Kanzaki Kumo had trained on and off at Gyomei's place for a month.
Although this kind of training no longer brought him much improvement, at least the gains were real. It was considerably better than making no progress while stuck at the bottleneck of the Transparent World.
After a month, however, even those gains had reached their limit.
He had gone from nearly dropping dead after completing a set to being able to walk off to the side and rest on his own.
Kanzaki Kumo could feel that this was his body's limit.
To push any further, he would probably have to awaken the Demon Slayer Mark.
Nearly four years of practicing his Breathing Style, combined with several previous bouts of training that pushed him to his absolute limits, had brought his physical abilities essentially to their ceiling. And that ceiling was only slightly higher than Gyomei's when he first joined the Demon Slayer Corps.
Well, according to Gyomei himself, if he had used Kanzaki Kumo's equipment when he first joined the Demon Slayer Corps, he might have had no choice but to lie down on the spot to rest after finishing.
There was just no telling how many layers of conservative estimates Gyomei had applied to that claim.
Talent really was something you simply could not compare.
Still, Kanzaki Kumo felt that, with his current body, he should also be able to pin down an ordinary demon and pound it all night without using a Breathing Style. In terms of base stats, he should be about on par with the malnourished Gyomei of a few years ago... right?
Putting those idle thoughts aside, Kanzaki Kumo rested for a while, then said goodbye and left, leaving the three boys staring in disbelief.
Tanjiro and the Tokito Brothers had watched Kanzaki