Chapter 123 - My Brother Is the Best Swordsman in This Country

In the wooden house.

The wife was smiling and placing her hands slightly on her belly.

Her husband is a very gentle man who does not often show his feelings.

However, as a wife, she can always truly feel her husband's emotions from the bottom of his heart.

"If it's a boy, what should he be called?"

"But if it's a girl, I want to call..."

"It will be all right."

The man with the auburn high ponytail and his wife were sitting on the tatami, talking to each other.

The man smiled gently. From his perspective, he could clearly see the fetus in his wife's belly through the fabric and muscles.

He observed the condition of the fetus, gently caressed his wife's belly with his hand, and felt sincere happiness in his heart.

"Ah, it flew away!" The blue butterfly on the tip of the wife's finger flapped its wings slightly and flew away from her fingertip.

Seeing this, the man slightly stretched out his fingers in the air.

The blue butterfly slowly circled in the air.

Then it flew back and landed on the man's fingertips again.

"That's amazing!" The wife smiled. She touched her belly and snuggled happily into the man's arms.

The man looked at the butterflies falling on his fingertips and smiled sincerely. His smile was very sunny.

Just like the sun at noon in winter, it warms the heart.

The two looked at each other, cuddling together on the not-so-large tatami, enjoying this ordinary but very happy time.

Today's men seem to have truly found the value of their existence.

God gave him a gentle mother and a kind brother.

And now this wonderful home.

He is very satisfied.

The last time I was so happy was nearly ten years ago.

Ten years ago, when he was young, he had not yet left his home.

Ten years ago, both my mother and brother took good care of me and loved me.

Thinking of his brother's bruised nose and face when he was beaten by his father, the man reached out and touched the fine flute wrapped in cloth in his arms.

A wife who is particularly sensitive to emotions naturally notices a man's emotional changes.

The wife raised her head, smiled and said:

"Now, tell me about your brother again, okay?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked at his wife with a slight smile and nodded gently:

"good."

"My brother..."

The image of a child with a bruised nose and swollen face, but still smiling at him couldn't help but come to mind.

"...He is the number one swordsman in the country."

…

now.

Somewhere like a camp.

A man wearing red armor with purple snake-patterned feathers underneath stood in front of a group of swordsmen and was lecturing powerfully:

"Listen up!!"

The man wore a high ponytail and glanced sharply at each swordsman. The purple snake-patterned feathers highlighted his identity.

"today…"

Just as he was about to continue his speech, he suddenly felt an itch on his nose.

"cough!"

The man frowned tightly, suppressed his body's instinctive reaction to sneeze, and looked around in confusion.

——Who is cursing me?

He glanced at his subordinates suspiciously and narrowed his eyes slightly.

…

…

Ubuyashiki mansion.

inside the room.

"Gah!" The flapping crows brought Shang Quannai's bamboo pieces to the mansion, and he held the bamboo pieces in his mouth.

He handed it to Ubuyashiki Sukeyo who was sitting on the tatami next to him.

"Ahem!"

The purple veins on Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's face began to spread again. He coughed slightly and took the bamboo piece from the hand of the bird.

Looking at the bamboo piece with blurry eyes, he handed the bamboo piece to Chen Ji beside him, his voice was a little hoarse:

"Sorry to trouble you..."

"No...this is what I should do." Tatsuki's eyes were filled with sadness. She took the piece of bamboo and began to read the above content to Uyashiki Sukeyo:

"I started reading."

"In this mission, Mingzhu lost his arm and Yanzhu was seriously injured..."

"Through this mission, we can find that the pillars... no, human power is too weak."

As she spoke, Tatsuki suddenly shrank her pupils, her white eyelashes trembled slightly, and looked up at Ubuyashiki Sukeyo.

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo naturally noticed Tatsuki's uneasiness. He turned his head gently and comforted:

"It doesn't matter, keep reading."

Chen Ji nodded blankly, and then continued to read with a trembling voice:

"I... hope... that the pillars can make a qualitative leap in strength in a short period of time..."

"In this way, the Demon Slayer Squad will also have the strength to stabilize the current situation."

"So, I will distribute the blood to them... and fine-tune their physique according to their personal wishes..."

"This...!" Chenji's wide-open eyes trembled slightly, and the hand holding the bamboo slips also trembled a little.

Will what happened in the Heian Era happen again now?

Ubuyashiki Sukeyo didn't look surprised. He closed his eyes calmly and reached out to gently pat Tatsuki's shoulder:

"It's okay, Chenji."

A magnetic and warm voice slowly came out from Ubuyashiki Sukeyo's mouth:

"I said, now it's our turn."

"Let us... create another miracle for those who come after us."

…

"Chen Ji, convene a Zhuhe meeting."

"…I see."

…

Saagiri Mountain.

After the shrine's sedan paraded around the streets for several times, it was carried back to Mt. Sagigi by people wearing haori.

The celebrations after the festival also officially began on the streets, and many vendors began to set up their stalls and started shouting.

It's quite a bit like a temple fair activity.

Time slowly came to afternoon.

Shang Quannai was still sitting on the roof, but the difference was that he was holding several small bone bottles in his hands, distributing blood.

He is not prepared to let the pillars completely turn into ghosts. Although they can accept Ganluji, who has been assisting the Demon Slayer Team, and himself.

But this does not mean that they have no objection to becoming ghosts.

Therefore, Shang Quannai releases blood slightly to truly strengthen their physique.

It took about a bowl of blood to turn Kanroji Sakuracake completely into a ghost.

Then, the blood given to the pillars would be less than a bowl, but also more than the blood mist he gave to Ren Shan.

Suddenly, Shang Quannai was stunned for a moment.

He recalled in his mind that Iwami Injima seemed to be two meters tall, and looked at the small bottle in his hand.

Giving blood based on body size...seems more reasonable.

Afterwards, Shang Quannai resolutely poured the blood into a saucer with a larger capacity than the bottle.

At this time.

"Gah! Karma!!" A crow came from outside the barrier, panting from exhaustion and floating up and down in the air.

Then a sharp thrust pierced the bird's nest on the roof of the doctor's hall.

The crow poked its head out of the nest and shouted intermittently:

"Convene! Zhuhe meeting!"

"Place!"

"Right here! The lobby of the doctor's office!"

Under the eaves, Purgatory Jinjuro raised his head and listened blankly to the cry of the crow.

"Will the Zhuhe meeting be held here?" He turned back, glanced at the doctor's office, and thought for a while.

Then he reached out and lifted the cloth at the door of the doctor's office, pushed the door open, and walked in.

The not-so-wide streets were still crowded with people.

The woman who was holding Hideya glanced at Purgatory Jinjuro who entered the doctor's office with confusion. She didn't think much about it and continued to play with her child along with the crowd.

…

the other side.

In a mansion next to a lake.

A crow fell on Shuizhu, Shui Wuyuebai's shoulder, lowered his head and said something to him.

"...I know, I'll be there right away."

…

In a bamboo forest.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Kazama Chengya was constantly chopping the surrounding bamboos, waving the wooden knife in his hand.

Snap.

The crow landed on the knife he raised, and each bird fell silent at the same time.

"Gah! Karma!"

Afterwards, the eagle crow rattled Kazama Chengya about the notice of the Zhuhe meeting, and flew away quickly.

Kazama Chengya took back his wooden sword and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Doctor's Office? Is it because Iwami and Jiichiro are both there..."

Poof!

Pushing the wooden knife into the soil hard, Kazama Chengya turned around and took away the haori from the bamboo that was cut off at half a person's height.

Then use the soles of your feet! A sharp kick.

Leaving the bamboo forest.