"What's going on?! Why are they actually fighting?!"
The Wind Hashira, Sanemi Shinazugawa, whipped his head toward Giyu Tomioka. None of them had expected this turn of events, because Chinatsu had acted on a whim. Even she hadn't known what she would do a moment earlier, let alone anyone else.
Chinatsu had knocked Giyu Tomioka back seven or eight meters, and the serrated slashes of Moon Breathing that had swept past either side of him struck the woods behind him, shredding tree after tree.
What kind of sword technique was that?!
Giyu Tomioka quickly glanced over his shoulder, then immediately turned back to Chinatsu. To his surprise, the hostility and murderous intent she had exuded moments ago had vanished entirely. She strolled toward him as though nothing had happened.
"Water Breathing, Eleventh Form: Dead Calm. When Master Urokodaki learned you'd developed a sword technique like that, he must have praised you, too. Why couldn't you simply accept it?
"Giyu, you're my senior. Stop thinking you don't deserve to be the Water Hashira. In everyone's eyes, you are the Water Hashira in every sense of the word. No one can take your place."
Chinatsu walked up to Giyu Tomioka as she spoke. Hearing her words, he fell silent.
The atmosphere had suddenly turned hostile, only to become peaceful just as abruptly. Everyone who had rushed over was left bewildered, especially Mitsuri, Muichiro, and Tanjiro.
"Wasn't that Upper Rank One Kokushibo's technique? How can my sister use it...?" Tanjiro tilted his head in confusion, unable to make sense of it.
Of course he couldn't figure it out. Even Chinatsu had never imagined she would one day use Moon Breathing. It was all thanks to the "gift" Tsugikuni Michikatsu had given her.
It hadn't instantly granted Chinatsu mastery like some cheat, though. More