She had never expected Su Chen to actually remember this.
And to forge such an outstanding piece, who knew how long Su Chen had secretly worked on practicing his forging skills?
Shinobu Kocho's eyes grew slightly moist.
That was right.
How old was Su Chen? Even with extraordinary comprehension, forging a Nichirin Blade like this must have taken countless days and nights of painstaking effort!
Thinking of how Su Chen had fought an Upper Rank while still finding time to research her Nichirin Blade moved Shinobu Kocho to tears.
Kanao Tsuyuri, standing beside her, was deeply moved as well.
She glanced at the Nichirin Blade in her hand. Su Chen had forged this one too.
A Nichirin Blade that suited her very well.
Kanao Tsuyuri turned her gaze to Su Chen.
She could not keep the affection from her eyes.
Su Chen had given her another gift, yet she had no gift to give him.
Kanao Tsuyuri's thoughts raced, and she soon remembered something else.
"Mr. Su Chen, what about your Nichirin Blade?"
Inside the forge.
Tanjiro, who had remained silent all this time, spoke up.
He had just watched Shinobu Kocho and Kanao Tsuyuri receive Nichirin Blades suited to them, one after the other. Alongside his happiness for them, he felt a little envious.
After all, as fellow swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps, who would not envy someone with such a fine Nichirin Blade?
Even the kindhearted Tanjiro was no exception.
Tanjiro could not help feeling a little regretful.
After all, Lord Su Chen had given him a Nichirin Blade just moments ago!
Unfortunately, he had failed to treasure it, and now it was truly too late for regrets!
Haganezuka, you led me astray!
Still, although Tanjiro felt it was a shame, what was gone was gone. After