Even these Martial Demons couldn't stand Doma's shameless remarks.
They were just about to attack.
But right then, without warning, Doma opened the folding fan in his hand and gave the four demons before him a light flick.
"Whoosh..."
A biting wind swept over them in an instant. The four Martial Demons froze in place, their expressions and movements locked as if they had become lifelike ice sculptures.
"Lord Akaza, I've come to see you."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Doma's figure vanished from the street.
Three months later, Tanjuro, the Demon Slayer Corps' Sun Hashira, had officially returned to duty after recovering.
Following the Kasugai Crow in the sky, Tanjuro began his first-ever demon-slaying mission.
Watching Tanjuro's retreating figure, the axe-shaped Nichirin Sword hanging at his waist, Kujo Tachibana still couldn't get over it...
Why did he have to go and make an axe-shaped Nichirin Sword?
In Kujo Tachibana's eyes, Tanjuro was the second "heretic" still in the Demon Slayer Corps!
Tanjuro might be great with an axe, but could he really use it to perform the thirteen forms of Sun Breathing?
Kujo Tachibana had his doubts...
Come to think of it, would that kid Tanjiro follow in his father's footsteps?
To keep his information hidden, Kujo Tachibana hadn't gone out once since returning to the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters.
"Ka-ya, has Miss Tamayo made any progress with her research?"
A slight smile tugged at Ubuyashiki Kagaya's lips as he teased Kujo Tachibana:
"She should be a little further along than you are with your 'Sleep Hashira' progress!"
At the strange title, Kujo Tachibana's face darkened. He cursed angrily:
"What kind of Corps Master are you? You don't even know how to rein them in! Just wait till I catch that little brat who came up with it!"
Who knew which bastard had started calling him that!
Now, the Demon Slayers were calling him Lord Sleep Hashira behind his back!
Ever since their group had returned to the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters three months ago,
Kujo Tachibana had been trying to develop his own Breathing Style. Every other day, he'd push himself until he passed out from oxygen intoxication.
It wasn't until this past month, as the rhythm and frequency of his external breathing changed more and more, that his "oxygen intoxication" began to improve.
Still, this had also helped confirm that Kujo Tachibana was on the right track.
As his breathing grew closer to his "personal Breathing Style," his body naturally used up more and more of the large amounts of oxygen he took in. That was why Kujo Tachibana was passing out less often.
However, those little brats at the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters had already given him a nickname: Sleep Hashira!
Suppressing his anger, Kujo Tachibana snorted and looked at Ubuyashiki Kagaya with a haughty expression.
"I don't have time to deal with them right now. Once I've figured out my new Breathing Style, just watch me kick their asses!"
Ubuyashiki Kagaya chuckled. He knew Kujo Tachibana wouldn't actually do it; he was only joking around.
Still, Ubuyashiki Kagaya couldn't help asking, curious:
"Is this new Breathing Style of yours really as incredible as you make it sound?"
"All that stuff about kicking Muzan and punching Kokushibo—you're not just bragging, are you?"
Kujo Tachibana rolled his eyes and replied with disdain:
"What does the Breathing Style have to do with it? I'm the one who's amazing!"
"You've never trained in martial arts, so you wouldn't understand. Just wait and see, Kagaya!"
"Once I've mastered my Breathing Style, those two will be nothing but minnows to me. They think they can be my opponents?"
"Then just follow the plan and lure them out. My only worry is that only one of them will show up, while the other hides and doesn't dare come out. Then there'll be nothing I can do."
Especially that coward Muzan. He'd used escape techniques before, and Kujo Tachibana didn't want to end up like Yoriichi Tsugikuni, worn down until Muzan killed him.
Besides, Kujo Tachibana was a short-lived man... He was running out of time.
Unfortunately, Kujo Tachibana's words did nothing to reassure Ubuyashiki Kagaya. If anything, they made him think Tachibana really was bragging...
Ubuyashiki Kagaya opened his mouth as if to speak, then said nothing. He only thought to himself:
Forget it. I won't crush his enthusiasm. I'll wait until he comes up with that supposedly invincible Breathing Style.
But Ubuyashiki Kagaya hadn't expected that day to come so soon!
Five days later, at night.
Kujo Tachibana sat cross-legged beneath the large tree in the courtyard, his eyes closed.
His long white hair drifted behind him, though there was no wind, moving with the rhythm of the pores across his body opening and closing.
As his body gradually adapted to external breathing, and Kujo Tachibana continued to adjust its frequency and rhythm,
he could keep up the external breathing at full force for longer and longer without slipping into a state of oxygen intoxication.
Kujo Tachibana knew that he was about to perfect the Breathing Style that truly belonged to him!
Perhaps tonight...
"Pfft..." Kujo Tachibana, completely immersed in his body, seemed to hear a faint sound. The pleasure his body conveyed from every part of itself gradually washed over him.
In an instant!
As the pores across his body opened and closed, Kujo Tachibana seemed to inhale like a whale. The air within a five-meter radius of him suddenly vanished!
For a brief moment, the area had fallen into a vacuum.
The rumble of thunder came from within Kujo Tachibana's body. Currents of electricity, like tiny snakes, scrambled out through his pores.
Even the thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be drawn in by the abundance of active electrons on the ground, gradually gathering overhead. The next second...
"Boom!!!"
"Boom!!!"
"Boom!!!"
The thunderous crashes jolted Ubuyashiki Kagaya awake.
Holding his wife Amane, who had also been startled by the thunder, Ubuyashiki Kagaya said softly:
"That's some thunder... Is it going to rain?"
"Yeah. I've never heard thunder this loud before. It feels like it's going off right next to my ear," Amane Ubuyashiki said, bewildered.
After being startled like that, neither of them felt sleepy anymore. Just then, a gentle knock sounded at the door.
Ubuyashiki Kagaya furrowed his brows. He knew no one would disturb him this late unless it was important.
"What is it? Has something happened?" Ubuyashiki Kagaya called toward the door.
"Master, the lightning just struck the large tree in the Rumble Hashira's courtyard."
"When we rushed over to put out the fire, the Rumble Hashira asked us to pass along a message."
"What message did the Rumble Hashira send?" Ubuyashiki Kagaya asked curiously.
"The Rumble Hashira said he's ready."
At those words, Ubuyashiki Kagaya froze for a moment. Then his pupils widened in an instant...
Young talents, come up with a cool, badass name for the Breathing Style!
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