Demon Slayer: You call paying to get stronger "lightning"?

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Tanjiro quickly remembered that his father always reminded him to breathe and pay attention to his breathing rhythm when he was busy.

Ryosuke asked Tanjiro and Nezuko to sit down in front of him and calm down.

"Close your eyes, feel the breath flowing through your body, don't try to control it..."

Although there are many schools of breathing techniques, which have given rise to different powers and sword styles, they all remain true to the same principle, and the most basic and core elements will not change.

Tanjiro and Nezuko were still too young at this time, and it was too early for them to wield swords and fight.

However, it is still necessary to lay a good foundation in advance.

This can also reduce their fatigue during daily work.

Furthermore, advanced teaching is handled by that professional guy, Sakonji Urokodaki; it's not his turn.

Ryosuke patiently guided him, explaining the most basic things and tips in detail.

Tanjiro and Nezuko tried as instructed, but at first they couldn't get the hang of it. However, with Ryosuke's guidance, they gradually grasped the feeling of that energy flowing through their bodies.

It was a warm, gentle current that filled my limbs and bones with a specific rhythm.

"Remember this feeling."

Ryosuke instructed, "It's very helpful for your health."

Tanjiro and Nezuko nodded.

After mastering the basic techniques, the two then enthusiastically inquired about Ryosuke's experiences, listening to him recount some amusing, embellished, and omitted anecdotes.

Laughter could be heard from time to time from under the eaves.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that Ryosuke got up to take his leave.

Tanjuro watched his retreating figure, his voice very soft.

"He seems to have gotten stronger again..."

Chapter 128 It's just right!

Tanjiro and Nezuko escorted Ryosuke to the mountain pass and waved goodbye.

After leaving the mountain, the hummingbird landed on Ryosuke's shoulder, with a small note tied to its leg.

Sanemi can't read or write, so he's obviously a modern-day copyist of Kubino Tadashi.

The gist is that the two of them worked together to complete a mission and are currently resting somewhere, not far from Ryosuke.

His words revealed his desire to practice more.

In simple terms: I'm itching for a beating!

"I won't let them awaken any strange attributes, will I?"

Ryosuke frowned and hurried off to the address in the letter.

The lightning subsided, and Ryosuke appeared at the edge of the training field.

In the arena, two figures clashed and intersected.

The turquoise wind blades whistled and swirled, stirring up dust and grass clippings on the ground.

"Breathing of the Wind·Second Form·Claws·Koto Wind!"

Sanemi suddenly swung his sword, unleashing a series of wind claw strikes that tore through the air in a fan shape, his attack fierce and relentless.

Instead of taking the hit head-on, Kubino Masachika slipped and lowered his body, raising his Nichirin Blade from below, creating a swirling, rising sword aura.

"Wind Breathing·Type 3·Seiran Wind Tree!"

clang!clang!clang!

The crisp sound of wooden swords clashing together continued incessantly.

Wind howl excels at area-of-effect attacks, and its strength and speed are relatively balanced.

While it lacks the extreme explosiveness of a thunderbolt, it excels in its endurance.

Using the same breathing techniques and sword stances, the two fought evenly.

After all, they were taught by the same master, so I can't break their moves.

Ryosuke stood by with his arms crossed, nodding slightly.

Both of them have made great progress in both their mastery of sword techniques and their adaptability in battle.

After exchanging a few more blows, the two used the momentum to leap away, looking at Ryosuke with slightly out of breath.

Ryosuke nodded in approval: "Not bad, you know when to advance and when to retreat, and your progress is remarkable."

Sanemi and Kamino Masachika subconsciously thought they had misheard, and instead of being happy, they felt a chill run down their spines.

This devil, he actually knows how to praise people?!

I'm in a good mood today.

Ryosuke smiled, then paused, "I'll treat you to a good meal as a reward."

Sanemi and Kuroki exchanged a glance, and then slapped themselves in the face one after the other.

This guy...didn't take his medicine today?!

You definitely didn't take your medicine!

Or maybe I'm still asleep!

True to Ryosuke's style, rewards often mean even more grueling training.

Although the two were eager to practice more, the unknown fears and Ryosuke's sudden kindness made them apprehensive.

The two immediately became alert.

This meal was extraordinary!

"Mr. Ryosuke, um, maybe we shouldn't?" Kubino Masachika said with a dry laugh.

“Yes, yes, we’re not hungry,” Sanemi chimed in from the side.

Ryosuke took a deep breath.

This chicken feather is obsessed with practicing.

Ryosuke's smile vanished, replaced by a stern expression.

"Damn it! What kind of training are you two doing?!"

"I've told you so many times, and you're still at this level!"

"Swing this knife a thousand times after dinner tonight! Otherwise, you're not allowed to sleep!"

Kugeno Masachika and Sanemi exchanged a glance and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Mmm! That's right!

Ryosuke rolled his eyes at them and led the two to a rather lively restaurant in town.

Ryosuke ordered a table full of dishes, the aroma filling the air.

Sanemi and Kurokichi were too young to drink alcohol, so they focused on eating the food in front of them to replenish their energy.

Ryosuke ordered a pot of sake for himself and began to drink it by himself.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, Shimi put down his chopsticks and bowl, feeling an urge to urinate.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

Kugeno Masachika immediately stood up: "I'll go with you."

Ryosuke paused slightly in the hand holding the wine glass.

In his previous life, when he was studying and working, he often went to the toilet with his friends.

It's normal for a girl.

Men... are both normal and abnormal.

After all, toilets are also known as smoking gathering places and tactical communication points.

But why are these two smoking?

The scene is somewhat eerie.

Watching their retreating figures, Ryosuke's lips twitched, but he ultimately said nothing.

The restaurant's back door leads to a relatively quiet alley, and the toilet is located deep within the alley.

Kōno Tadachi waited outside, his mouth never stopping as he chatted with Sanemi inside through the door.

"Sanemi, the grilled fish at this restaurant is really good, it's just that there are too many bones..."

Sanemi's irritated voice came from inside: "Then eat more!"

Kugeno Masaki didn't seem to care and continued.

"Hey, why is Mr. Ryosuke being so generous today? I feel like a thousand sword swings isn't enough. Is he planning something?"

Seeing no response from inside, Kubino Tadachi raised his voice.

"Sanemi? Why are you so quiet? Can't you pee? Should I whistle to help you..."

Sanemi, unable to contain himself any longer, growled, "Just don't say a word!"

Kugeno Masaki finally shut up.

His gaze drifted to the other end of the alley, where it connected to the brightly lit main street.

Even at night, the bustling city remains noisy.

However, against this glamorous backdrop, several ragged children were huddled there begging from passersby.

Such is the state of the world, and Kugeno Masachika felt pity.

He had also been a wanderer and knew all too well the hardships involved.

If it weren't for meeting Shizuru Mizukawa and Ryosuke, I probably would have suffered from hunger just like them.

Finally, one night, it disappeared without a trace, and no one cared.