"Hey! Demon Slayer! This person isn't dead yet! If you dare take another step forward, I'll kill her right now! Hehehehe..."
Watching the Demon Slayer charge towards him, Lower Rank Six laughed maniacally.
This tactic never fails when dealing with these self-proclaimed righteous Demon Slayer!!
However, Muichiro did not follow his plan.
In Lower Rank Six's slightly astonished gaze.
Muichiro paused briefly, then charged towards him at an even faster pace.
Lower Rank Six tightened his grip on the fat man's hand slightly, and blood slowly seeped out from where his fingers met his neck.
"Hey! Are you trying to kill him? I'm telling you! If you come any closer, I'll really kill him!"
Faced with Lower Rank Six's threat, Muichiro did not reply, but only quickened his pace.
Upon seeing this, Lower Rank Six's eyes widened in surprise.
Damn it, why is this Demon Slayer Demon Slayer from the others I've seen before?
Does he really not care whether this person lives or dies?
I didn't ask you to drop your weapon and surrender, did I?
Even if things are really bad, shouldn't we at least be a little cautious and timid?
Why are you rushing faster now?
The two were not far apart to begin with, and Muichiro's sprint quickly closed the distance.
Seeing this, Lower Rank Six no longer cared about killing the fat man.
If he were thinner, killing him would be one thing, but letting this Demon Slayer know that I'm not joking.
But this one is so fat, it's really not easy to kill him with just one hand.
Moreover, this Demon Slayer doesn't care about other people's lives; killing them would be pointless.
With a loud "bang," the fat man was slammed to one side.
" Mist Breathing, Fifth Form: Sea of Clouds and Haze!"
Colorful clouds enveloped the two once more, only to be burned away by Lower Rank Six using the same technique.
Seeing this, Muichiro frowned slightly and did not use the Fifth Form again.
The Fifth Form is quite physically demanding, and comparing physical strength with an oni is clearly not a good choice.
" Second Form: Eight-Layered Mist!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The relentless attacks left Lower Rank Six with absolutely no time to focus on healing his arm.
They could only concentrate fully on dealing with the Demon Slayer's attacks.
However, how could one hand possibly block an attack that even two hands couldn't?
With a "hiss," the only remaining arm was severed.
Lower Rank Six's gaze was fixed on Muichiro, and bloodshot veins appeared in his eyes.
This Demon Slayer... could he be a Pillar?
But...
He's still so young!
The glow of the sunset continued to magnify in the pupils of the Lower Rank Six.
Whoosh--!
The image of Lower Rank Six's head flew high into the air.
Muichiro's gaze followed the tossed head high into the air, then slowly descended.
The battle was over.
Ginko fluttered its wings and landed on Muichiro's shoulder, excitedly shouting:
"That's fantastic, Muichiro!"
As expected of you!
You've only been officially a member for a month and you've already defeated the Lower Rank!
Once the Master finds out, you will be able to become a pillar immediately!
At that time, you will be the fastest person to become a Pillar and the youngest Pillar in the history of our Demon Slayer Corps!
He will definitely become the strongest Pillar in our Demon Slayer Corps in the future!
However, Muichiro ignored the Ginko and instead frowned as he stared at the head on the ground that was slowly turning to ash.
Receiving no response, Ginko became puzzled.
"What's wrong, Lord Muichiro? Aren't you happy that you killed Lower Rank Six?"
Muichiro shook his head. "No, it just feels too easy! Am I really that strong right now?"
Upon hearing this, Ginko flapped its wings and said, "Of course you're very strong!"
Your talent is already exceptional, and with the guidance of Lord Teiichi, let alone Lower Rank Six, even Lower Rank One, Three, Four, and Five would die if they encountered you!
In two years, let alone the Lower Rank, even the Upper Rank will be no problem!
Muichiro nodded with some skepticism.
He has only killed three demons so far: one that broke into his house, one that was from Mount Fujikasane, and the one right in front of him, Lower Rank Six.
The lack of numerous battles to compare his current strength with made it impossible for him to ascertain his true capabilities.
" Ginko, go and inform Master that I've killed the ghost!"
"Yes!"
Ginko responded and then quickly flew up.
The next day.
Teiichi and Muichiro sat on the stone steps.
Each of them held several skewers of meatballs, eating them while watching the Ginko spinning, jumping, and flapping its wings below the stone steps.
"Swish, swish, swish--"
Ginko provided the voiceover.
" Muichiro just cut off that Lower Rank Six's head like that!"
" Muichiro is so amazing now!" Teiichi praised at the right moment after Ginko's performance ended.
Hearing Teiichi's praise, Ginko puffed out her chest and raised her head.
Anyone who praises Muichiro is a good person, regardless of who they are.
White Feather shouted, "Hey! Ugly girl, are you kidding me? I've never seen anyone become a pillar in such a short time since joining the team!"
Upon hearing White Feather's words, Ginko immediately jumped up and down.
"Huh? Your master doesn't... Just because you haven't seen him doesn't mean he doesn't exist! Lord Muichiro is just that amazing!"
Seeing the two birds start arguing again, Teiichi ignored them and turned to look at Muichiro beside him:
"How is it? Is there anything else you'd like to eat?"
Hearing his master's question from beside him, gazing at the bustling market before him, and chewing on the dumpling he hadn't yet swallowed, a warm feeling flowed through Muichiro's heart. Muichiro gently shook his head.
"There is none left!"
Teiichi smiled and said, "Alright, if there's anything you'd like to eat, you can tell your master. Your master can afford it!"
"Hmm!" Muichiro nodded gently.
The two silently watched the bustling market before them.
Today is a rare market day in Kazami Town, and since Muichiro killed Lower Rank Six last night, Teiichi specially gave Muichiro a half-day off.
In the bustling market, a single sentence triggered a key phrase, standing out from the crowd and reaching Teiichi's ears.
"... It was gnawed by a bear, it was a terrible sight!"
"Aren't there any bears around our town?"
"Who knows? That's what the police just said in their announcement!"
"Do you think it might be... a ghost?"
The conversation among the passersby startled Teiichi slightly, and he turned to look at Muichiro.
"Did you really kill Lower Rank Six yesterday?"
The person and two birds didn't Teiichi such good hearing; they didn't hear the conversation the passersby had just had.
Seeing Teiichi Ginko thought that Teiichi had been led astray by White Feather, and anxiously called out:
" Muichiro really did kill Lower Rank Six yesterday, I saw it with my own eyes!"
Muichiro nodded, but his answer wasn't as simple as Ginko's; instead, he asked with a puzzled look:
Is there a problem somewhere?