On the Road

Hearing Tamayo say this, Kujo Tachibana finally set his mind at ease.

"Then, how does this Body Breathing differ from pulmonary breathing?" Kujo Tachibana immediately asked.

Tamayo frowned and pondered for a moment before replying:

"I haven't discovered any other differences for the time being."

"What I can confirm now is that because oxygen reaches the capillaries directly, your method of breathing is far more efficient!"

"However, this Body Breathing method you speak of is far too complex; I fear ordinary people would be unable to master it..."

As a doctor, it was Tamayo's duty to save the sick and heal the wounded. The thought that a method capable of saving countless patients with lung disease could not be popularized filled her with regret.

The next morning, Ubuyashiki Kagaya, having received the news from Tamayo, was greatly astonished.

He arrived at Kujo Tachibana's doorstep bright and early.

However, Kujo Tachibana had risen even earlier and was already in the courtyard practicing his swordsmanship.

A Nichirin Sword was being brandished by Kujo Tachibana with such force that it whistled like a heavy broadsword!

Ubuyashiki Kagaya walked into the courtyard and stared at Kujo Tachibana in stunned silence, unable to speak.

Wasn't it agreed that two sickly weaklings would be each other's angels and practice Tai Chi to strengthen their bodies?

It was one thing for you to change, and I could accept your progress, but how could you change so drastically in just a single day?

Ubuyashiki Kagaya found his mindset becoming somewhat unbalanced and difficult to accept.

Kujo Tachibana: What? You say Tai Chi?

Who in their right mind practices that stuff...

(Ubuyashiki Kagaya: Then why did you practice it before?)

(Kujo Tachibana: Before... before... I had no other choice!)

Kujo Tachibana sheathed his sword and stood still, his expression devoid of any ripples.

There was no helping it; now that Kujo Tachibana was using Body Breathing, one would never again see his signature move of "finishing his practice and slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air..."!

(The author can't pad the word count here anymore!! Damn it!)

Looking at the lonely "sickly weakling" Ubuyashiki Kagaya standing at the entrance, Kujo Tachibana smiled brilliantly:

"Master, you've risen a bit late today."

"Did you not sleep well last night?"

Even the good-natured Ubuyashiki Kagaya was quite irritated by this remark.

Ubuyashiki Kagaya glared at this fellow and retorted sharply:

"You guy, you've gained the advantage and are still acting smug, aren't you?"

"Fine!"

Did he really think Ubuyashiki Kagaya couldn't be sarcastic?

Without waiting for Kujo Tachibana to defend himself, Ubuyashiki Kagaya continued:

"I wonder who it was a while back?"

"Who was even more useless than a sickly weakling like me."

"Lying in bed, looking like he didn't want to live anymore..."

Ubuyashiki Kagaya's sarcastic retort was too much even for the thick-skinned Kujo Tachibana, who felt thoroughly embarrassed.

Kujo Tachibana hurriedly stepped forward, covered Ubuyashiki Kagaya's mouth, and whispered a plea:

"Kagaya, you are my own brother."

"Please, say no more."

Ubuyashiki Kagaya nodded with a smile, and only then did Kujo Tachibana lower his hand.

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The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Everything was understood without words; he felt joy at Kujo Tachibana's recovery, and Kujo Tachibana was happy to share his joy with this friend of his.

Kujo Tachibana, who was not constrained by the traditional thinking of this era, made Ubuyashiki Kagaya feel very comfortable and relaxed in his company.

Although the Ubuyashiki clan was naturally intelligent, at the end of the day, he and Kujo Tachibana were peers of similar age.

He was, after all, just a teenager!

How could he not wish for a few friends with whom he could joke around, confide his true feelings, and play freely?

It was just that many people around him had overlooked this fact.

Kujo Tachibana was unlike the others in the Demon Slayer Corps, who treated Ubuyashiki Kagaya with the reverent, distant respect one might offer a "Bodhisattva."

Of course, that is not to say Kujo Tachibana lacked respect for him.

It was simply that Kujo Tachibana's modern mindset led him to view Ubuyashiki Kagaya as an equal, preventing him from being overly "deferential."

Kujo Tachibana draped an arm over Ubuyashiki Kagaya's shoulder, looked up at the sky, and with a faint smile, whispered:

"Kagaya, I can actually read fortunes by looking at someone's face. Do you believe me?"

Ubuyashiki Kagaya did not hesitate for a single moment!

He shook his head decisively and retorted with ruthless sarcasm:

"Tachibana, I am actually the Emperor of Japan. Do you believe me?"

"Hahaha..." Kujo Tachibana was so amused by Ubuyashiki Kagaya's reply that he burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.

After a long while, Kujo Tachibana finally calmed down, wiped the smile from his face, and looked at Ubuyashiki Kagaya with complete sincerity:

"I really can read fortunes by looking at a face!"

"Based on your features, I can tell that you will definitely live to be a hundred."

"Live to be a hundred, huh..." Ubuyashiki Kagaya murmured softly, then turned his head to look at Kujo Tachibana and said:

"Then I believe you now; you truly weren't lying to me."

"You really can read fortunes."

Three days later, in the forest outside the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters.

"Tanjiro's home is on Mount Kumotori..."

"Right, Mount Kumotori is in Okutama."

"Should I head east?"

Kujo Tachibana took his Nichirin Sword, strapped on that old iron pot, and just like that, left the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters to embark once more on a journey of slaying demons.

However, this journey would likely be exceptionally arduous, and Kujo Tachibana had already steeled himself for it.

If he could not achieve his goal, then he would die on this path.

A swordsman's final resting place should not be a bed!

Because he had awakened the Demon Slayer Mark and pushed his life force to the limit, his time was running out.

If he chose to remain behind closed doors at the Demon Slayer Corps for the less than three years he had left, Kujo Tachibana was not confident he could successfully develop a new breathing style.

He had only two goals for this trip: first, to find the future protagonist Tanjiro's father, Tanjuro, and seek his guidance on Sun Breathing.

Second, to use the tempering of fierce demons to hone and create a breathing style of his own!

In the depths of his heart, Kujo Tachibana had an intuition that Sun Breathing would surely point him toward a new path!

After all, when it came down to it, Sun Breathing was the only perfect breathing style in this world.

It was just that this "perfection" was tailored to only one person.

All other breathing styles were derived from this perfect Sun Breathing.

What Kujo Tachibana had to do now was to adapt the principles of Body Breathing to create a perfect breathing style for himself!

Sigh, I received my first negative review. I have poured a lot of heart and soul into this book; perhaps the later parts aren't written well. I will finish the Demon Slayer arc as soon as possible.

If you are unhappy with the reading experience, I hope you will leave a comment within the chapters. I read every single one, and if the suggestions are logical, I will make changes. Book reviews affect the performance of this book, and as an author, I have to make a living too. I beg for your support.