smile, Scribe looked at the Braided Hair Girl in front of her.

"I didn't know that before, but I do now."

"You!"

Realizing that she had been tricked into revealing information by the Scribe, the Braided Hair Girl hair blushed.

With a hearty laugh, Scribe waved his hand, revealing a mocking smile.

How could he not know these people's intentions? They were simply telling her not to go too far.

Besides them, there was another person who knew their purpose.

I can stop them anytime I want.

Of course, the main reason is that the Scribe finds it interesting to do this occasionally.

Not for anything else, but simply for physical and mental well-being.

"Alright, I won't stop you. Go if you want to."

Ignoring the Scribe, the Braided Hair Girl looked around a few times.

After confirming that Kyojuro hadn't noticed her, she shrank back and walked outside.

Enmu cause dreams to not extend infinitely, but rather to form a circle around the dreamer.

Beyond dreams lies the realm of the unconscious.

The "Spiritual Core" existing in the unconscious realm is the target of the Braided Hair Girl and others.

If it is destroyed, the dream's owner will become a cripple.

"Found it!"

After running for a while, the Braided Hair Girl finally stopped in front of a wall.

"This is the edge of the dream world."

She pulled a sharp awl from her bosom, ready to slash the boundary line in front of her.

Just then, the Scribe suddenly spoke up.

"Is the dream you get by destroying and ruining others really what you want?"

The falling arm remained suspended in mid-air, and the Braided Hair Girl seemed to have been somewhat shocked by those words.

"What can I do? I don't have much time left."

His voice was very low, as if he had no attachment to this world anymore.

"Only in my dreams can I feel the long-lost happiness."

Without saying a word, Scribe simply watched her next move.

She gritted her teeth, and although Scribe's words aroused some guilt, she forcibly suppressed it.

Raise your arm again, then thrust it downwards.

With a soft "poof," she pierced a small hole in the seemingly impenetrable wall.

He slashed down hard, and a huge gash appeared.

Crossing the edge of the dream, the Scribe and the Braided Hair Girl entered Kyojuro's unconscious realm.

Flames filled the pristine white floor, and the seemingly endless space was permeated with intense heat.

The moment the two stepped inside, Kyojuro, who was fast asleep outside, frowned.

After walking for a while, a bright red round bead appeared in front of the two Scribe.

What a beautiful color! I've never seen anything like it before.

The Spiritual Core before them resembled a glass object, reflecting a red light.

Despite the beauty of the scene before her, the girl's resolve remained unchanged.

"A friendly reminder: people cannot be generalized."

Perhaps annoyed by the Scribe, the Braided Hair Girl didn't stop when she heard those words; instead, she used even more force.

Holding the awl, she thrust it downwards with all her might.

But the next second, the girl's expression changed.

Chapter 309 Wake up, Tanjiro!

"Huh?!"