"You're pretty strong, Kumataro! From now on, you're my rival!!"
"Roar, huff, huff!!"
Inosuke and Redhelm were having the time of their lives, leaving Ye Chen speechless. Then he suddenly noticed the two saw-like Nichirin Blades Inosuke carried, and something struck him as odd.
If he remembered correctly, Inosuke had stolen his Nichirin Blades from a member of the Demon Slayer Corps in the original story, then gone off to take the Final Selection. Had he already stolen them?
"Hey, Inosuke, where did you get those two swords?" Ye Chen couldn't be bothered to speculate. Inosuke was right there, so he might as well ask.
"Hah-hahaha! These are my spoils of war, of course!!"
Sure enough, Inosuke gave him a blunt, straightforward answer. As he spoke, he raised both swords, two streams of air still puffing from his boar snout. He was clearly very pleased with himself.
"Your swords have a pretty unusual shape."
Ye Chen examined the two swords as he spoke. Of course, he knew those saw-like Nichirin Blades had originally looked perfectly normal, until Inosuke had smashed them with a rock.
"Awesome, right? I modified them myself!!"
"They're impressive, sure, but I've got something even more impressive. Want to see?"
Looking at those two battered swords, Ye Chen suddenly had a strange idea.
"What? Something even more impressive?"
Inosuke grew curious. "What's even more impressive?"
"Let me borrow your swords." Ye Chen took them and began his work under Inosuke's puzzled gaze.
Then Ye Chen took out a Whetstone and held it against the two Nichirin Blades.
"Oh? Are you going to smash them a few more times?"
Inosuke leaned his boar face closer, curious about how Ye Chen intended to hammer his Nichirin Blades. But the next second, he was dumbfounded.
Scrape... scrape...
Ye Chen ran