When he first joined the Demon Slayer Corps, Shinazugawa Genya still had a fiery temper. After the selection trial, he got into an argument with the Master's child because he hadn't received his Nichirin Blade yet, and also fought with Tanjirou.
But after becoming the disciple of the Stone Hashira Himejima Gyomei and undergoing two years of training, his mindset was no longer as volatile as before.
Although he was still sometimes impolite when speaking and cold toward others, he no longer fought people on a whim like he used to.
He originally thought his own temper was bad enough.
But seeing what happened today, he realized his temper was actually too good.
Who rushes into a fight without knowing anything, like that?
Are two grown men bullying one woman?
Shinazugawa Genya was deeply shocked, but unexpectedly, a sense of recognition inexplicably arose in his heart.
This Pig Head... might actually get along well with him.
Called by Inosuke like that, Shinazugawa Genya didn't even care about the derogatory nickname "Rooster Head" that Inosuke used, and his body uncontrollably followed suit.
He shouted excitedly, "I'm here to help you!"
Tanjirou's mouth dropped open, and his outstretched hand froze mid-air.
Stop, Genya!
That idiot Inosuke gets beaten until his head is covered in bumps every time he goes up to bother Miss Mizuki because he's too stubborn!!
It's not what you think at all.
Hurry up and come back!!!
Tanjirou was frantic, cold sweat dripping down his temples. He turned his head and shouted, "Zenitsu, we should..."
The spot was empty, only a few flickering outlines of a figure made of dashed lines remained.
Tanjirou's anxious expression froze, and he stared down the mountain.
A yellow figure was moving rapidly.
"Eh???" Tanjirou never expected the three of them to be abandoned like this.
"Sorry, I don't want to die yet." Zenitsu ran down the mountain with a look of sorrow.
Just as he was about to jump down the stone steps, his shoulder suddenly felt heavy.
A segment of a snow-white, slender finger gently rested on Zenitsu's shoulder, making Zenitsu freeze completely.
Only then did a strong gust of wind sweep past him. Tanjirou was shocked, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
So fast!
He still couldn't see anything clearly.
He thought that after several months of training, the gap between him and Miss Mizuki might have narrowed slightly, but... hasn't it remained exactly the same?
Tanjirou couldn't help but show a wry smile.
Wait... where are Genya and Inosuke?
Tanjirou belatedly realized and quickly turned back to look.
The stone steps were quietly empty.
He subconsciously scanned left and right, spotting the two figures in the woods on the left, hanging motionless on a large Y-shaped tree like a game of Jenga. They appeared to be unconscious.
Tanjirou's mouth twitched. He knew this would be the outcome.
That Inosuke guy, it's always like this, he never learns his lesson... At the bottom of the steps, feeling the bone-chilling coldness emanating from behind him, Zenitsu turned around with a pale face.
Zenitsu forced a smile uglier than crying: "Um, I want to explain."
"Speak." Mizuki stood on the steps, looking down, her crimson eyes filled with contempt.
"Actually, we were just..." Zenitsu racked his brains trying to find an excuse that would save his life from Mizuki, but... he couldn't find one!!!
Their plan was completely overheard!
There was no way to refute it!!
Just as Zenitsu waited for death with a face full of despair, a gentle voice, like that of an angel, rang out.
"Mizuki, you shouldn't do that."
Zenitsu, teary-eyed, looked behind Mizuki at Kochou Shinobu, who was wearing a Purple Yukata and smiling.
"Miss Kochou!"
He was wrong, he swore, if he could return alive this time, he would never... Kochou Shinobu smiled brightly as she drew the Nichirin Blade from her waist: "It might be better to just kill trash like this."
bastard!!!
She had finally made up her mind!!!
"Go die, pervert!" Kochou Shinobu's gentle smile cracked slightly, and faint blue veins popped up on her temple.
"Aah!!!"
The miserable scream echoed through the night sky, chilling listeners to the bone and making them wonder what kind of horrific experience the owner of the voice had gone through... Zenitsu Agatsuma collapsed on the ground, a wisp of white steam drifting from his mouth.
"Seriously, my good mood for bathing was ruined by them," Kochou Shinobu complained, feigning nonchalance.
Arghhh!!!
How infuriating!!
She thought it was something serious like an Evil Demon invasion, but these idiots ruined her chance!
Mizuki sighed: "Exactly."
It was clearly a good opportunity to interact with Kochou.
These idiots... Watching the two walk towards him, Tanjirou couldn't help but swallow. This was bad. It seemed... he was the only one left.
He was already preparing to choose a suitable grave and lie down in it himself.
Mizuki glanced indifferently at the two hanging on the tree and said softly, "Tanjirou, please carry them back. The weather tonight is too cold, be careful not to let them catch a cold."
Tanjirou covered his mouth, so moved that tears were about to fall.
Miss Mizuki... what a truly gentle person she is.
Even though they were the ones who made the mistake, she was still worried about them catching a cold.
Tanjirou's face was resolute. After returning, he definitely had to talk seriously with Zenitsu.
"I know..."
Mizuki, who had only walked a couple of steps, seemed to suddenly remember something. She tilted her head slightly: "Oh right, you all seem quite idle, so let's restart training tomorrow."
"Bring your new friends along too. I'll beat... I'll give you Special Training."
Tanjirou:...It's really not that simple... Returning to the Hot Spring, Nezuko, small as she was, was curled up in a corner and had fallen asleep.
Fortunately, the child was asleep. Otherwise, if she woke up and found herself alone, it would be terribly lonely.
Disturbed by everyone like this, Mizuki no longer felt like taking a bath.
She sat on the bank, tidying her soaking wet long hair.
While tidying her long hair, Mizuki suddenly remembered: "Right, Kochou, did you have something you wanted to say just now?"
"Eh?" Kochou Shinobu panicked slightly, opened her mouth, and the words unconsciously changed: "Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you wanted me to help you dry your hair, Mizuki."
Sometimes, courage really is just a momentary thing.
Once the momentum is lost, it's hard to regain it.
Hearing Kochou Shinobu's words, Mizuki involuntarily stopped tidying her long hair.
Damn it! Those idiots!!!
A thread of boiling flame rose in Mizuki's eyes.
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