"Did you think it's, Linlong? Lin..."

The Iron Tomb raised his head and looked at Xuan Hao who came to the door, as if he wanted to get recognition.

But he was stunned when he called his name.

Because the man in front of him was not the familiar Lun Taki Zuo Kinji!

He and Linlong are old friends. When this guy was still a water pirate, he was responsible for creating the Rilun Knife, and he would never admit his mistake.

"you……"

Although the man in front of him was wearing Lin Taki's clothes and wearing a Tengu mask, he could feel that he was essentially different from his friends at a glance.

Recalling the sadness, Tanjiro lowered his head in disappointment and did not notice the situation behind him.

"Shh--"

Steel Tomb looked at the man wearing a Tengu mask behind Tanjiro in horror.

The man slowly raised his fingers and stood them in front of the mask, exuding an extremely fearful aura, and his invisible majesty was locked on him through Tanjiro.

"Guru..."

Steel Tomb swallowed his saliva and swallowed the words to his mouth. His face hidden under the mask of "Fire Man" was already sweating profusely. He felt that he would die suddenly on the spot if he said one more word.

“Ah hahahahahaha…”

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"I have also delivered the knife, so I won't disturb you, I'm going to say goodbye!"

"well?"

Tanjiro looked at the steel tomb that suddenly said goodbye with some confusion.

Because the Iron Tomb was wearing a "Fire Man" mask, he could not see the tense expression of the Iron Tomb at this moment, but he just felt that this person was so strange.

"Don't you go into the house and sit?"

"No, no, I have other things..."

The Iron Tomb waved his hand and retreated, but as soon as he stepped out, his shoulder was pressed down.

"Don't say that, steel."

Xuan Hao came to the Iron Tomb and patted his shoulders. A hoarse voice came from under the mask. A gentle tone was in harmony with the intimate movements. The two looked like friends for many years.

"I've come here, how can I leave without a cup of tea?"

"yes!"

Tanjiro also simply echoed.

He just heard the name "Linlong" by the Iron Tomb, and now he heard the teacher's affectionate name "Steel" and probably the two of them knew each other.

"Mr. Steel must have worked hard all the way here! Let's go into the house first? You and the teacher are friends. You can talk first, I'll go to cook a pot of water and make tea!"

As he said that, Tanjiro ran to the wooden barrel on the side to fill the water.

"Okay... OK, then I'd rather be respectful than obey..."

Feeling the force coming from his shoulders, the Iron Tomb surrendered.

Tanjiro, who was busy not far away, didn't notice this. Steel Tomb turned his head guiltily at the man who disguised himself as his old friend Lintaki Zuoji.

He understood that the man's actions just now were warning him not to talk too much, but he was still a little confused. Who is this guy? Why did he pretend to be Linlong?? Where did the real Linlong go?

"Don't be so nervous."

Noting the tense gaze of the Iron Tomb, Xuan Haosong opened his hands on his shoulder.

"The real Lin Taki should be staying next to Sayaki and guarding him now. I just have to act as his identity for some reason. All arrangements are for dealing with Kimuzawa Musa. You'd better pretend that you don't know anything, do you understand?"

"Ming... I understand."

The Iron Tomb finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he would be killed and silenced.

Although I don’t know what’s going on, since this person doesn’t kill him, there should be no reason to deceive him.

Soon, Tanjiro brewed the tea and the three of them surrounded the table.

Tanjiro's eyes were now focused on the brand new Hibiscus knife on the table.

This is the first Sun Wheel Knife tailored specifically for him. He just wanted to take a closer look, but the teacher and Mr. Steel were there, and he was a little restrained.

"Okay, this knife is already yours."

As soon as the topic came to the "Knife", the Iron Tomb seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and began to become nagging again.

"Come on! Pull out the knife first and let me see!"

As he said that, he stared at Tanjiro who was holding the scabbard.

Tanjiro was a little nervous when he was so enthusiastic.

"Okay... OK."

He didn't understand what this man was so excited about, but he honestly pulled the Sun Wheel Knife out of the scabbard.

"The Sun Wheel Knife is a knife that changes color according to the characteristics of the owner. Maybe you have the chance to see a rare red blade body!"

The Iron Tomb rubbed his hands excitedly.

“Is there anything special about the red knife?”

Tanjiro was a little puzzled.

"Nothing special." Xuan Hao said, "It's just that the colors are different and it has no effect on the quality of the knife."

"oh……"

The long knife slowly cut out the scabbard, and Tanjiro looked at the knife in his hand in a vague way.

The transparent blade body begins to slowly change color from ordinary metallic colors.

The deep black began to spread along the blade to the tip of the knife. Finally, the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand had completely turned into a dull and deep black, as dark as the feathers of a crow, looking ominous.

"Alas? Black!?"

Steel Tumura looked at Tanjiro's hand in surprise and felt the Hirano knife.

"So what's wrong with black?"

Tanjiro was still confused. Didn’t the teacher say that the color would not have any effect? ​​But this color does look a bit unlucky.

Just now, Mr. Steel said that I am the son of Sun Yat, who symbolizes auspicious omen... It seems that my luck is not very good. Thinking of this, Tanjiro became a little disappointed.

"No... nothing." The Iron Tomb was a little disappointed, "It's just that black is rare. In some ways, you are quite lucky, but... it's abominable! I thought I could see the legendary red blade!"

"The legendary red blade..."

Xuan Hao looked at the Hiroshi Knife in Tanjiro's hand in thought. He thought that the Iron Tomb might have misunderstood something, and the red blade that existed in the legendary Hiroshi Knife did not seem to be the original color of the Hiroshi Knife.

But it is ‘He Dao’.

It was a skill that Guoyuanyi used to use, which could make the blade red and seemed to cause additional damage to the ghost.

"Okay, it doesn't matter what color it is."

Xuan Hao comforted Tanjiro who looked a little lost, "It's important that you will be a real swordsman from now on. Don't forget your purpose in becoming a swordsman."

"Yes, teacher!"

After hearing Xuan Hao's words, Tanjiro quickly cheered up. The teacher said it was right! My goal to become a swordsman is to find a way to turn Nezuko back into a human being. The knife of any color is the same.

After confirming the color of the Ridge Knife, the Iron Tomb instantly lost the excitement, sat for a while, and said goodbye and left.

Soon after, it seemed that Tanjiro had already obtained the Hirano Knife and became a swordsman, his raven soon came to the wooden house with a mission to find him.

“Gaga--”

"Tanjiro Zaomen! Go to the town located in the northwest to hunt evil spirits right away! This is your first job!"

"There are girls who disappear mysteriously every night in the northwest towns! Be sure to act carefully!"

"So fast!?"

Tanjiro, who was not mentally prepared, was a little surprised. He subconsciously turned his attention to his teacher, as if he wanted to seek advice.

"Teacher...what should I do?"

"How to do it? Of course, I'm going to kill ghosts!"

Xuan Hao knocked his head with a thunderous chest, "Is it necessary to ask me about this kind of thing?"

"No...you misunderstood. I want to ask... what should Nezuko do?"

Tanjiro covered his head with a little aggrieved.

He himself has no problem at all. The problem is how to arrange Nezuko.

When the Demon Slayer team was on duty, they lived outside for many years and could not always give Nezuko to the teacher for care. After all, this is his sister, so as his brother, he had to do something.

"Of course, I'm asking Nezuko directly."
To be continued...