There were only a few days left before the final selection at Mount Fujikasane, so Makomo and Keqing did not linger. After packing their things, they headed straight toward Mount Fujikasane.
Sakonji Urokodaki watched Keqing and Makomo's retreating backs, not knowing what he was thinking... He had trained many children like Makomo before, but all of them had died in the final selection at Mount Fujikasane.
This time, would Makomo succeed... He did not know.
That was why he was still worried about Makomo, though he did not show it. He always wore a mask, so no one could see his expression.
"Come back... alive, Makomo."
Watching their figures fade into the distance, Sakonji Urokodaki spoke softly.
Others could not see his thoughts because of the mask, but in truth... every disciple's death caused him immense pain. Yet... he could not stop them from becoming official members of the Demon Slayer Corps...
As they traveled toward Mount Fujikasane, Keqing occasionally taught Makomo swordsmanship along the way. She even created additional moves based on the ten basic forms of Water Breathing.
Keqing could not teach her the lightning element, since Makomo did not possess a Vision. But when it came to fundamental swordsmanship... she was undoubtedly a true master, no less skilled than Sakonji Urokodaki.
Besides that, Keqing taught Makomo the Breathing Style she had created herself. But Keqing soon discovered... Makomo's physique simply could not support the Total Concentration Breathing Style she had created.
Thinking about it, that made sense. She had created it according to her own physical abilities. Although they were both girls... Keqing's physique was far stronger than Makomo's.
Most importantly, Makomo had been somewhat malnourished since childhood. Even living on the mountain... she rarely ate meat. How could she possibly have an excellent physique? Not