He stepped on the ground and leaped backward.
Since there's no way to avoid it, try to minimize the area affected by the attack.
Seeing that Zenitsu had actually reacted, a glint of light flashed in the tall man's eyes.
"They have the capability."
Although he thought this, his attack did not stop.
"Blood Demon Art, Blood Blast Fist!"
He grinned, and a large amount of blood covered his fist.
The layers stacked together formed a carapace, much like a man's arm extending a few centimeters.
"Not good!"
The sudden change in the man's fist completely disrupted Zenitsu's dodging plan.
In such a short period of time, he had no way to make any further adjustments.
"Bang!"
I felt a punch land on my right arm, but the force wasn't as great as I had imagined.
Although the man's strength was already top-notch among ordinary people, it was still far Zenitsu Breathing Technique and had undergone extensive training.
Just as Zenitsu was wondering what was going on, he was surprised to find that his fist lit up.
The outermost shell suddenly lit up, and the next second, it exploded.
A violent shockwave blew towards Zenitsu, and beneath the thick black smoke, another fist was thrown out.
This time, Zenitsu was hit squarely in the face.
Another explosion sent Zenitsu flying.
The body, flying backward, crashed into the door panel and, due to inertia, flew directly into the room opposite.
Only after watching Zenitsu fly backwards did the little girl realize what was happening.
"Well?"
He instinctively let out a sound of surprise, then turned his head and saw that Zenitsu was lying on the ground, his life hanging in the balance.
"Zenko!"
With a scream, she ran towards Zenitsu as if she had gone mad.
At the same time, after hearing the girl's scream, several hurried footsteps sounded.
"Tch, time to go."
Slowly drawing the blood back into his body, the tall man walked outside with a look of dissatisfaction.
Although he successfully attacked Zenitsu, the effect was not ideal.
"Although that kid isn't a Pillar, his strength is still quite good."
The man pondered whether he should turn around and forcibly eliminate Zenitsu, given that Zenitsu had managed to adopt a defensive stance under those circumstances.
Just then, as if he had received some kind of command, he suddenly paused.
"I understand, I'll go right away."
Muttering to himself, the tall man abandoned Zenitsu and walked towards the Kyogoku House.
Meanwhile, Toki-ya, Tanjiro was completing the task assigned by the landlady.
Wipe the cloth with clean water, then wipe the floor clean.
Cut the bottom of the flower stem into a cross shape, trim the leaves, and then place it in a vase.
Soon after finishing his work, he went to report to the boss.
"Madam, I have completed all the tasks you assigned me."
"Wow... so fast?"
The landlady looked incredulous when she heard that Tanjiro had completed the mission so quickly.
"Yes, what should we do next?"
"Madam, what should we do next?"
"Please give me a new task!"
Despite finding Tanjiro's earnest plea annoying, the landlady still gave him a new task.
Seeing Tanjiro working so hard, she couldn't help but sigh.
"What a quick and diligent child!"
When I was removing his makeup, I noticed the scars on Tanjiro's face.
At first, I was annoyed that I had made a losing deal.
Looking back now, it seems like I actually made a profit.
While Tanjiro was working hard, things weren't so peaceful at the Hagimoto House.
Seeing the hole in the wall caused by Inosuke's blast on the guest's face, the clerk of Hagimoto House twitched his lips.
"That newbie has made such a mess of things. I'm going to teach her a lesson."
As she spoke, she walked to Inosuke's room and yanked open the door.
"Hey, you pig, explain yourself... what happened before..."
Before she could finish speaking, she froze on the spot.
Inosuke was lying face down on the ground, his lower body raised high.
The lower leg bends towards the head, almost as if defying human anatomy.
"It's infuriating! Even with all my focus, I still can't find it?"
With that thought in mind, he suddenly leaped up.
Amidst a series of crackling sounds, all his bones returned to their proper places, and he stood up again.
Seeing what was happening before his eyes, the messenger was at a loss for words.
It was only then that Inosuke noticed someone behind him.
Turning his head, he saw it was a messenger and tilted his head.
That expression seemed to say something.
"Why are you so surprised? Did you see a ghost?"
Meanwhile, the Scribe who left Hagimoto House also arrived at Kyogoku House in the shortest possible time.
As soon as he entered, he heard people around him talking about something.
"Did you hear that? It sounded like a customer was beating up a girl."
"I know, I know. I heard he's a strong man with very thick arms."
"I also heard an explosion, but I don't know if it was just my imagination."
"Fortunately, the girl named Zenko has fainted, but her life is not in danger."
With a narrowed eye, upon hearing that Zenitsu was out of danger, the Scribe turned and walked outside.
"What's wrong, sir? You're out so quickly."
A young man at the door asked, looking at the Scribe who had just gone in and then came out.
"Did you forget something?"
Shaking his head, the Scribe asked.
"Did you see a very tall man come out of there?"
"A tall man?"
After thinking for a moment, the young man pointed in a direction and spoke.
"Yes, I remember that guy went in that direction."
Okay, thank you.
He patted the other person on the shoulder, and then Scribe chased after him in the direction he was pointing.
"It's nothing, don't mention it."
As the Scribe's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, a strange smile appeared on the young man's face.
"The Demon Slayer Corps members are so easy to fool."
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, savoring the memory as if he were recalling something delicious.
"I just don't know how it tastes."
Following the direction the young man pointed, the Scribe stopped after walking a short distance.
Something's not right.
Stopping in his tracks, the Scribe looked around and instantly understood what was happening.
That young man from earlier is suspicious!
With a frown, he turned and rushed towards Kyogoku House.
Chapter 388 The Mastermind
Before long, the Scribe returned to the vicinity of Kyogoku House.
Looking around, he noticed that the young man had a smile back on his face.
"Please come in."
After respectfully leading a man into the Kyogoku House, he returned to the doorway to wait for the next guest.
Just then, he suddenly felt a gust of wind beside him.
Just as he was wondering, a large hand suddenly appeared.
He grabbed the other person's face, and then the young man disappeared from the spot.
The passersby were completely unaware that the young man who had been standing at the door had vanished.
In a secluded alley, the young man had already been pinned against the wall by the Scribe.
"State your purpose."
"Purpose?"
Upon hearing the voice, the young man paused for a moment, but quickly realized what was happening.
He turned his head sharply and saw the Scribe with a cold expression.
"Sir, what do you mean? I don't know."
Even though the other party concealed it well, the Scribe still saw a trace of panic in the young man's eyes.
"Have no idea?"
Without saying a word, the Scribe simply increased the pressure on his fingers.
Feeling the pain in his body, the young man cried out a few times, but he still insisted that he knew nothing.
"Do you think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
With a cold snort, the Scribe then grabbed the young man's arm.
"How about I let you experience it first?"
Realizing that the Scribe was about to do something, the young man quickly changed his mind.
"No, no, no, don't do that! I'll tell you everything!"
Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with terror as he looked at the Scribe.
Unlike the Demon Slayer Corps he had encountered before, the Scribe was completely unafraid of being scared by himself.