"Second form: Dance!"
Just as he was about to be beheaded...
Akaza once again sacrificed a limb like a lizard shedding its tail, gripping the blade with his right hand and fighting desperately to throw it off course!
"Crack!" The sharp sound of breaking bones, accompanied by flying blood, might have been too much for an ordinary person, but this world's Tanjiro had already been through countless trials. It did not faze him at all.
His resolve was firm, with only one thought in his heart-Kill!
Kill every demon that slaughtered the innocent, and the Demon King who was the source of all evil!
The Transparent World had already revealed his opponent's intentions. In that instant, Tanjiro recalled the state that Master Yoriichi had taught him.
I can do it!
Gripping his sword with both hands, he stepped forward.
"Swish!"
In roughly a second, he once again performed the incredible feat of delivering five hundred slashes!
Almost every slash struck precisely at weak points such as Akaza's eyes and neck.
"Well done." Tomioka and Kyojuro sheathed their swords and praised him.
"It wasn't much. Thank you."
As his head crumbled into dust, Akaza's last lingering thoughts surfaced: Am I going to die? Why do I see snow falling everywhere... Who is that person standing in the snow?
... Flashback ...
That's right. I'm the one they call a demon's child.
I'm a scourge!
Amid the blows of clubs and curses, the pitiful young man, bruised and covered in wounds, answered them... shouted back...
"Tch... Your fathers aren't gravely ill. How could you understand that pain?" Holding on to his determination to return home and cure his father, the young man gritted his teeth and endured.
Only after they finished punishing the young thief did the townspeople leave, satisfied.
They left