"Catch him, don't let him escape!"

Butterfly Ninja had not yet woken up from the unprecedented emotion and shock when a loud noise suddenly came from the alleyway not far behind Kurang.

Unexpectedly, the center of the commotion turned out to be a group of policemen, about six or seven in number, running out of the alleyway.

Three of the policemen were not wearing their shirts and uniforms, and two of them had not fastened their belts. It was obvious that they had suddenly sent out the police during a break. No wonder they looked so angry.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Police office!"

They were shouting loudly and waving their batons.

But the object they were chasing was bouncing back and forth on the porches and walls of the shops on both sides of the street with agility far beyond that of ordinary people, and was about to pass over the heads of the three of them.

The untrained eye can only see that it is a black shadow.

But the Butterfly Ninja could clearly see that the person being chased by the police was a young man with thick eyebrows with medium to short hair and a blue magatama hanging around his neck.

And every time he steps on the wall to move, a fleeting thunder and lightning will appear.

"Thunder's Breath? Is he a member of the team?"

Butterfly Ninja subconsciously thought that the team members were being chased by the police while performing their mission.

But if you look closely, you can see that this boy is not wearing a team uniform, and even though he is holding a Nichirin sword, it has not changed color.

This means that he is not the first owner of this knife.

After comprehensive analysis, she came up with the most likely answer.

"Are you a newcomer undergoing training?"

Butterfly Nin suddenly understood.

She once heard from her sister that her predecessor, Naruhashira, who lost his calf during a mission, lived outside of Tokyo and was serving as the only breeder of Thunder Breath in the Demon Slayer Corps.

Then the person in front of me should be the disciple of that senior.

Because I couldn't hold back my hatred for ghosts, I was obviously not even a regular member, so I brought the Nichirin Sword for practice to kill ghosts.

As a result, because he was not good at studying and did not know how to hide himself, the police discovered his traces.

However, just when the Butterfly Ninja was about to create an opportunity for him to escape smoothly, the young man jumping back and forth in mid-air suddenly looked at her location.

To be precise, it was Kotaro who was standing behind the Butterfly Ninja, his sight blocked by a pile of stacked gift boxes.

"It's you!"

The corner of the young man's mouth turned into a despicable arc.

He hooked the eaves and paused briefly on the wall with his feet, then exhaled sharply from his mouth, flying over Kotaro's head like an arrow from a string, but the knife in his hand took the opportunity to knock out all the packages in the latter's hand.

Cut and scatter——

In an instant, all the exquisite clothes contained in those boxes flew away. Kotaro was frightened by the sudden impact and fell to the ground, and the boxes in his hands suddenly fell to the ground!

"Ouch! Clothes! Clothes!"

Kotaro shouted loudly, with a panic on his face, "The clothes are stained!"

Someone nearby saw this opportunity, suddenly picked up a piece of clothing and ran outside, leaving Kotaro stunned.

And now that there is the first person to eat crabs, the rest of the people are also fishing in troubled waters——

After all, just by looking at these clothes, we can tell that they are extremely exquisite in workmanship. If we take them out and resell them, they can fetch at least dozens of yen.

And the young man who caused the chaos didn't even have the intention to look back. He took a few breaths and ran into another alley.

In the process of squeezing and jostling, the looters also knocked Kuro to the ground, who was unable to react for a moment.

Seeing this, the butterfly ninja could only give up the idea of ​​chasing the thunderous young man to ask for an explanation. He quickly kicked the people who were blocking Kuro to the ground, and then helped Kuro to the side of the road.

Only then did the police arrive, pushing through the crowd and chasing the boy in the direction where he disappeared, turning a blind eye to the looting in front of him.

The leader of the group, the police sergeant, became a little angry and actually took out a pistol from the holster on his waist.

"Chase! Chase! No matter life or death, we must catch that guy and bring him to justice!"

He yelled loudly, and then he and the other policemen flew away in a cloud of dust, bumping into many things, and the store owner could only admit that he was unlucky.

Just kidding, you're holding a gun.

The looters also took the opportunity to disperse, and suddenly there were only some panicked pedestrians standing on both sides of the street.

There were only two or three pieces of clothing left, but they had been stepped on and soiled. As for the five most precious sets of kimonos, they were completely robbed, not even a single part was left.

Finally, there was a little Taro in the middle of the road who was crying and didn't know what to do.

"Brother Kuro, how are you?"

The butterfly ninja was worried that he might be stepped on by someone in the crowd just now, so he pulled him around and checked it carefully.

Fortunately, she did not find any traces such as footprints on Kurang's body. Instead, the elbows of his coat were torn, which should have been caused when he fell.

But the strange thing is that although the exposed skin of Kuro's elbow is filled with dust, there is no trace of any bruise or scratch.

Some are unreasonable.

"It's great that you weren't hurt!"

Butterfly Ren didn't think so much and let out a sigh of relief.

If Kuro was injured when he went out with her, she wouldn't know how to explain it to Genichiro.

Based on her sister's evaluation of Genichiro and her feelings after getting along with him for a day, if anything happened to Kuro, everyone from the police to those who snatched clothes would be severely retaliated by the kid.

Whether you can survive or not is a question.

As for the originator of the breathing method, he is even more involved.

"Miss Shinobu, I will be fine."

Kuro's tone was quite determined.

Except for the two situations where he actively signs an immortal contract with others and is attacked by the immortal sword, he can't even bleed.

If any wounds occur, they will be healed instantly, just like time is flowing backwards on his body.

It was just a bruise caused by falling to the ground. It probably didn't even take 0.1 seconds from the wound appearing to disappearing.

Then, Kurang looked at the messy ground behind Butterfly Ninja with a somewhat regretful expression, "It's just clothes for you and your sister..."

All were ruined.

"Although it's bad to say that you bought the clothes, but those are not important anymore."

Butterfly Ninja couldn't care less about clothes and said worriedly.

"It's better to take you home as soon as possible, take off your clothes and examine the surface of your body carefully to make sure you don't leave any hidden injuries."

"Take off, take off your clothes..."

Jiulang's usual quiet temperament was no longer there, and his eyes became a little panicked. He quickly took two steps back and jumped lively on the spot, staying as long as he wanted.

"Look! Miss Shinobu! I feel very good. There really is nothing wrong with me at all."

"Okay, okay!"

Seeing his flushed face, Butterfly Ninja couldn't help but smile, "Then let's coax Kotaro into peace first. If he starts crying here, no one will dare to pass by."

As soon as Butterfly Ninja finished speaking, two gunshots suddenly sounded in the distance. All passers-by who heard the sound could not help but tremble, wondering what was happening over there.

"Has that person been caught?" Jiulang asked suspiciously.

"Not sure."

Butterfly Ren's face turned serious when she heard the gunfire, but she couldn't go there now.

On the one hand, she hoped that the police could teach the reserve team member a lesson.

But on the other hand, I am worried that the other party will be caught by the police and cause trouble to the lord.

But no matter what, since she knew that person's appearance and breathing style, she must report the matter to her lord after returning to the headquarters.

This behavior of causing public commotion to buy time for one's escape has seriously violated the discipline of the Demon Slayer Squad.

Even if such a person passes the test of Fujiraiyama and becomes an official member, it will only damage the image of the entire Demon Slayer Corps.

"Bullets have no eyes, let's go back quickly."

"Okay." Kuro agreed. This was also for the safety of Butterfly Ninja and Kotaro.

After trying their best to make Kotaro happy, before the three of them set off on their return journey, Kotaro asked her to wait for a while, and he ran into the clothing store just now.

Half a minute later, the boss's wife and several waiters sent him out with a nod and a bow. It was much more grand than before.

"We will work hard all night and deliver it to the Luminous Dessert Shop before eight o'clock tomorrow morning. You will be satisfied."

"Then I'll leave it to you all."

After Jiulang said goodbye to them, he returned to the two of them.

The butterfly ninja stared at Kuro, hesitating to speak, but finally turned into a few simple words: "Thank you, Kuro."

She felt even more guilty when she thought that the person who almost injured Kuro just now was a reserve member of the Demon Slayer Squad.
To be continued...