Once Sanemi pulled back, the pressure on Haruto increased dramatically.
Kokushibo was incredibly difficult to handle.
None of the top three Upper Ranks were easy opponents!
The small measure of confidence Doma's quick death had given him was utterly shattered in these brief exchanges with Kokushibo.
The gap between Upper Rank Two and Upper Rank One was enormous. What about the gap between Upper Rank One and Muzan?
Haruto forced himself not to think about that question and concentrated on the demon before him.
"In swordsmanship alone... you rank among the top five people I have ever seen...
Given enough time... perhaps you could earn a place in the top three..."
Kokushibo regarded him with something like admiration. "Though you have killed many of that lord's subordinates...
If you were to become one of us...
I imagine that lord would not mind..."
"Not necessarily! I've mocked Muzan so many times, he probably wants to skin me alive!"
In the instant he pushed Kagaya down into the cavern, Haruto had seen the expression on Muzan's face. It had been anything but friendly!
A faint sound suddenly came from where Muichiro was pinned. Just as Kokushibo started to turn his head, Haruto's blade reached his face.
Falling Star Flash pushed his speed to its limit, the fierce wind from his blade whipping Kokushibo's long hair.
Moon Breathing, Fifth Form: Moon-Sickle Vortex.
Kokushibo shifted his feet slightly, turning his body with them. He had not drawn his blade, yet a mass of swirling wind blades formed around him.
Like all his techniques, those wind blades carried countless tiny, fragmented Full Moon Blades.
Anyone or anything that struck the wind blades would inevitably be shredded by their razor edges!
Haruto forcibly propelled himself higher. At that moment, Tanjiro caught up as well, trying to