The time for treatment here should take a long time, and Takeshi decided to return to Mount Sagiri; he had something else to do.
Tanjiro hadn't expected Senior Aoyama to suddenly say that he was going back to Mount Sagiri.
He wanted to go back together, having been out for so long; he also wanted to go back and see Mr. Urokodaki.
He had made the suggestion several times, but he had either been rejected or ignored.
"Senior Aoyama, can I really not go back to Mount Sagiri with you? I think Nezuko must also want to see Mr. Urokodaki again!"
Nezuko, who was standing on the side, clenched her hands into small fists, nodding heavily. "Mmm mmm~" (Yes.)
Takeshi raised his hand, touching Nezuko's head, still refusing.
"Tanjiro, don't say anything more, I'll definitely be back before your injuries heal, and..." His eyes fell on Zenitsu on the side.
"Keep him away from Nezuko!" His eyes carried a faint murderous intent.
Uh—
Sure enough, Senior Aoyama cared most about his younger sister, Nezuko! The expression on Tanjiro's face was a little stiff.
Zenitsu, who had been pointed at, subconsciously hid behind. Facing the cute Nezuko, not being able to get close, wasn't this taking his life?
Senior Aoyama, you're too cruel! His eyes carried a little resentment.
Takeshi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, walking towards Zenitsu, patting his shoulder, saying, "Zenitsu, remember what Senior said, don't bother Nezuko, and your days will definitely get better and better."
With a cracking sound, Zenitsu's face turned a little pale, his arm dislocated.
"Ah!!! Doctor, doctor! My arm, my arm is broken!"
Zenitsu, swinging the arm that Takeshi had dislocated, jumped all over the room, and the old woman calmly walked out of the room, going to ask the doctor to come.
Tanjiro's eyelids twitched unnaturally a few times, no longer saying anything, seeing Senior Aoyama off.
Seeing Takeshi do this, Inosuke said that he had to dislocate Zenitsu's other arm; he could do it, so he had to do it too.
In an instant, the house was turned upside down.
Leaving the mansion with the wisteria crest, Takeshi set off on the way back.
The crow was circling overhead, as if it had something to say, but with Tanjiro not by his side, it didn't dare to land easily.
Takeshi slightly raised his arm, saying, "Come down!"
Having Takeshi's permission, the crow then tremblingly landed on his arm.
"Caw, caw! Unauthorized departure from the team is not allowed! Please return, Aoyama-kun, please return."
Takeshi put down his arm, and the crow immediately flapped its wings, flying in the air, saying, "Aoyama-kun, please return! Please return!"
It was so noisy that his ears were buzzing, and Takeshi bent down, picking up a stone, throwing it up and down in his hand, saying, "Are you going to fly away on your own, or should I knock you down and make barbecue?"
The crow was so frightened that several feathers fell before flying away, not forgetting to say one last sentence, telling him to return to the team early.
Seeing the crow fly away, Takeshi threw away the small stone in his hand, continuing to walk forward.
At night, in a dilapidated, long-abandoned house, Takeshi decided to rest for a while.
As soon as he lay down in the house, a disgusting smell permeated the house, and Takeshi's hand reached for the sword at his waist, his eyes not opening, continuing to pretend to be asleep.
There was a slight rustling sound on the roof; there should be a demon that had jumped onto the roof; the foul smell at the door was relatively strong; this demon must have eaten a lot of people.
Only demons that had eaten a lot of people would emit a foul and heavy aura.
The roof suddenly collapsed, and Takeshi quickly flipped over, jumping to the side, standing against the wall.
The one who had fallen from the roof was a demon with four eyes, sharp teeth, a horn on its head, crawling on all fours, with a thick tail dragging behind it.
The door was broken in half by a large hand that reached in, and what squeezed in was a burly demon, its limbs strong and powerful.
In Takeshi's view, the demon crawling on the ground should be the agile type; this big guy was strong, but relatively speaking, slow.
"You... want to eat me?" Takeshi asked, his eyes wandering between the two demons.
"Eat you?"
The demon at the door looked at the demon crawling on the ground.
Clearly, among these two demons, the one with a brain was the demon crawling on the ground.
Takeshi saw all of this. It seemed that if he wanted to get rid of them, he had to get rid of the demon crawling on the ground first.
"Eat you, haha, of course I have to eat you, but I have to keep your head. That person wants it."
Takeshi frowned slightly. That person, Kibutsuji Muzan?!
"Heh, your boss is really petty. I just cut off a corner of his clothes last time, and he actually sent two pieces of trash to collect the debt?"
The two demons' expressions changed. This boy in front of them had actually cut off a piece of that person's clothes...
The demon on the ground turned around, swinging his tail towards Takeshi by the wall, wanting to use his tail to directly slam the person against the wall.
How could Takeshi let him succeed? He quickly drew his sword, holding it upright, the blade facing outwards. As the tail approached, he directly used the blade to cut the tail into two pieces.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the severed part of the tail left the body, turning into ashes.
The already dilapidated wooden house, after a fight, only had one wall standing there alone.
However, outside, Takeshi had more space to use. The two demons blocked him, one in front and one behind.
Takeshi looked at the two demons. The two of them were good at cooperating, and he had to eliminate one of them first. Which one should he eliminate first?
His eyes slowly fell on the demon crawling on the ground. Since he had a bit of a brain, he should die first.
Takeshi's expression became serious, tightening his grip on his sword, his body quickly running to the side, his eyes glancing sideways, seeing the agile demon chasing after him.
After running a distance, he suddenly stopped, turning around, and in his eyes, a line of opening appeared, connecting to the head of the demon that was chasing after him.
Total Concentration! Water Breathing! Second Form: Water Wheel.
Water patterns appeared on the sword, his body spinning three hundred and sixty degrees. By the time the blade touched the ground, the demon's head had already been severed.
"How... suddenly... stop... turn around?!"
This demon died without closing his eyes. He had clearly almost caught up, about to bite through his neck from behind, but Takeshi's sudden turn and counterattack caught him off guard, leaving him no chance to dodge.
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